<?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-6706890704790993367</id><updated>2012-02-02T17:51:58.657+08:00</updated><category term='ft island'/><category term='Minho'/><category term='dramas'/><category term='naruto'/><category term='30 days challenge'/><category term='icons'/><category term='SNSD'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='CNblue'/><category term='haitus'/><category term='Seohyun'/><category term='tumblr'/><category term='sotd'/><category term='tags reply'/><category term='Yoona'/><category term='Jonghyun'/><category term='Jessica'/><category term='jodi picoult'/><category term='Lee Seung Gi'/><category term='resources'/><category term='Hyoyeon'/><category term='2am'/><category term='music core'/><category term='writings'/><category term='concert'/><category term='illustrations'/><category term='taeyeon'/><category term='taemin'/><category term='Nichkhun'/><category term='Miss A'/><category term='gif'/><category term='happy birthday'/><category term='photography'/><category term='sm the ballad'/><category term='jokwon'/><category term='random'/><category term='Sunny'/><category term='banners'/><category term='videos'/><category term='girl guides'/><category term='valentines day'/><category term='Soo young'/><category term='Victoria'/><category term='award'/><category term='camp'/><category term='happy new year'/><category term='we got married'/><category term='SUJU'/><category term='4minute'/><category term='taylor swift'/><category term='tiffany'/><category term='Kara'/><category term='b2st'/><category term='about me'/><category term='chinese new year'/><category term='music bank'/><category term='outings'/><category term='interviews'/><category term='YongHwa'/><category term='anime'/><category term='sick'/><category term='Key'/><category term='Yuri'/><category term='easter day'/><category term='Onew'/><category term='fx'/><category term='U-Kiss'/><category term='After School'/><category term='SHINee'/><category term='new skin'/><category term='2pm'/><category term='T-ara'/><category term='IU'/><title type='text'>Let's make miracles happen</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>409</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-1619600650696831119</id><published>2012-02-02T17:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T17:51:58.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>you're my kryptonite</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/quotes-01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-60.jpg" style="border: 1px solid #EDEDED; 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I ate less than what I would normally eat on the day of our reunion dinner. Then the next thing I knew was that I had a terrible headache. Before I knew it, I was down with high fever of 39.1 degrees Celsius. This was when I knew I had to bid goodbye to my CNY. Didn't manage to go anywhere to bai nian. Stayed at home to recover but my fever was unstable, coming and going anytime it liked. I was annoyed, and helpless. Went back to school anyway on Wednesday and didn't skip any of the days this week. Visited the doctor on Thursday. He came to a conclusion that I had bacteria infection. Undoubtedly so. I didn't go for guides yesterday and went home. Being sick is tiring. Ended up sleeping when I reached home. Woke up this morning feeling infinitely much better. Perhaps the stronger antibiotics prescribed for me are finally working well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who showed concern to me during this period! It makes me feel blessed and I really appreciate it. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-8817198217588946500?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8817198217588946500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=8817198217588946500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8817198217588946500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8817198217588946500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='我们都傻'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-1965147208695720460</id><published>2012-01-21T09:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T18:43:14.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dramas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>what makes you beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-59.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Had a pretty good time yesterday! After CNY celebration, &lt;b&gt;Eunice&lt;/b&gt; and me rushed to buy the cake @ JP. I fooled &lt;b&gt;Wenxin&lt;/b&gt; into believing that I wasn't going for the outing anymore hehehe. :3 All I did was acting innocent. Seems like a fool-proof plan. :) We had this meant-to-be-a-surprise birthday celebration for Wenxin but apparently, she seems to already know it because we were constantly making obvious gestures and our collection of money wasn't discreet enough. BUT STILL, hope you like what we planned for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style=" font: normal 26px trebuchet ms; letter-spacing: -1px;color:#b4cdcd;"&gt;HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY WENXIN ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after, we lao-ed yu sheng HAHAHAH. I still remember doing this with all of them last year. It was epic and fun! HAHAHA (: Didn't know what to say so I said &lt;b&gt;"快快乐乐"&lt;/b&gt; since it was the best I could think of right then. &lt;i&gt;Good times~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, I'm watching a drama called &lt;b&gt;"Scarlet Heart"&lt;/b&gt;. I'm watching it only because it's airing on the TV on every weekday. It's a drama starring Kevin Cheng and Liu Shi Shi and some other princes. I basically know what the story is all about because of some research on wikepedia and BECAUSE DAD KEEPS GIVING ME SPOILERS LMAO. I'm looking forward to a tragic ending hehe. Okay that sounds sick and sadistic but isn't it true that love stories with sad endings leave you with a deeper impression than love stories with perfect sweet endings, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, I stained my skirt, 202 shirt and even shoes with black ink from calligraphy session yesterday. IT WAS AN UNEXPECTED ACCIDENT. Inevitable and it totally took me by surprise. I'm glad that Mum didn't hold it against me too much though. &lt;i&gt;HOW?!&lt;/i&gt; I don't want to wear shoes with black spots to school... :( Hope we can wash it off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-1965147208695720460?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/1965147208695720460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=1965147208695720460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1965147208695720460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1965147208695720460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-makes-you-beautiful.html' title='what makes you beautiful'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-7704490638115771990</id><published>2012-01-14T08:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T08:42:17.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp'/><title type='text'>till the end</title><content type='html'>Was away for camp the past 2 days +. I'm not going to elaborate but camp is basically workshops and stuffs. It's a bit boring. Anyway, we had a night walk on Thursday! Started walking from 10+ pm all the way to 4+ pm. So it was Friday the 13th already HAHAHA. Didn't feel like I was there. It felt more like I was sleep-walking instead (or zombie-walking, in this case), except for the fact that I could feel pain in every step which I took. It was a long and arduous journey, with occasional breaks which were rare. Our whole journey included walking all the way from &lt;b&gt;Habourfront Station to Telok Blangah Hill Park to Henderson Waves to Hot Park to Science Park to NUS back to school&lt;/b&gt;. Anyway when we were passing by NUS, we heard an announcement indicating that there was an emergency. Then we spotted smoke billowing out of the building. After walking further, we saw that one of the labs was on fire. It was a pretty scary and astonishing scene. That was my first time seeing a real fire real life. I don't know what happened next but I heard some teachers mentioned about calling the fire defence. Perhaps they really did? Was glad to reach school even if my legs were all wobbly. &lt;i&gt;Felt totally proud of myself for completing the walk! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathed and I think it was about 5am in the morning at that time. Most of us just laid on the table and slept. I think I really managed to catch some rest but all I could remember was how cold it was, considering the fact that the air-cons were on and I didn't have anything to cover myself. By the next morning, I was still freezing and it was terrible keeping myself awake. It felt as though my soul had drifted out from my body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the main highlight of the camp was, of course, &lt;b&gt;FINE DINING&lt;/b&gt;! Took quite a number of photos but most of which were taken with other people's cameras. I only took a few with my phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-57.jpg" style="border: 1px solid #EDEDED; padding: 5px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eunice &amp;amp; Me!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-58.jpg" style="border: 1px solid #EDEDED; padding: 5px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Changlyn &amp;amp; Me!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-7704490638115771990?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7704490638115771990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=7704490638115771990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7704490638115771990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7704490638115771990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2012/01/till-end.html' title='till the end'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-9175857809522408182</id><published>2012-01-10T17:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T17:06:53.337+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gif'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp'/><title type='text'>Lovey Dovey</title><content type='html'>Haven't been posting lately. Oops sorry to anyone who reads my blog. School has officially started and there's absolutely no time for me to update my blog! Everything is practically back to normal, in one way or another. Received my O'levels Chinese results yesterday. I scored an A1 and a distinction for oral. Was totally nervous because I was worried that I might do badly... But all went well. &lt;i&gt;*phew*&lt;/i&gt; Congrats to &lt;b&gt;Ziyan&lt;/b&gt; too and even though I know you won't read this, but cheer up, &lt;b&gt;Rachel&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Jerry&lt;/b&gt;, it'll be your turn soon, right? 화이팅!!! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for a camp tomorrow, probably the last camp of my whole secondary life. The unique thing about this camp is that we get to go back home tomorrow but will be staying over on Thursday. No, we aren't going to sleep. Only 2 hours! There's a night walk scheduled from 12 midnight to 5am in the morning. Trust me, I'll be ZOMBIE-WALKING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-54-1.jpg" style="border: 1px solid #EDEDED; padding: 5px;" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I'm going to wear for fine dining. Hopefully, it isn't too casual. I'm a bit worried though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-55-1.jpg" style="border: 1px solid #EDEDED; padding: 5px;" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And woohoo, SHOES!!! Basically, they are just flats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and anyway, won something from &lt;b&gt;teenage&lt;/b&gt;! Justin bieber's notebook + poster + calendar! Haven't exactly plan when I'm going to retrieve my gifts though. Probably next Monday since it's a half day because my school did well for O's levels! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-56-1.jpg" style="border: 1px solid #EDEDED; padding: 5px;" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Created this gif with my phone because I was bored HAHAHA. iphone is sooo cool. :P OKAY SO IT'S COPYRIGHTED TO ME YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/scrumpy-gif.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-9175857809522408182?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/9175857809522408182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=9175857809522408182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/9175857809522408182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/9175857809522408182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2012/01/lovey-dovey.html' title='Lovey Dovey'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-8020691171151111633</id><published>2011-12-31T16:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T17:05:43.460+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>last day of 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-53.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With less than 9 hours away to the start of a new year, I'm not going to deny that I'm a little overwhelmed with emotions. They comprise of regret, pity, fear and excitement. Perhaps the "fear" part is most domineering though. So many things I told myself that I could achieve them this year but I failed; So many moments when I wished I had said something then; So many times I wish things hadn't turn out the way that they are now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we went to the airport, ate lunch at &lt;b&gt;Popeyes&lt;/b&gt; and fetch &lt;b&gt;bro&lt;/b&gt; back home after 11 days in Malaysia with our relatives. He bought me a Stitch (above!) to add to my collection of soft toys. I took a full photo of the plush toys which I've acquired over the year 2011, which include Scrump, Elmo, Totoro and a brand-new Stitch, because I want to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 had been a roller coaster ride. It started out rough with me being in a new class full of unfamiliar faces (close to strangers) and everything was hard because I found it tough to adjust. In simple terms, I hate changes. I know life is all about adapting and accepting and learning but words can be thrown out from the mouth easily, doing it is a chore. My results were kind of atrocious to believe at the beginning too. They declined drastically and it made me afraid, afraid that I could never fulfil my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gradually, through all the tears and words of encouragement I heard from others and gave myself, I grew up and matured. I learnt a lot about life and people. I accustomed to reality and embraced it. I became better. Even when I hit a rough patch, I picked myself up again and here am I now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, some things this year saddened me pretty much and I really wish for the better next year. I wish we could rewind time but I know it's impossible unless a time machine exists. I just wish everything will work out on its own and please, I want to a happy person. &lt;i&gt;This is my 2012 wish.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-8020691171151111633?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8020691171151111633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=8020691171151111633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8020691171151111633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8020691171151111633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/12/last-day-of-2011.html' title='last day of 2011'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-528736753870066220</id><published>2011-12-29T18:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T18:45:58.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>time machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-52.jpg" style="border: 1px solid #EDEDED; padding: 5px;" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to &lt;b&gt;SCAPE&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;b&gt;Jiayu&lt;/b&gt; for Flag Day CIP! HAHAHA we were quite early and so, we wandered around the streets in Orchard for a bit before heading there. Anyway, we had to wake up early and I was super sleepy. We were allocated to &lt;b&gt;NEX&lt;/b&gt; in Serangoon. Then, since there wasn't much a crowd there, we wanted to go Vivo but ended up going to &lt;b&gt;Plaza Sing&lt;/b&gt;. It started raining then. A slight breezy drizzle. We walked to &lt;b&gt;Somerset&lt;/b&gt; and stationed there for quite a while. Anyway, a Caucasian walked towards me and questioned me why I was doing this and then I poured out the lines which the person-in-charge had told us beforehand. Then he said, "But I'm not from Singapore." I replied, "Yeah, I know." LMAO like who doesn't??? After that, we headed back to where we came from (SCAPE) and went for lunch together. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met some funny people yesterday and really kind, wonderful and lovely souls yesterday. Bless them. ♥ Really thankful for all the generous acts from those who supported me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh truthfully, it was a great day yesterday and IMO, I honestly think it's one of the best CIP ever! Everyone who participated had pretty much freedom, which is rare, and we each received complementary vouchers for Toastbox and Long John Silver! SO AWESOMEZX. I bought Gongcha home too since it was situated just outside SCAPE. And everyone received an exclusive &lt;b&gt;BY2&lt;/b&gt; album too! Even though I'm not a fan, but still, thank you Ocean Butterfly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-528736753870066220?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/528736753870066220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=528736753870066220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/528736753870066220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/528736753870066220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/12/time-machine.html' title='time machine'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-2785564788696437203</id><published>2011-12-27T14:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T16:38:10.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>let's start with forever</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't been updating for the past few days but I didn't see a need to since I didn't have anything to post about. Christmas went by rather quietly like it had year after year. But I shall be polite and I hereby wish all of you a belated &lt;i&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/i&gt;! I really can't believe how quickly time had passed and it will only be less than a week before school reopens again. &lt;i&gt;Uh oh.&lt;/i&gt; I'm getting utterly freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I spent some of my time watching movies! A great way to relieve stress! Honestly, I'm not kidding. Every time I watch a movie/drama/show, I'll feel totally involved in it and it's really a pleasant feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid #EDEDED; padding: 5px;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/kungfupanda1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;  &lt;img style="border: 1px solid #EDEDED; padding: 5px;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/kungfupanda2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEP! &lt;b&gt;Kung Fu Panda 1 &amp;amp; 2!!!&lt;/b&gt; I can't believe I didn't want to watch these because I thought it was lame and what's more, what can a panda do? &lt;span style="letter-spacing:2px;"&gt;OMG BUT WATCHING THEM TOTALLY MADE ME CHANGE MY MIND.&lt;/span&gt; Po is the cutest thing ever on earth hahahha! Okay actually I'm joking because, for me, there are &lt;i&gt;manymanymany&lt;/i&gt; cutest things on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid #EDEDED; padding: 5px;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/twilight-saga-breaking-dawn-part-1-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yes of course, &lt;b&gt;Breaking Dawn Part 1&lt;/b&gt;! Didn't want to choose the poster with only Edward and Bella on it because I thought it's way cooler to have all the Cullens and Jacob on it, isn't it? And I think I've mentioned before, I now own the whole series of Twilight Saga including The second life of bree tanner. Watching this movie makes me want to read the whole series over again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, it's for my own reference but I finished reading &lt;b&gt;'Chinese Cinderella'&lt;/b&gt; by Adeline Yen Mah. I found some similarities between the book and &lt;b&gt;'A little princess'&lt;/b&gt; written by Frances Hodgson Burnett. In any case, I teared over the unfairness of life and how, somewhere deep within our hearts, we wish for ourselves to be understood and loved too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-2785564788696437203?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/2785564788696437203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=2785564788696437203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/2785564788696437203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/2785564788696437203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/12/lets-start-with-forever.html' title='let&apos;s start with forever'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-8923740157511959074</id><published>2011-12-24T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T09:31:59.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>let it snow</title><content type='html'>Went to Vivo yesterday for some Christmas shopping, but we didn't get a log cake for this year. Awww. :( Anyway, we won't be able to finish it so yep, it's better not to waste. So I was sitting on the train and reading a new book, &lt;b&gt;"Chinese Cinderella"&lt;/b&gt;. I bet everyone who was there would think that I'm a bookworm. But it's okay, I don't want to waste time travelling anyway. So why not make good use of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Vivo, we headed to Chinatown to have lunch! The highlight for yesterday was the traditional Shanghai Xiao Long Baos! &lt;i&gt;*yumyum*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-51.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've finished reading &lt;b&gt;"The Graveyard Book"&lt;/b&gt; by Neil Gaiman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/graveyard-book.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY anyway, &lt;i&gt;Merry Christmas Eve! ♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-8923740157511959074?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8923740157511959074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=8923740157511959074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8923740157511959074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8923740157511959074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/12/let-it-snow.html' title='let it snow'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-8710920670091594875</id><published>2011-12-21T08:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T23:55:53.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>fifteen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=" font: normal normal normal 25px/normal georgia; letter-spacing: 3px;color:#c1cdcd;"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for bowling with &lt;b&gt;Jerry, Charmaine, Gina and Zihui&lt;/b&gt; @ Chevrons. Initially, we were sort of awkward together, perhaps it could be due to the fact that we hadn't met in a while. &lt;i&gt;"It takes 4 seconds for a silence to become awkward."&lt;/i&gt; Anyway, Gina and Jerry each got a strike. Even though I suck at bowling, I didn't do that badly, IMO. &lt;i&gt;BUT OKAY I STILL SUCK, YEAH.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-48.jpg" style="border: 1px solid #EDEDED; padding: 5px;" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font: normal normal normal 25px/normal georgia; letter-spacing: 3px;color:#c1cdcd;"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/alvinchipmunks3.jpg" style="border: 1px solid #EDEDED; padding: 5px;" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with &lt;b&gt;Eunice, Yijun and Kaixin&lt;/b&gt; @ Causeway point! Wanted to watch Breaking dawn at first but the tickets were already sold out. I definitely did not want to watch Puss in boots so we ended up watching Alvin and the Chipmunks: Chip-Wrecked. It was pretty funny and cute, but all I remembered was how I was freezing in the cinema. So after the movie was over, we went to eat @ &lt;b&gt;PASTA MANIA&lt;/b&gt; and had &lt;b&gt;YAMI YOGHURT&lt;/b&gt; after that. HEHE KAIXIN'S MUM WORKS THERE. (: Then after, we headed to Eunice's house by bus! We started with a game of UNO and I won. Even before that, I was telling them about how I always used to own in UNO and several other card games. But I've sort of forgotten the rules but it seems like I haven't lost my touch. &lt;i&gt;*winks*&lt;/i&gt; Yijun played on Eunice's piano and we sang along because I love Taylor Swift's songs and I know most of the lyrics to her songs. Ransacked her house, searching through her large collection of movies and books. Wanted to watch a movie but we couldn't make up our mind, especially when we couldn't agree on a movie which we hadn't watch. In the end, both Yijun and Kaixin settled down and watched the Channel U show which was airing at that time while Eunice and I went to play &lt;b&gt;Wii&lt;/b&gt;! I had a lot of fun and I would really like to thank Eunice for this memorable outing! Oh and I borrowed two books from her too, &lt;b&gt;Chinese Cinderalla &amp;amp; The Graveyard book&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*self-reminder: must return her the books when school reopens&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-49.jpg" style="border: 1px solid #EDEDED; padding: 5px;" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-50.jpg" style="border: 1px solid #EDEDED; padding: 5px;" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-8710920670091594875?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8710920670091594875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=8710920670091594875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8710920670091594875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8710920670091594875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/12/fifteen.html' title='fifteen.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-4561906491528184436</id><published>2011-12-16T10:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T10:22:05.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>someone like you</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-47.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font: italic 18px georgia;letter-spacing:3px;color:#CDAF95;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know how the time flies&lt;br /&gt;Only yesterday was the time of our lives&lt;br /&gt;We were born and raised&lt;br /&gt;In a summer haze&lt;br /&gt;Bound by the surprise of our glory days"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-4561906491528184436?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/4561906491528184436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=4561906491528184436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/4561906491528184436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/4561906491528184436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/12/funny-hunny.html' title='someone like you'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-8401875605238059644</id><published>2011-12-14T17:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T17:24:31.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylor swift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHINee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Onew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><title type='text'>This love is ours</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="284" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ux2k07ToaRA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font: 25px trebuchet ms;letter-spacing:-1px;color:#96CDCD;"&gt;happy birthday taylor allison swift! ☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be one day late, but who cares anyway? Anyway, I love &lt;b&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/b&gt; for who she is. I love her and the songs she writes. I love the fact that I can relate to her songs and how her lyrics hold deep meanings in them. I love her as my inspiration and I love her for encouraging and motivating teenage girls like us. She's not just pretty, she's humorous and she's lovely. Taylor, thanks for being part of my life. I may not be a true swifty, but it makes me smile to hear news about you or seeing you on screen. Hearing your voice makes my day. Thank you for being so wonderful.♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font: 25px trebuchet ms;letter-spacing:-1px;color:#B4CDCD;"&gt;생일축하해요 이진기! ☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ㅎㅎ the best part about you is that you're SHINee's leader and you have a knack for making people smile. Looking at you on variety shows and you on stage are like totally two different people. Onew sangtae... ㅋㅋㅋ I don't know what to say about that but it seems after so long, it still isn't improving yet, right? 괜찮아요 (: 화이팅 온유!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-8401875605238059644?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8401875605238059644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=8401875605238059644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8401875605238059644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8401875605238059644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-love-is-ours.html' title='This love is ours'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Ux2k07ToaRA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-5665087545929424128</id><published>2011-12-13T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T16:07:44.812+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Peony in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8b7d6b; font: italic normal normal 9px/normal georgia; letter-spacing: 1px;"&gt;“In that moment I understood that the cruelest words in the universe are if only.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cdc0b0; font: normal normal normal 14px/normal georgia; letter-spacing: 3px;"&gt;—   Lisa See, Peony in Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/peonyinlove.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;big&gt;Synopsis&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I finally understand what the poets have written. In spring, moved topassion; in autumn only regret.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For young Peony, betrothed to a suitor she has never met, the lyrics from The Peony Pavilion mirror her own longings. In the garden of the Chen Family Villa, amidst the scents of ginger, green tea, and jasmine, a small theatrical troupe is performing choice scenes from this epic opera, a live spectacle few girls, even women, have ever seen. Like the heroine in the drama, Peony too is cloistered and from a wealthy family, trapped like a good-luck cricket in a bamboo-and-lacquer cage. Though raised to be obedient, Peony has dreams of her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peony's mother is against the production: “Unmarried girls should not be seen in public.” But Peony's father prevails, assuring his wife that proprieties will be maintained. Women will watch the opera from behind a screen to hide them from view. Yet through its cracks, Peony catches sight of an elegant, handsome man with hair as black as a cave -- and is immediately overcome with too many emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So begins Peony's unforgettable journey of love and destiny, desire and sorrow -- as Lisa See's haunting new novel takes readers back to 17th century China, after the Manchus seize power and the Ming dynasty is crushed. Steeped in traditions and ritual, this story brings to life another time and place -- even the intricate realm of the afterworld, with its protocols, pathways, and stages of existence . . . a vividly imagined place where one’s soul is divided into three, ancestors are worshiped, misdeeds are punished, and hungry ghosts wander the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on a true story, Peony in Love uses the richness and magic of the Chinese afterlife to transcend death and explore the many manifestations of love.  Ultimately, it’s about universal themes: the bonds of female friendship, the power of words, the desire all women have to be heard, and finally those emotions that are so strong that they transcend time, place, and perhaps even death.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading this book, I was overwhelmed by several emotions. Gratitude - because Peony has finally found her peace. Regrets - because things could have been so perfect. Moved - because she touched me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is very Chinese and I enjoy learning the traditional and kind of ancient ways of the Chinese which I think don't, or rarely exist in present times. I read &lt;b&gt;'Shanghai Girls'&lt;/b&gt; which is also written by the same author a while ago and I'm pretty sure I prefer &lt;b&gt;'Peony in Love'&lt;/b&gt; because it invokes your feelings deeply. By the end of the story, I am convinced that love must be painful. To end off, I shall quote a line from the book: &lt;i&gt;“When people are alive they love, when they die, they keep loving. If love ends when person dies, that is not real love.” &lt;/i&gt; With that, I shall leave it to you to ponder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-5665087545929424128?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/5665087545929424128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=5665087545929424128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/5665087545929424128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/5665087545929424128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/12/peony-in-love.html' title='Peony in Love'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-2077773668789311068</id><published>2011-12-12T13:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T14:35:43.180+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Her fearful symmetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/her-fearful-symmetry.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;Synopsis:&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julia and Valentina Poole are twenty-year-old sisters with an intense attachment to each other. One morning the mailman delivers a thick envelope to their house in the suburbs of Chicago. Their English aunt Elspeth Noblin has died of cancer and left them her London apartment. There are two conditions for this inheritance: that they live in the flat for a year before they sell it and that their parents not enter it. Julia and Valentina are twins. So were the girls’ aunt Elspeth and their mother, Edie.&lt;br /&gt;The girls move to Elspeth’s flat, which borders the vast Highgate Cemetery, where Christina Rossetti, George Eliot, Stella Gibbons, and other luminaries are buried. Julia and Valentina become involved with their living neighbors: Martin, a composer of crossword puzzles who suffers from crippling OCD, and Robert, Elspeth’s elusive lover, a scholar of the cemetery. They also discover that much is still alive in Highgate, including—perhaps—their aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was reading this book and I found the plot quite tragic, mysterious and thrilling. Hmmm but still, I was kind of disappointed with the ending. I'm expecting a happy one in some way or another. Instead, it sort of breaks my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-2077773668789311068?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/2077773668789311068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=2077773668789311068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/2077773668789311068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/2077773668789311068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/12/her-fearful-symmetry.html' title='Her fearful symmetry'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-6338370451431103394</id><published>2011-12-09T12:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T13:13:17.174+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHINee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><title type='text'>kiss me underneath the mistletoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-46.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you sis for getting me this super cute totoro! となりのトトロ! Ｏ(≧∇≦)Ｏ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I've been a good girl, doing my homework and I'm so proud to say that I'm almost done with &lt;b&gt;ALL&lt;/b&gt; of them! Even though most of them are maths and Trigonometry screws my brain, other than skipping some questions which I've been racking my brains hard for, I think I'm done! YAY (: I don't know if it's a good idea to start on a brand new drama now because I have a pretty packed schedule next week, with CIP and stuffs. It's the 9th of December already, are you kidding me? :( I'm not ready for next year yet. &lt;i&gt;NOT AT ALL.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, several days ago, I borrowed two books, "The Fearful Symmetry" by Audrey Niffenegger and "Peony In Love" by Lisa See. I've not started on any yet but I think with free time on my hands now, I'll probably start on the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day and bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;big&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY 최민호! ♥&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-6338370451431103394?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/6338370451431103394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=6338370451431103394&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/6338370451431103394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/6338370451431103394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/12/kiss-me-underneath-mistletoe.html' title='kiss me underneath the mistletoe'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-3573221395786655647</id><published>2011-12-08T07:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T07:36:10.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>wondering if things are ever going to be the same</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-44-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(photo credits to: nicole)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;b&gt;Plaza Sing&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;b&gt;Nicole&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Puiling&lt;/b&gt; on Thursday! Initially, we wanted to watch Puss In Boots but Nicole said it's rated G(General) which means it's lame. Then we wanted to watch &amp;lt;&amp;lt;那些年 我們一起追的女孩&amp;gt;&amp;gt; but didn't dare to risk it since it's NC16. In the end, we watched &lt;b&gt;Starry Starry Night&lt;/b&gt; instead. It's in Chinese and the movie is rather typical, predictable but Nicole seems to like it a lot. Puiling likes that kind of wild and crazy love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/starry_starry_night_ver4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, we bought gongcha and talked and we walked to Orchard, where we wandered for a bit. HEHE had a pretty good time hanging out with them. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-45.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;b&gt;Bugis&lt;/b&gt; yesterday! Shopped a lot and bought lots of stuffs like clothes and shoes. Spent around 60 bucks in total &lt;i&gt;*gosh*&lt;/i&gt; but I guess it's pretty worth it. I think I'm going out with &lt;b&gt;Eunice&lt;/b&gt; and the rest next week! &lt;i&gt;YESSS FINALLY BREAKING DAWN OMG.&lt;/i&gt; Actually, we made a promise to watch Breaking Dawn part 1 and part 2 together, which is why I'm so worked up. Don't know if escape theme park is still opened though. I really want to sit on a roller-coaster ride so badly. :( Oh and sis is back from Hongkong. She came home late last night and is currently sleeping like a log. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-3573221395786655647?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3573221395786655647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=3573221395786655647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3573221395786655647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3573221395786655647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/12/wondering-if-things-are-ever-going-to.html' title='wondering if things are ever going to be the same'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-1080929201852462918</id><published>2011-12-05T12:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T12:29:19.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yuri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><title type='text'>How can we stop time?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/kwonyuri-01.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;생일 축하해요 권유리! ♥&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to our black pearl, &lt;b&gt;Kwon Yuri&lt;/b&gt;. This is the girl who is full of kkab-ness, hence she is given the name "KkabYul". The cheerful and outgoing girl who shines among the power of nine - 권유리! Always loved everything about you because you are so down-to-earth and optimistic. 영원히 사랑할께~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;big&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIS TOO (:&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-1080929201852462918?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/1080929201852462918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=1080929201852462918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1080929201852462918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1080929201852462918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/12/how-can-we-stop-time.html' title='How can we stop time?'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-3300465642201170275</id><published>2011-12-04T17:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T18:07:50.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>i'll fix you</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-42.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never particularly liked scenic photos, but this will be an exception, because I was the one who took this photo. I know what you'll say, that I'm narcissistic, or that I'm too proud of myself. Hell nooo. You just don't know me well enough. &lt;i&gt;*wink*&lt;/i&gt; Gosh, I'm turning insane talking to myself like this. Oh well, I should just let my thoughts run wild. It's against nature's way to stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-43.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee and I'm already in the mood for Christmas. The only bad thing about Christmas is that soon enough, school will start. &lt;b&gt;TOTAL MOOD KILLER&lt;/b&gt;. Sorry for reminding you guys how quickly this year flew past. And yes, I predict it will just zoom past even faster, especially during the holidays. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-3300465642201170275?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3300465642201170275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=3300465642201170275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3300465642201170275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3300465642201170275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/12/ill-fix-you.html' title='i&apos;ll fix you'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-3698290120255602871</id><published>2011-12-03T09:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T09:35:38.155+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>And we know it's never simple, never easy</title><content type='html'>On &lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt;, we had an early birthday celebration for sis because she was flying off to Hongkong. Bought her a mango cake. YUMYUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-33.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now, she should be enjoying herself in Hongkong! I know this because she has been whatsapp-ing me about her whereabouts etc. LOOK AT THESE CUTE TOTOROS IN HONGKONG OMGEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-40.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-41.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to Orchard (again!) with mum! The rain didn't even seem so bad when we walked. After all, it was only a slight drizzle and mum was carrying the umbrella for me throughout our entire journey. Suddenly felt like a kid all over again. Had lunch first at &lt;b&gt;Popeyes&lt;/b&gt;! Then we walked streets after streets from Orchard MRT station to Sumerset MRT Station to Dhoby Ghaut MRT Station, which is where Plaza Sing is located at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-36.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Popeyes® Louisiana Kitchen!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-35.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-34.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-32.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-39.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-37.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gongcha (milk tea w herbal jelly)~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-3698290120255602871?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3698290120255602871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=3698290120255602871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3698290120255602871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3698290120255602871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-we-know-its-never-simple-never-easy.html' title='And we know it&apos;s never simple, never easy'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-5940914240870968043</id><published>2011-12-01T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T07:28:50.865+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>together can never be close enough for me</title><content type='html'>It's officially the first day of &lt;b&gt;December&lt;/b&gt;! I sort of consider it my favourite month because December means holidays and holidays define the word "awesome". Christmas is coming really soon and it's my favourite season of the year even though my family rarely did anything special about it year after year. We don't even own a Christmas tree. I think in my vague recollection of memories, we used to have one, but we threw it away. It was kind of old anyway. I'm always amazed seeing how those who celebrate Christmas celebrate Christmas because I really do believe that Christmas is the season of giving and sharing. Aren't you envious seeing those people in movies building snowmen and playing in the snow? I am. Gah sucks that I'm stuck in this country with no snow as precipitation and only gloomy rain or scorching hot sunlight. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've really made a promise that I'll start homework right on this day! I feel guilty not doing anything for the past few weeks already. I guess, it's time to brace myself, pull up my socks and prepare myself for a battle to come. I can already feel the nerves sigh. 2012 is probably gonna suck real bad but &lt;i&gt;I MUST PERSEVERE&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been looking for casual shoes/flats and I think I would like something like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/shoes-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or something like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/shoes-02.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt; or &lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/shoes-03.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will do too. Sorry the colours I choose are all in the shades of blue because I think blue is a pretty colour, especially when it's light blue or mixed with some green. Maybe I should get myself both flats and the converse shoes. They are gorgeous, aren't they? LOVELY INDEED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have to sacrifice my time for watching dramas + other shows now for the sake of my homework! I feel bad enough for ignoring the pile of homework which has been collecting much dust. Time to take action! YEP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-5940914240870968043?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/5940914240870968043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=5940914240870968043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/5940914240870968043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/5940914240870968043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/12/together-can-never-be-close-enough-for.html' title='together can never be close enough for me'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-8042110525426193742</id><published>2011-11-29T13:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T09:34:39.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>and we'll be remembered</title><content type='html'>Went to Orchard with &lt;b&gt;Wenxin&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Yuanrong&lt;/b&gt; yesterday! I honestly think that Orchard is the most beautiful place in Singapore because it is classy and there are quite a number of widely-renowned and famous brands such as Chanel, Louis Vuitton and Prada, which can be found there along the streets. It is exceptionally so during the Christmas season when all the Christmas embellishments and fancy lights are put up to brighten up the whole place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-30.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the story, we didn't exactly know where the cinema was situated at. So we sort of wandered around the place before &lt;i&gt;(voila!)&lt;/i&gt; we found &lt;b&gt;Shaw Center&lt;/b&gt;. Bought our tickets and we headed to the open-spaced Macs because they haven't had their lunch yet. I bought myself a strawberry milkshake since I wasn't hungry. Braved the rain and headed into the waiting area and I was kind of excited since it was my first time at &lt;b&gt;Shaw Theatres Lido&lt;/b&gt;. I think it's a pretty nice place and it gives off a comfortable feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-31.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 3pm, we went into the theatre to catch our movie, &lt;b&gt;HAPPY FEET 2&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/HappyFeet2Film.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had already watched &lt;b&gt;Happy Feet 1&lt;/b&gt; in 2006, you will know that there is a penguin named Mumble who was an outcast but some things happened and the other penguins changed their opinions about him. He even got married with Gloria and together, they had a son named "Erik". &lt;b&gt;Happy feet 2&lt;/b&gt; mainly focuses on Mumble and Erik, where they were the heroes of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Synopsis →&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumble's son, Erik, is struggling to realize his talents in the Emperor Penguin world. Meanwhile, Mumble and his family and friends discover a new threat their home -- one that will take everyone working together to save them.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed the movie a lot! The penguins are super cute, especially Erik. HAHAHA and the way the dance and sing... I can't even, gosh, they are adorable to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not regretting not going to &lt;b&gt;MAMA red carpet&lt;/b&gt; since I don't think I'll make it in time for the show anyway. Shall just stay at home and watch the live broadcast. I believe I'll meet &lt;b&gt;ALL&lt;/b&gt; of my idols someday, so no worries yeah? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-8042110525426193742?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8042110525426193742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=8042110525426193742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8042110525426193742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8042110525426193742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/11/and-well-be-remembered.html' title='and we&apos;ll be remembered'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-1831346959135626687</id><published>2011-11-26T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T23:49:59.693+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dramas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YongHwa'/><title type='text'>heartstrings</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/YouveFallenforMe.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my tears are still fresh from crying, I would like to introduce this drama to you, &lt;b&gt;"Heartstrings" ( 넌 내게 반했어),&lt;/b&gt; also known as &lt;b&gt;"You've fallen for me"&lt;/b&gt;. Finished watching it a while ago and yes, I can't believe I cried countless times for this. Ugh, I'm turning into a total emotional and sensitive person. This kind of sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, gosh how this drama broke my heart! &lt;i&gt;S E R I O U S L Y !&lt;/i&gt; All I was thinking about throughout the whole series was Lee Shin and Gyu Won 진짜 바보... But Yonghwa and Shinhye really have good chemistry between each other. Yonghwa is super handsome *___* Gosh how I love his voice! Hearing his songs + CN Blue's songs over and over again in the drama melts my heart~ I guess that is really a bonus. I think I'll be going to sleep soon with a heavy heart. Hope that Yonghwa will act in more dramas. I like his acting. In fact, I like everything about him. Guys in bands are cool to the max. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get back to reality though. Oh yeah, I guess I won't be watching WGM anymore. Having cried over three couples, including Khuntoria, Yongseo and adam couple, I won't be breaking my heart over again. I'm tired of seeing people leave from my life. I want to escape from this harsh and cruel life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is such a rare occasion when I post at such an odd time. It will soon be the start of a brand new day. I think I should turn in soon. &lt;i&gt;I love you, JungYonghwa. I think I've really fallen for you. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-1831346959135626687?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/1831346959135626687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=1831346959135626687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1831346959135626687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1831346959135626687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/11/heartstrings.html' title='heartstrings'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-2883665877051984893</id><published>2011-11-23T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T14:29:25.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dramas'/><title type='text'>dream high</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/dreamhigh-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was hardcore-watching &lt;b&gt;Dream High&lt;/b&gt; for the past three days. REALLY REALLY LOVE THE DRAMA A LOT. I think I've fallen in love with the cast, especially &lt;b&gt;Milky Couple&lt;/b&gt;! Omo 어떡해? Really love &lt;b&gt;Suzy, Taecyeon, IU, Wooyoung, Eunjung and KimSoohyun&lt;/b&gt; together. IU's voice really sounds angelic and she's really pretty. No wonder Taeng is so captivated by her. Goshhh these days watching korean shows (variety shows/dramas) makes me truly happy. I think Dream High is a really interesting one. It gives you courage to fight for your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;THE DARK SIDE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right... Even though I love this drama to the core now, there is something I'm disappointed about. WHY CAN'T HYE MI AND JIN GUK BE TOGETHER?!!! WHY! WHY! WAEEEE! Forgive me for ranting, but I've always thought they WILL end up together. I know Song Sam Dong is cute and he really has a sad life, but then again, I wish so much for them to be together... :( Ugh, this drama gave me false hopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, I can't wait for Season 2! OMG I hope it's going to be awesome too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-2883665877051984893?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/2883665877051984893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=2883665877051984893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/2883665877051984893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/2883665877051984893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/11/dream-high.html' title='dream high'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-3435271606634973835</id><published>2011-11-20T09:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T09:18:36.688+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustrations'/><title type='text'>baby can't you see the look in my eyes~</title><content type='html'>I realised I've been making everyone jealous because of the fact that &lt;b&gt;I SAW 2PM&lt;/b&gt;. So yep, here I am, posting something to 'drown out' the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/drawings-02-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/drawings-01-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did these two pieces several weeks ago out of boredom. The first one is dedicated to my dear &lt;b&gt;최수영&lt;/b&gt;! I sketched this with reference from her 'Genie' concept, as most of you can see. The second one featuring &lt;b&gt;Jessica&lt;/b&gt; is much more recent. I sketched this with reference from 'The Boys' concept. Honestly, I like the latter a lot. I really adore this kind of dreamy fantasy concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I think I need more practice to familarise myself with the different drawing techniques and strokes. After all, they say, "there is always room for improvement". True, indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-3435271606634973835?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3435271606634973835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=3435271606634973835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3435271606634973835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3435271606634973835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/11/baby-cant-you-see-look-in-my-eyes.html' title='baby can&apos;t you see the look in my eyes~'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-4285857180532861391</id><published>2011-11-18T21:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T21:36:03.985+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nichkhun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2pm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>wild</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="369" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TReqW6oOV_o" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for &lt;b&gt;2PM's Hi-5 Event&lt;/b&gt; today! Camped for 4 hours. It was really crazy. But I saw them and my heart was exploding with joy. And most important of all, I saw Khun. Nichkhun. Nichkhun Horvejkul. All I knew was it felt like a dream and everything was chaotic just now. Having their photos in my phone now makes me happy even if they are kind of blurry. Well, I heard their voices. I saw them, even if it was only a brief moment. I breathed the same air as them just now. My heart's melting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh my fangirl self is so wild. Half of my life is completed now. I just need to see all my girls for at least once and I think I'm ready to die. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-4285857180532861391?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/4285857180532861391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=4285857180532861391&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/4285857180532861391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/4285857180532861391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/11/wild.html' title='wild'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/TReqW6oOV_o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-8701463445514626149</id><published>2011-11-16T16:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T22:40:29.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl guides'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp'/><title type='text'>Through the good, the bad and the ugly</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to cling on to something that isn't there any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Close your eyes and let it go.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to feel like I'm nothing ever again.&lt;br /&gt;Just want to feel like I'm worth it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;I love you, NHGG! ♥&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came home from camp today! Honestly, had such a great time with the whole contingent and it struck me that this might be our last camp ever. Love you, Sec 3s batch. Thanks for being so wonderful, caring and loving. Love going crazy and being retarded, because we like it. I could go on forever if I can, but you basically get what I mean. I treasure each and every one of you a lot. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall just share some highlights of the camp since I'm tired and I'm aching. I need rest. On the first day, we did tent-pitching first but the weather was so inconsistent that it was impossible for us to sleep in the tents that night and for the following day. Had inline-skating, which was my first attempt at it. Totally scary since I couldn't control at the beginning. Things got better in the end and I'm proud of myself for being able to &lt;s&gt;skate&lt;/s&gt;move rounds around the parade squares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day, we did outdoor cooking and it was my first experience kneading the dough for the pizza! Oh and I did it so well that others kept complimenting me. I think I should be a baker next time hehe :3 &lt;i&gt;*smiles*&lt;/i&gt; Set off for our city hike after lunch and I led a team &lt;b&gt;(Dove + Oriole = Oriove/Doriole)&lt;/b&gt;. The hike was pretty long and I do wish that they could walk a little bit faster because we were behind time then. We couldn't even complete the hike and we had to skip Holland Village. It's such a pity... We planned so much for this but the other two teams did quite well though. Campfire and water game at night! It was crazy, especially the water game. We practically just used our water bottle and pour (over the head) water on everyone. Gosh mad and the indoor sports hall was flooded and I was dripping wet and it was super cold. However, I can't deny that it was fun. In fact, it was hell load of fun. Then after bathing, we watched the moon rise. It really did, I swear! It was so low, close to the trees far away at first, but after a period of time, it rose up and I assumed it was going to return to its original position in the sky (?) My first time watching a moon rise, with guides. It reminds me of the time when we waited for a meteor shower to come which never happened, but still, I will never forget how the sky was filled with countless stars, all bright and shining. It was truly a beautiful sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we walked to &lt;b&gt;King Albert's Park&lt;/b&gt; for our breakfast at Macs! I ate hotcakes breakfast, which never tasted sooo good. Went to the old railway station, took photos and took bus back to school. Packed and cleared stuffs before we broke camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prolly have hundreds or thousands more things to say, but no amount of words can express all my feelings now. I can't describe everything, but I would like you to know, &lt;i&gt;I really do love guides.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-29-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-8701463445514626149?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8701463445514626149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=8701463445514626149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8701463445514626149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8701463445514626149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/11/through-good-bad-and-ugly.html' title='Through the good, the bad and the ugly'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-773939107560441689</id><published>2011-11-13T08:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T08:42:40.160+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>AFA 2011 on 12.11.11</title><content type='html'>Went to &lt;b&gt;Anime Festival Asia (AFA)&lt;/b&gt; yesterday with &lt;b&gt;Puiling&lt;/b&gt;! (: So many things to see and so many Japanese people there. Was intending to meet up with &lt;b&gt;Limin&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Carmel&lt;/b&gt; too but Suntec was so crowded! Didn't get to see &lt;b&gt;Carmel&lt;/b&gt;. :( Whataspp with them yesterday and Limin said that some people actually asked her to pose for pictures because they thought she was a cosplayer! So kewt. Anyway, they bought a lot of stuffs and spent a lot of money but I didn't spent any. ): &lt;i&gt;OKAY BUT I HAVE THE FUN OF MY LIFE GOING CRAZY WITH PUILING. :D&lt;/i&gt; Took many many photos so I shall just let the pictures do the talking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-26-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;AFA 2011 TICKETS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;MIRAI INC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-17.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-19.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-20.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-18.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;MAID CAFE &amp;amp; BUTLER CAFE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-16.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Menu of the day!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-13.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-11.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-15.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-13.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-28.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-25.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shakugan No Shana&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-22.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;kuroshitsuji&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-24.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;katekyo hitman reborn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-23.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fairy Tail&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-27-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My free Baby Beel Poster!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Note: Most of them were digitally-edited for lightening and for colouring.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs were aching mad yesterday awww... Camp will be on tomorrow! Hopefully, everything will go smoothly! (: MISS ME K! ♥ I'll be gone for 3 days and 2 nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-773939107560441689?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/773939107560441689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=773939107560441689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/773939107560441689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/773939107560441689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/11/afa-2011-on-121111.html' title='AFA 2011 on 12.11.11'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-2035870172760902934</id><published>2011-11-12T07:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T07:53:31.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl guides'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Batch REKI trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;big&gt;Thursday&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another &lt;b&gt;REKI&lt;/b&gt; but this time with batch! Went to red hill after school and I think we saw this &lt;b&gt;Justin&lt;/b&gt; guy from &lt;b&gt;Fighting Spiders&lt;/b&gt;. Anyway the girls were super excited while I'm like: "Who the heck is he?" The most epic thing is we walked out of the train while he walked in. HE PASSED BY US OMG. After that, went to Vivo where we ate lunch at &lt;b&gt;Yoshinoya&lt;/b&gt;. Saw &lt;b&gt;Felicia Chin&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Nat Ho&lt;/b&gt;! OMGEEE. First time seeing them up close woohoo! They were doing some event there but yeah, both of them are so good-looking. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-10.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around, played around before heading to Haw Par Villa. Walked a lot there inside. Then after, we headed to our last stop: Holland Village! HEHEHE. Spammed lots of photos together and had a great time. &lt;b&gt;ILOVENGGG! ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-08.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-09.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-07.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;Yesterday&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tent-pitching REKI!&lt;/b&gt; But didn't do much though. Slacked around, took photos, and did retarded things. :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-2035870172760902934?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/2035870172760902934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=2035870172760902934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/2035870172760902934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/2035870172760902934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/11/batch-reki-trip.html' title='Batch REKI trip!'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-4536214220911954901</id><published>2011-11-05T07:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T08:16:09.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>sunshine ☼</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-02-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, &lt;b&gt;Jiayu, Peishan, Vanessa W.&lt;/b&gt; and I went to &lt;b&gt;The Botanical Gardens&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Holland Village&lt;/b&gt; after school for our &lt;b&gt;REKI TRIP&lt;/b&gt; via the circle line. I was kind of excited since it was my first time taking the newly-built circle line. Uhhh... how should I describe it? It's spacious; the air smells fresh; the trains are brand new! On the other hand though, in my opinion, it would be good if they build more benches to maximise the available areas in the stations. Our first stop was: &lt;b&gt;The Botanical Gardens&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-03.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Little ducklings&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-04.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;transformation: swans!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-05.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually pretty convinced that I don't suit nature, neither do I have a taste for adventures. I'm afraid of creepy crawlies and sadly, I acquired the most number of mosquito bites from this journey. The others said my blood is the sweetest. I reckon that's true... Our next stop: &lt;b&gt;Holland Village&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-06.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Windmill&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we didn't do much stuffs here though and it rained halfway through. So we decided to hide under a shelter by the name of &lt;b&gt;Han's&lt;/b&gt; where we ate desserts and enjoyed our peace. When the rain gradually dwindled, we took a bus back to &lt;b&gt;Dover&lt;/b&gt; station, before setting foot on separate paths, heading back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/random-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Japanese sponge cakes!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-4536214220911954901?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/4536214220911954901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=4536214220911954901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/4536214220911954901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/4536214220911954901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/11/sunshine.html' title='sunshine ☼'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-1997634533934482871</id><published>2011-10-30T08:08:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T08:40:29.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Love Like Oxygen</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/scrumpy-03.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/scrumpy-wizard.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Scrumpy is from Wizard of Oz!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was supposedly the last week for all lower Secondary students, while extended classes continue for the Secondary 3s. They start from 8am in the morning and end at 3pm in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics SPA O'level SKILL 1 was on Friday. I think I did badly for it. ): Chemistry was already long over and I think it was all right. Biology will be on Thursday this coming week. O'level Chinese will be on 10 November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jiayu, Yeewai and me&lt;/b&gt; were intending to go for REKI trip for our city hike planning for this year's GG camp but it poured and we were soaked through and through, hence it was cancelled. Unfortunate but I suppose we can always go for it again next week. Fell sick because of the rain. Perhaps I caught a cold. Anyway, being sick isn't a great thing. It's actually kind of miserable. Obviously, now isn't the right time for me to fall sick. &lt;i&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we went for Class CIP at &lt;b&gt;St. Andrews Cathedral&lt;/b&gt;. It's actually a nursing home for the old folks. We chatted with some of the old folks, while some of them played mahjong and some other games we came up with. Frankly, the old folks are actually very sweet. Since there weren't that many seats because it was a small place, one of them even offered &lt;b&gt;Changlyn&lt;/b&gt; and I to sit on the table. We politely declined at first, but after much persuasion, and out of respect, we settled down on the table. We talked to her, but apparently, her hearing wasn't good since she was wearing a hearing aid on one side of her ears. She couldn't hear me when I spoke to her several times, and therefore, I had to repeat the same sentence over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't misunderstand. I'm definitely not complaining, ranting, or whatsoever. It just makes me wonder, being old is truly a scary thing. When you grow older, both your physical and mental health will gradually decline, and in the worst scenario, you might experience severe illnesses. Of course I'm, perhaps, still too young to think so far ahead. &lt;i&gt;So maybe, I should cherish and treasure the life I have now instead?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-1997634533934482871?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/1997634533934482871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=1997634533934482871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1997634533934482871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1997634533934482871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/10/love-like-oxygen.html' title='Love Like Oxygen'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-9004380110807910227</id><published>2011-10-24T13:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T13:53:02.717+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><title type='text'>아잉~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/jungsisters.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;생일 축하해요 정수정! ♥&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;JUNG SISTERS FOREVER~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/winnie-the-pooh-movie-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/Hachiko-A-Dogs-Story.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching &lt;b&gt;Winnie The Pooh (2011)&lt;/b&gt; movie yesterday and it was truly a good kids' movie. It brought back many of my childhood memories. Truth be told, it has been quite a while since I've watched a cartoon. To be watching this film yesterday, I think it can be considered a &lt;i&gt;'once in a blue moon'&lt;/i&gt; occasion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next movie I watched was &lt;b&gt;Hachiko: A dog's tale&lt;/b&gt;. While I was watching this film, the first thought that flashed into my mind was, "Why didn't I watch this earlier?!" It was bitter-sweet, touching and tear-jerking. It is based on a true story, which depicts the story between a professor's bond with an Akito dog in Japan. According to the history of Japan, an Akito dog is supposedly a kind of royal companion. Fascinating indeed. But that isn't all, of course. The part that could break your heart most is when this loyal dog waited 9 years for his owner, even though he was already deceased. Isn't it sad, yet sweet and admirable at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tempting to get myself a dog for a pet too, but then again, pets have a relatively short lifespan... I don't think I'll be able to bear the pain when they are gone. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-9004380110807910227?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/9004380110807910227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=9004380110807910227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/9004380110807910227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/9004380110807910227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_24.html' title='아잉~!'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-7694088864845438164</id><published>2011-10-23T09:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T10:12:42.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>sing a happy song</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/the-smurfs-movie-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;    &lt;img style="padding:5px;border:1px solid #EDEDED;" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/vampiressuck.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realised I didn't do an update on the movies which I've watched and so, here are some of the more significant ones! &lt;b&gt;The Smurfs Movie!&lt;/b&gt; It's a pretty good animation movie and I think I've said this before but I'll still say it again, &lt;i&gt;I LOVE ANIMATION MOVIES. ♥&lt;/i&gt; So anyway, &lt;b&gt;Katy Perry&lt;/b&gt; voiced as &lt;b&gt;Smurfette&lt;/b&gt;, the only girl in the smurf world. Each and every one of the smurfs is named after their personality, for example, &lt;b&gt;Grumpy&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Clumsy&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Papa Smurf&lt;/b&gt;. All the smurfs are so adorable yeah. Blue little beings. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vampires Suck movie!&lt;/b&gt; K I know this movie was made to sort of humiliate &lt;b&gt;The Twilight Saga&lt;/b&gt;, and some other hollywood stars, but I shan't deny that it made me laugh hard. &lt;i&gt;Wayyyyy too hard.&lt;/i&gt; Gosh even the ending was hilarious but I think it wasn't such a flop though. You can still have a pretty good laugh over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I'm kind of in a dilemma now. I've no idea what's the next movie I should watch and I'm stuck between so many potential movies. HEHE but that's not the point, right? I shall just see what fate will bring me and I do hope that the movie production world will continue to bring us many more great movies to come! xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-7694088864845438164?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7694088864845438164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=7694088864845438164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7694088864845438164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7694088864845438164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/10/sing-happy-song.html' title='sing a happy song'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-549292574801970375</id><published>2011-10-22T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T22:10:12.017+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings'/><title type='text'>몰라요</title><content type='html'>One of most important things I've learnt over the years is that it's so much easier to say &lt;i&gt;'I don't know'&lt;/i&gt; instead of anything at all. For example, when someone asks you whether you're happy or not, you answer with 'I don't know'. Likewise, when someone asks if something's wrong, you answer with 'I don't know'. Or the most common scenario of all is when someone asks whether you're fine and once again, you answer with 'I don't know'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you would deem me as a coward, because this is an act of running away from reality. Truthfully, yes, I do this so often I can't even differentiate if I'm saying a truth or a lie anymore. I say 'I don't know' not because I really don't know, but because sometimes, things are better left unsaid. But I've learnt that even when you try to mask it, cover it or seal it, you'll always know what's hidden beneath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You can't run away from things that you can't run away from.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you don't say anything not because you don't care. It's because you care so much that you reach a point where you honestly don't know what to say anymore. Sometimes, you pretend you don't know anything not because you really don't know, but because it's simpler that way, not knowing anything. Sometimes, you say 'I'm fine', the most easy lie of all, not because you are really all right, but because you can't let yourself appear weak in front of others whom you don't wish to know you aren't as strong as they thought you are. You lie, for the sheer sake of lying, in hope that others will never uncover the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because out of the blue, I feel so tired that I don't know if I could pretend anymore, I wonder if I could still continue to lie my way through. That day when I was crying in the washroom, I thought of myself pretending to be strong, and I told myself, when I'm all alone, it's okay to let my guard down and surrender myself to the grief of my soul. &lt;b&gt;It's okay not to be okay. &lt;/b&gt; I don't have to pretend in front of myself. I don't have to. Silly me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-549292574801970375?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/549292574801970375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=549292574801970375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/549292574801970375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/549292574801970375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_22.html' title='몰라요'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-490581460482757305</id><published>2011-10-19T16:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T17:02:31.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>Girls bring the boys out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="284" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6pA_Tou-DPI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:25px trebuchet ms;letter-spacing:2px;color:#EEA9B8;"&gt;My most precious girls ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a long time since I've spazzed and I shall just do it right now hahaha. So excited because it has been exactly one year since the last &lt;b&gt;'Hoot'&lt;/b&gt; comeback. My girls are now officially back yeah!~ Can't wait for them to perform on the stage with their new song, &lt;b&gt;'THE BOYS'&lt;/b&gt;. Several weeks ago when SM first announced their comeback and that Teddy Riley is going to be their overall producer, I was worried. I wanted this comeback to be a mega hit. I'm sure all sones wanted it too. So here we are now, with their new song, with their new MVs, both Korean and English versions. &lt;i&gt;OMGICAN'TBREATHE...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at them and their concept photos, with all heart, I feel so proud. Proud of &lt;b&gt;Taeng&lt;/b&gt;, who is kid leader no more. Proud of &lt;b&gt;Sooyoung&lt;/b&gt;, the one who inspires me so much and will always remain as my no.1 bias. Proud of &lt;b&gt;Fany&lt;/b&gt;, the girl with one of the most gorgeous eye-smile ever. Proud of &lt;b&gt;Sica&lt;/b&gt;, because she proves everyone wrong, always. Proud of &lt;b&gt;Yoona&lt;/b&gt;, the girl who appeared the most often in THE BOYS and is as gorgeous as ever. Proud of &lt;b&gt;Yuri&lt;/b&gt;, the black pearl girl who's always so full of kkab-ness, and is always cheerful and funny. Proud of &lt;b&gt;Sunny&lt;/b&gt;, because her aeygo never fails to make me laugh the most. Proud of &lt;b&gt;Hyoyeon&lt;/b&gt;, the powerful dancing queen who makes everyone goes 'WOAHHH' just by seeing her dance. Proud of &lt;b&gt;Seohyun&lt;/b&gt;, who has matured and grown so much and is just as lovely as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 9 girls... I'm so proud, so proud of them. &lt;b&gt;소녀시대 대박!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-490581460482757305?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/490581460482757305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=490581460482757305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/490581460482757305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/490581460482757305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/10/girls-bring-boys-out.html' title='Girls bring the boys out!'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6pA_Tou-DPI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-5192276420942717406</id><published>2011-10-14T14:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T14:59:26.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jodi picoult'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>sing you home</title><content type='html'>→ First time trying out the new blogger interface!&amp;nbsp;Feeling like a total newbie now &lt;i&gt;(but I kind of like it!)&lt;/i&gt; but it seems neater and fresher and much cooler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Anyway, a big &lt;b&gt;'HI'&lt;/b&gt; to everyone! Guess what! Year-end exams have finally ended and even though my heart is filled with fear and dread because I honestly can't believe that I'm going to be a Secondary 4 student next year. BLIMEY. Even the term sounds foreign and weird to me. I think I'll need some time to adjust... but just thinking about how time flew past so quickly this year scares me to the core. &lt;i&gt;How do I even stop time?&lt;/i&gt;On a side note, I bought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i54.tinypic.com/106hr3a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;'Sing You Home' by Jodi Picoult!&lt;/b&gt; Well, truthfully, I've ever wanted this books and many more of hers because the way she writes is really wonderful. Also, her story line is always well-developed and deeply engaging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think I'm getting sick of this skin since I think I've used it for quite a while now? Maybe it's time for a change. Stay tuned. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-5192276420942717406?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/5192276420942717406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=5192276420942717406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/5192276420942717406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/5192276420942717406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/10/sing-you-home.html' title='sing you home'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i54.tinypic.com/106hr3a_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-908709255146896263</id><published>2011-10-11T11:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T12:24:36.938+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings'/><title type='text'>The Vulture's story</title><content type='html'>Just came across an excerpt today during my Chinese examination paper. Here's the story that's bound to break your heart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　凯文·卡特是一位杰出的南非新闻摄影家。&lt;br /&gt;　　1993年，为拍摄遍地饿殍的苏丹叛乱活动，凯文·卡特赶到北部边境。在伊阿德村旁一片灌木丛边，他听到一声微弱的哭泣。停下脚步，屏住呼吸，侧耳倾听。这时，凯文·卡特发现一个黑人小女孩。小女孩十分瘦弱，瘦弱得双腿几乎不能支撑她的身体。黑色孩子在黑色大地上艰难爬行。静止像一块黑泥土，蠕动像一只黑蜥蜴。动亦黑，静亦黑，黑孩子的灵魂几乎染黑非洲的阳光和风。&lt;br /&gt;　　凯文·卡特选好角度预备拍照。这时，远处飞来一只鹰。鹰在距离小女孩大约二十米的地方落下，凶狠阴险地觊觎着孩子，准备适时撕碎她。&lt;br /&gt;　　凯文·卡特拍下这个黑色的惨烈。&lt;br /&gt;　　赶走鹰，目送孩子远去。之后，凯文·卡特拥抱一棵大树号啕恸哭。&lt;br /&gt;　　这张照片获得1994年普利策新闻摄影奖。&lt;br /&gt;　　凯文·卡特走上领奖台。就在接过那尊奠定事业成就的金杯之一瞬，他突然想到照片中的小女孩。几乎同时，他仿佛听到全世界都发出雷鸣般的质问：那个小女孩呢？&lt;br /&gt;　　赶回非洲，赶回伊阿德村边那片灌木丛——可是，除了黑色的记忆，那里还能留下什么呢？&lt;br /&gt;　　遍寻孩子未果，凯文·卡特在他拥抱的大树下自杀了。&lt;br /&gt;　　他负疚没有拯救孩子。他愧怍艺术的荣誉来自欣赏苦难。&lt;br /&gt;　　那一天是1994年7月27日。&lt;br /&gt;　　卡特33岁。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Chinese-illiterate, perhaps if you're interested, I do suggest you try google-ing &lt;b&gt;'Kevin Carter'&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a devastatingly heart-wrenching story. I, myself, have seen the photo which he took which depicts death several times. However, before today, I didn't think such a scene could have a story behind it. I just didn't care enough to find out. Sadly, we humans are the most selfish beings of the lot. We hardly bother about the things that would not affect us. We hardly even care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only a thin line between life and death. &lt;i&gt; And, human life is as fragile as glass.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-908709255146896263?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/908709255146896263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=908709255146896263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/908709255146896263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/908709255146896263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/10/vultures-story.html' title='The Vulture&apos;s story'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-3146500097552032432</id><published>2011-10-07T17:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T17:45:09.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>나는 정말 바보</title><content type='html'>See the title? Yes, I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently in the midst of examinations. It's the last final straw. Stress is piling up within me, even though it hasn't reach a peak. Did I mention how tired I am? I probably did. &lt;b&gt;4 papers down&lt;/b&gt;, including Emaths Paper 1, Social Studies, Chemistry and Elective Geography. I can't say I'm confident for any one of the subjects because I'm honestly not. It dawned upon me today that I might have just pretty much screwed up Chemistry and Emaths. The worst thing of all is, I DID STUDY. I started revising since September holidays. Ifuckingdid. Things just didn't go well for me when I was doing the papers. Gah seriously. So sick of all the disappointment which I've suffered and I really did made a effort to change things, but still... I teared up yesterday while studying because I was so afraid of today's papers. It turned out that I'm right. Chemistry was just simply tough. It pains me to know that I may just end up doing badly for it because Chemistry is considered one of my better subjects. I hate all the stupid, brainless teachers who put Chem and Geog together on the same day because Geog is so content-heavy I don't have enough time for Chemistry. Maybe if I had spent more time on Chem than Geog, I would be saved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shit this. Shit the world.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling so horrible about myself now I can't describe how I'm feeling now. Even so, I still hope that I will do well  for the rest of the papers. Should I believe in miracles at all? For now, I shall just hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry I'm making use of this blog to vent my frustrations. I promise things will be better after I've found back my old self. ㅂ ㅂ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-3146500097552032432?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3146500097552032432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=3146500097552032432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3146500097552032432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3146500097552032432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='나는 정말 바보'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-7051732885062723735</id><published>2011-09-29T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T22:27:49.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings'/><title type='text'>Set fire to the rain.</title><content type='html'>I've been awfully tired every single day. I cry so easily these days that it's scaring me. Someone ask me, "Why do you look so sad?" As expected of me, I faked a smile. I didn't want to admit anything. I just didn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I've lost all my smiles in me. Even when I laugh, I listen to the sound of my laughter, and sadly to say, it seems weak to me. I heard things that I didn't exactly want to hear today. I didn't want to know anything between people. Those stories which &lt;i&gt;she&lt;/i&gt; related to me make my head spin. I just didnt know what to say. I'm no good with comforting words, and I honestly don't know who need them more. Me? Or her? When I returned back home, my mind was still so burdened with the previous conversation I had with her. I developed a slight headache and up till now, it's still hurting. So I just had to find somewhere to vent my frustrations because it's, practically killing me inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are all so complicated. That is all I can say. I miss the times when we were still young, naive and so innocent then, we didn't have to think so much about anything in particular at all other than just fun. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm definitely not lying about the fact that I'm tired and such, because I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; 'Sometimes being just you makes you wanna die.'&lt;/b&gt; So true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-7051732885062723735?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7051732885062723735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=7051732885062723735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7051732885062723735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7051732885062723735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/09/set-fire-to-rain.html' title='Set fire to the rain.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-2457276605045396377</id><published>2011-09-24T23:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T00:12:58.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings'/><title type='text'>Whimsical thoughts.</title><content type='html'>I did not forsee myself typing out this today. Things just turned out this way. It seems as though there's an invisible force driving me, and words instantly formed in my mind, etched deeply like a scene engraved on a piece of crystal-clear glass. There won't be a clean-cut topic discussed today. Instead, I'll just be sharing some of my thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are a failure in life.&lt;/i&gt; Funny how this sentence rings a bell within me. I definitely won't forget. Someone explicitly singled me out and said this to me, just not face-to-face. Sadly, it holds some sense in me. I reckon it's true, isn't it? Life isn't all perfect and wonderful. You're bound to face flaws and obstacles as you wander around, struggling to find the right direction in your life. Even so, is there such a thing called 'destiny'? And if there is, who is going to be the one to decide that for you? Heaven? This will forever remain as an ambiguous question, wouldn't it? What's a failure then? Someone who fails to live up to expectations? Or simply just someone who can never ever make it right in life? If what I mentioned is true, then perhaps I am the latter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not deny it. The fact that I've actually learnt piano for a while and quitted it even before I make it to grade X, but only then I realised how much I'm missing out. I let my once-in-a-lifetime opportunity slip away like an eel. The reason why I said it's a rare chance because even if you can always learn the skills as you like it, it takes a prodigy to master everything. The crucial stage when you are still a kid really plays an important role if you're dying to become a musician. Of course, I'm not that ambitious to be aiming to be a top-notch pianist. After all, I'm a nobody, right? I know my place well enough, even if it stings to even admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also another thing which has  been troubling me. The fact that I've always been fond of art, and how I used to be so passionate about seeing the characters which I drew come to life has always haunted me. It's an indescribable feeling. My eyes glittering with triump; the satisfaction you get after every 'successful' artpiece, which you label them as 'masterpieces'. Perhaps you'll start by saying how silly I am, and maybe a handful of you might even suggest that 'an artist can only earn a few pennies, at the most'. I mean, look at Van Gorgh, and Piccasio, their artworks only became priceless when they left the world. I can never be like them. Call me a coward but I think I can never be able to sacrifice myself just for the love of art. Then again, maybe that's what makes me. That is probably why I am myself and not either of them, only because I'm ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I don't make sense at all, but then again, what does? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting a wee bit of that especially queer, peculiar feeling now. It totally makes me want to do something eccentric. Obviously I won't but seriously, I feel like laying on a vast open patch of grass with a nice little hill to top it off, and lay on it all night, just gazing at the stars. I wouldn't mind if I'm alone, because I might actually be rather thankful for the tranquility of the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wanna leave this place so badly it makes me wanna die... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-2457276605045396377?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/2457276605045396377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=2457276605045396377&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/2457276605045396377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/2457276605045396377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/09/whimsical-thoughts.html' title='Whimsical thoughts.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-8152653811141499046</id><published>2011-09-23T15:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T16:09:21.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Key'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyoyeon'/><title type='text'>electricity</title><content type='html'>Before I forget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/shineekey-01.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;생일축하해, 김기범! &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, 키!&lt;/b&gt; Hehehe forever a gorgeous boy. You're truly one of the cutest guys on earth if 이태민 doesn't exist. Just kidding, SHINee should stay forever like this, 5 shining guys always together. Really love it when you dance the various girl groups' dance with such dexterity and agility. You never fail to get me impressed. AMAZING BOY, ALWAYS. WHEE 사랑해요 ~ ♥&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/snsdhyoyeon-03.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;생일축하해,  김효연! &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY LOVELY DANCING QUEEN!&lt;/b&gt; (even though it's one day late) You're always so amazing. Soshi is nothing without you. You make up an important part in 소녀시대, and you're really awesome. Even though you may not be among my biases, but still, YOU MEAN A LOT TO ME AND TO SONES. Can't wait for 4th October hehe. That's when all the queens will dominate the stage. Waiting for your comeback soon! 사랑해요 ~ ♥&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been quite a pleasant day. The battle has finally started yeah! We had &lt;b&gt;English &amp;amp; Chinese Paper 1&lt;/b&gt; today. Surprisingly, my hands didn't ache after writing so much, which is obviously a blissful thing since it hurt like hell the previous time. During our break, &lt;b&gt;Eunice&lt;/b&gt; and I went to the Sky Garden and studied there. I love the place a lot. It's really quiet and peaceful. However though, &lt;b&gt;Zihui&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Yeewai&lt;/b&gt; came to disturb our peace. :( I'm actually just being mean hahah. So we chatted and went through over with our notes. Then Yeewai asked me to tie her hair into 2 ponytails, so I agreed. Later, she asked, "Can I trust you?", to which I answered, "Of course you can." The truth was, though, I had actually helped her the other time and tied scorpion plaits for her, but it turned out screwed. In fact, it resembled more like a "tumour" and I'm not kidding. I guess everyone knows that I'm actually a BIG FAIL in tying hair, but I really think all I need is practice. After all, they always say, "practice makes perfect", right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I went home with &lt;b&gt;Kaixin, Sophia and Jolene&lt;/b&gt;. I bought waffles because I was kind of hungry. We boarded the bus, which was pretty crowded, and later, the train, which was pretty empty. I love empty trains because I'm so tired of squeezing with other people. The fact that today actually seemed quite peaceful pleased me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-8152653811141499046?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8152653811141499046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=8152653811141499046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8152653811141499046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8152653811141499046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/09/electricity.html' title='electricity'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-7149876366531789767</id><published>2011-09-20T20:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T22:11:42.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dramas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U-Kiss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lee Seung Gi'/><title type='text'>The past is the past is the past.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;안녕하세요~ ㅋㅋㅋ 나 는 정말 미안합니다! ㅠㅠ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a while since I've posted. Pardon me for my infrequent blog posts, dear readers. Actually, I've always wondered who will read my blog and who has been reading it... It's an intriguing question which has always been lingering in my mind since, (maybe) forever? My life now revolves around the same routine and forgive me, but I'm going to bore you into telling you what this particular 'cycle' (if I may call it) consists of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;weekdays -&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wake up at 5.45am&lt;br /&gt;2. Prepare myself &amp;amp; leave house at 6.25am&lt;br /&gt;3. Reach school at around 7am&lt;br /&gt;4. School school school till afternoon&lt;br /&gt;5. Reach home at around 4pm&lt;br /&gt;6. Homework, pack bag&lt;br /&gt;7. Start studying by 4.30pm&lt;br /&gt;8. 7pm- &lt;b&gt;SHINING INHERITANCE&lt;/b&gt; (omo seunggi! ~)&lt;br /&gt;9. 8pm- continue studying or... Maybe continue watching TV&lt;br /&gt;10. Sleep at 10pm /plus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't my schedule look awfully boring and tedious and totally absurd to you??? But then again, this is how I'm living my life now... &lt;i&gt;*bang wall*&lt;/i&gt; I can't believe that I'm turning into, let's just put it simply, A ZOMBIE. GOSH NO FUCKING WAY. The problem here is, I'm not even hating it. In fact, I'm actually starting to believe that by doing this, I'll get wiser day by day and I'll have no regrets. Oh dear me... Look what I've done. Look how I'm changing. Look who I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, no. I don't even know who, or &lt;i&gt;what&lt;/i&gt; I am exactly. It's killing me, well, literally. My soul is deprived. Lack of fun &amp;amp; mostly life. I swear, after EOYs, I'm gonna have a whale of time. I'm gonna have so much fun that it sure is gonna hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, my &lt;b&gt;UKISS&lt;/b&gt; boys are making me feel miserable inside out. Everytime &lt;b&gt;Kevin/Soohyun/Kisseop/Dongho/Eli&lt;/b&gt; tweets about asking 키스미 to get a no.1 position in the charts/shows, I feel utterly guilty because I can't do anything to help them and it's so freaking unfair. THEY WORKED SO HARD. I can't even imagine how much pressure they're facing now. I can't even. Sigh I really wish the best for them, because they are really awesome boys. I'm so sorry, boys, but I hope you'll continue working hard. 화이팅~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-7149876366531789767?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7149876366531789767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=7149876366531789767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7149876366531789767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7149876366531789767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/09/past-is-past-is-past.html' title='The past is the past is the past.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-1424265315858146571</id><published>2011-09-11T09:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T12:48:33.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>à la folie</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/harrypotter-05.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 15px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: italic 9px georgia; LETTER-SPACING: 1px;color:#8b7d6b;"&gt;“Gone. The saddest word in the language. In any language.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 14px georgia; LETTER-SPACING: 3px;color:#cdc0b0;"&gt;—  Mark Slouka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With barely less than 24 hours away to mark the start of a new school term, I'm experiencing the familiar feeling of remorse, which usually fills me at the end of every holidays. To be honest, before the holidays started, I made a lot of promises to myself, most of which I'd never fulfilled. Sounds pathetic, isn't it? &lt;i&gt;'Don't make promises when you know you can't do it.'&lt;/i&gt; I believed myself though. I thought, I could. I guess circumstances turned out this way and I know, in my own sub-conscious mind, I know myself enough to know that I can never do it. Sadly enough, I proved myself right again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mixed feelings...) &lt;i&gt;How I wish I'd done much more this holidays.&lt;/i&gt; How I wish holidays can be longer. One week sounds stingy to me. Even a month doesn't satisfy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this new term, I reckon it will be taxing since we're having our End-of-Year examinations several weeks later. I'll have to work harder, study smarter and not disappoint again. I'm so sick of letting my parents down and not living up to expectations. Worst of all, I'm tired of disappointing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, after my EOYS, it'll mean that 2011 is coming to a close. This also implies that 2012 is arriving, which also means 'dooms day' is looming! Honestly, I've never believed much of the 2012 phenomenon which others are continually harping about. I've always referred it to &lt;b&gt;lies&lt;/b&gt; which are conjured up by a few pessimists who have never believed much in life. This is one of my own most ingenuous confessions, so don't go around hating just for the statement which I've made. If you are still hating, you gravely need to grow up and start maturing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall end it here with &lt;b&gt;'If you ever come back'&lt;/b&gt; by The Script for now! xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="311" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SLJqJ6BDPnQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-1424265315858146571?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/1424265315858146571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=1424265315858146571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1424265315858146571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1424265315858146571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/09/la-folie.html' title='à la folie'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/SLJqJ6BDPnQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-3525496984816591723</id><published>2011-09-07T15:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T14:01:22.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nichkhun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victoria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we got married'/><title type='text'>step it up</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.tinypic.com/287k977.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green Tea/Original Cheesecake bars from &lt;b&gt;The Icing Room&lt;/b&gt;! Just ate lunch at &lt;b&gt;BK&lt;/b&gt; and feeling freaking full now. Oops I'm digressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:25px trebuchet ms;letter-spacing:2px;color:#CD919E;"&gt;khuntoria fans →&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you guys are feeling horrible like me now. Yes, I expected them to end soon. It is inevitable. But still, seeing &lt;b&gt;Khun&lt;/b&gt;'s tweets yesterday on twitter almost jerk up my tears. Here's what he wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Some are relieved, some are sad, some are furious, and some are just thankful for the good laughters and smiles every saturday evening. We all knew all along that at some point this was going to end, but the good memories and friendship will never die. I am but thankful for all the support we've received for over a year and 3 months. We only hope that what will last are all the good memories. Thank you for all your love and support.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes &lt;b&gt;Khun&lt;/b&gt;. Khuntoria will live forever in our hearts and we'll continue to support the both of you in your individual groups, &lt;b&gt;2PM&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;f(x)&lt;/b&gt; forever. Thank you for working together so compatibly and giving the audience such a good show. &lt;b&gt;WGM&lt;/b&gt; will be so empty without you two now... Continue fighting!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happy thing for now, though, is that &lt;b&gt;Sooyoung&lt;/b&gt; was released from the hospital yesterday! I hope she's recovering well now. I really need her to be fine because &lt;b&gt;SNSD&lt;/b&gt; without her is just not the POWER OF NINE. I need her to be back with the rest of Soshi so that their comeback will go smoothly. 화이팅 언니! ㅋㅋㅋ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:25px trebuchet ms;letter-spacing:2px;color:#CD919E;"&gt;yesterday →&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese remedial was yesterday and it was a total waste of time. However, my mood was instantly lightened because I went with &lt;b&gt;YY&lt;/b&gt; to &lt;b&gt;Koi&lt;/b&gt; to buy Green Tea Macchiato! Heh I think I first liked the taste when &lt;b&gt;Clarice&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Jasmine&lt;/b&gt; introduced to me the previous time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.tinypic.com/m8elb6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i51.tinypic.com/2a9qqhl.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty good books which I've read over the past few days! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-3525496984816591723?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3525496984816591723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=3525496984816591723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3525496984816591723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3525496984816591723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/09/step-it-up.html' title='step it up'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i55.tinypic.com/287k977_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-3421751432171246899</id><published>2011-09-02T07:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T07:44:34.937+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>look what you've done</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/GGmaf.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NHGG! ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:25px trebuchet ms;letter-spacing:2px;color:#8FBC8F;"&gt;Mid-Autumn Festival! →&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back till late at night at around 9pm +. We were dismissed early for the day to prepare our booth. THANK YOU SO MUCH to those who've supported NHGG sales! After my duty shift, &lt;b&gt;Zihui&lt;/b&gt; and I met up with &lt;b&gt;202 people&lt;/b&gt; to visit the haunted house! Initially, we didn't know which one to go since there were 3(?) But we decided on 202's haunted house because it brought back memories. HELL, it wasn't scary at all. The horror movies we watched while waiting for our turns were more scary than the haunted house. Still, the happiest moments were shared with this gang of people. &lt;i&gt;I MISS THEM SO MUCH.&lt;/i&gt; Miss laughing with them and reviving past memories. Home-ed with 202 peeps too. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:25px trebuchet ms;letter-spacing:2px;color:#8FBC8F;"&gt;Teachers' Day Celebration 2011 →&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/charmaineme-02.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/charmaineme-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charmaine and me! ♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to RPS with &lt;b&gt;Jialin&lt;/b&gt;! Many people also went back hahaha. A lot of them commented on how different I look now. Honestly? I didn't realise how I've changed at all. I've always thought that I'm more or less the same. Perhaps I'm too used to seeing my present self now that I've lost sight of my old self... Met up with &lt;b&gt;Charmaine&lt;/b&gt;! Chatted with &lt;b&gt;Mr Loo&lt;/b&gt; for a while. &lt;i&gt;(I MISS MR LOO HE'S THE BEST TEACHER I'VE EVER HAD)&lt;/i&gt; Then we didn't want to go home straight after that so &lt;b&gt;Charmaine&lt;/b&gt; went to JP with me. We ate at MOS + took lots of pictures + walked around and most importantly, we talked a lot. I really miss her. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:25px trebuchet ms;letter-spacing:2px;color:#8FBC8F;"&gt;SCRUMP on Tuesday, 30 August'11 →&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/scrump-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late birthday gift from bro! THANKS SO MUCH I TOTALLY LOVE IT &lt;i&gt;(it's so huge and fluffy that I can die!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-3421751432171246899?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3421751432171246899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=3421751432171246899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3421751432171246899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3421751432171246899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/09/look-what-youve-done.html' title='look what you&apos;ve done'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-164740562433172465</id><published>2011-08-28T08:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T09:04:47.865+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokwon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>The art of racing in the rain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.tinypic.com/2qung9z.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read this book yesterday. &lt;b&gt;'The art of racing in the rain'&lt;/b&gt; by Garth Stein. The reason why I chose to borrow this book was, firstly, the story revolves around a dog. This made me recall another book titled &lt;b&gt;'Marley and Me'&lt;/b&gt;. I do adore dogs, though not the aggressive ones, preferably the softer ones. Secondly, Jodi Picoult gave her praise for this book, which was more than enough for me to quickly snatch it away from the shelf since I have always been an avid fan of her books. This book is... well, pretty funny, with several touching/sweet moments. Sadly, though, because I kept trying to speed-read, I didn't manage to read it thoroughly. I did it almost in a flash. My biggest regret is to not slowly enjoy every moment of the book. Still, I can say that this is a remarkably good book, therefore I'm recommending it to every single one of you! xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/IMG_0125.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;생일 축하합니다 조권오빠! ♥&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Kwonnie, you're forever filled with your kkap-ness hahaha. You always do hilarious things, but you're always cool and adorable to me. I really miss you on stage and on &lt;b&gt;WGM&lt;/b&gt;. Life doesn't feel right not seeing &lt;b&gt;2AM&lt;/b&gt; frequently now. You guys need to comeback soon! Please stay healthy and eat well. 권아 사랑해요!! &amp;lt;3&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-164740562433172465?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/164740562433172465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=164740562433172465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/164740562433172465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/164740562433172465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/08/art-of-racing-in-rain.html' title='The art of racing in the rain.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i54.tinypic.com/2qung9z_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-6644578221698613358</id><published>2011-08-27T08:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T08:58:34.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>I smell rain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/2w3w7pi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a follow-up post on Clannad from my previous one, &lt;b&gt;'Dango Dango Dango big family'.&lt;/b&gt; YEPPP here to announce that I've completed the whole 2 seasons of Clannad, &lt;b&gt;Clannad &amp;amp; Clannad After Story&lt;/b&gt;. You don't have to hear my non-stop ramblings on the anime, so I'm here to share with you some of the tear-jerking moments which can simply break your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="405" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xdDpO2MN9wI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This scene is priceless. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="311" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xwlRyKhpf7Q" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This scene is golden.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="405" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hER9gT6-K8o" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*sobs*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clannad&lt;/b&gt; has made it into my list of 'favourite animes' hahaha. It's so absolutely wonderful. It's a &lt;i&gt;MUST-WATCH&lt;/i&gt; even though you may end up running out of tears from all the touching moments inside. Don't worry, I can pass you tissue papers for it. &lt;i&gt;*evil smile*&lt;/i&gt; Nevertheless, there are comedic scenes inside too. SO HERE'S THE MOST EPIC/HILARIOUS ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="405" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1snbTugwCJQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomoya: If there's something that you wish for, I can buy it for you!&lt;br /&gt;Nagisa: A baby.&lt;br /&gt;-awkward silence-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;LAUGH MY ASS OFF.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-6644578221698613358?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/6644578221698613358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=6644578221698613358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/6644578221698613358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/6644578221698613358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-smell-rain.html' title='I smell rain.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/2w3w7pi_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-2791081457701749028</id><published>2011-08-26T17:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T17:37:55.903+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>dango dango dango big family</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="311" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/P-zhIImKP5k" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:25px trebuchet ms;font-weight:bold;letter-spacing:2px;color:#8FBC8F;"&gt;CLANNAD! ♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Been watching this anime recently. Currently watching &lt;b&gt;Clannad After Story (season 2)&lt;/b&gt;. Cried about 4 times so far, each time purely because I was so touched. &lt;b&gt;Tomaya&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Nagisa&lt;/b&gt; are really the cutest couple ever. I love them loads, so much that it breaks my heart knowing what will happen to them next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;→ SPOILER ALERT!&lt;/i&gt; ( Heard that Nagisa will die when giving birth to their child but something will happen next... ) SIGH MEHHH NOOO. :( Then Tomaya will end up with depression but I still haven't get the full story yet. So finish watching before telling you guys, all right? I guess I can go on forever telling you how awesome and adorable Tomoya is, and how Nagisa is so lovely and kind and caring towards Tomoya but sadly, she has a tough life. But I'm definitely not going to do that now. Shall elaborate more on &lt;b&gt;CLANNAD&lt;/b&gt; after I've completed the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just went out with &lt;b&gt;Weiting&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Zihui&lt;/b&gt; for lunch at a nice little western stall at a coffee shop near school. I honestly think it's value-for-money and filling! THANKS BITCH FOR RECOMMENDING HAHAHA. Then after, we went to &lt;b&gt;Clementi Mall&lt;/b&gt; where Zihui bought YAMI YOGHURT and we walked around. It was fun but at last, we visited the library because Zihui had to borrow some books on Nepal. She's one of the selected lucky ones who are given the opportunity for this overseas trip. HEHE CONGRATS. Have fun &amp;amp; be safe! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending this post with &lt;b&gt;Dango Daikazoku&lt;/b&gt;, the ending song for &lt;b&gt;Clannad: season 1&lt;/b&gt;! (≧◡≦)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="311" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/x4k6HWcf6jM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-2791081457701749028?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/2791081457701749028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=2791081457701749028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/2791081457701749028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/2791081457701749028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/08/dango-dango-dango-big-family.html' title='dango dango dango big family'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/P-zhIImKP5k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-1206397850619851593</id><published>2011-08-21T07:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T20:10:25.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>Angel beats!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/angelbeats.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished watching &lt;b&gt;Angel beats&lt;/b&gt; within a day! (actually I cheated because I've long watched the 1st episode hehe). It's really so damn awesome; it triggers all your emotions and I can't help feeling the hollowness deep inside yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;b&gt;Otonashi&lt;/b&gt; met a train accident and was trapped with some other passengers, he took care of all of them with his medical knowledge. He was supposedly on his way to take the entrance exam because he wanted to be a doctor so that he can help others. He wanted to carry on his sister's will of living. During the 7th day when they were still stuck inside the tunnel, he took out a card and circled all the organs which he wanted to donate after he died. He told the others that he could be of use to others, and they starting taking out their own cards and did the same. Then all of a sudden, light entered the tunnel. There were people who were going to save them. But at the moment, he has already passed away. He was a hero in life, and in the dead. He helped others to fulfil their dreams and pass on peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="405" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4JfJuCoNo-Y" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/angelbeats-03.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;b&gt;Yui&lt;/b&gt; said one of her wishes was to get married, he hesitated a while and &lt;b&gt;Hinata&lt;/b&gt; showed up, declaring that he will marry her. &lt;b&gt;Yui&lt;/b&gt; said she wouldn't be able to walk or even stand because she was paralysed due to the car accident. &lt;b&gt;Hinata&lt;/b&gt; said he doesn't care. He said, &lt;b&gt;"It doesn't matter if you can't walk, stand or even have children, I'll still marry you. Whoever you become, I'll still fall in love with you."&lt;/b&gt; He will take care of her, he will love her. Forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/angelbeats-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried then, for that scene. Tears started welling in my eyes, and they just fell uncontrollably. I was thinking, &lt;i&gt;'Why can't guys like these exist in real life?'&lt;/i&gt;. Someone like &lt;b&gt;Otonashi&lt;/b&gt;. Someone like &lt;b&gt;Hinata&lt;/b&gt;. I was so touched because they were so inspiring, so strong and so brave. Heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;b&gt;Angel Beats! (エンジェルビーツ!)&lt;/b&gt; for making me cry and laugh so much.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making me realise the importance of living. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for letting me know the somewhere, somebody is experiencing the same pain as you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Make the best out of life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-1206397850619851593?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/1206397850619851593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=1206397850619851593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1206397850619851593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1206397850619851593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/08/angel-beats.html' title='Angel beats!'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4JfJuCoNo-Y/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-1934833704758249420</id><published>2011-08-20T07:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T09:08:16.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokwon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Key'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHINee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nichkhun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2pm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2am'/><title type='text'>Like a fool</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, I was watching videos to relieve stress! Mostly fancams/parodies. This week I was having my CTs. Fortunately, it's all over now! But there is still not much time till &lt;b&gt;EOYS&lt;/b&gt;. Sighhh &lt;i&gt;#sosickofstudying&lt;/i&gt;. For now, here are some videos that are &lt;i&gt;REALLYREALLYREALLY&lt;/i&gt; precious to me. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="311" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/J4lKVWy87jE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This boyyy means so much. &lt;b&gt;(♡)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="405" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VdRJDQ-KFYc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most epic (IMO) SHINee's parodies at all time, featuring &lt;b&gt;Beethoven Virus&lt;/b&gt;. 키키키키키키!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="405" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nEgqXIl8QqU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another parody featuring &lt;b&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/b&gt; by SHINee! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="311" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LOqcheOYMas" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, we have &lt;b&gt;'GEE'&lt;/b&gt;. Look out for familiar faces lmao. &lt;b&gt;KHUN. KWON. KEY.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you guys can see, these are all &lt;b&gt;SHINee's&lt;/b&gt; videos. These boys are so precious, especially &lt;b&gt;이태민&lt;/b&gt;. He means so much to me more than you'll ever know. Thank you boys, for letting me know that the world isn't ugly at all. In fact, it can be beautiful as long as we look in the bright side. &lt;i&gt;And the bright side just happens to be them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think it's silly to be fangirl-ing over idols. I'm wondering if it'll cross to me maybe, 10 years down the road, will I deem it as 'silly' too? I keep thinking, perhaps by then, I'll probably think of it as a waste of time. But what matters now is that, I really feel for them. I relate to them. I love them, not just for their glory side, but also when they break down and cry. Whenever any of my idols start tearing up, tears start welling in my eyes too. This just happen to be a natural reaction. As I said, &lt;i&gt;they mean so much to me more than you'll ever know&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now, I guess, what matters most is now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-1934833704758249420?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/1934833704758249420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=1934833704758249420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1934833704758249420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1934833704758249420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/08/like-fool.html' title='Like a fool'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/J4lKVWy87jE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-1371363623014980159</id><published>2011-08-14T14:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T15:21:06.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl guides'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>they say there's no happy love</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is the start of my examination week! Was intending to post next week rather than now but I guess... I can't resist. These days, I've been so tired of studying and studying and just studying. I can't deny, I feel like giving up sometimes. Life sucks when you have no directions in life and all you could think of now is to go with the flow. &lt;i&gt;SERIOUSLYSUCKSTOBEME.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, my CCA teacher-in-charge gave us this slip of paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/inspiring-01-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's meaningful, yeah? But still, life is utterly meaningless when you don't know what your existence is for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting this aside, NHGG is holding this &lt;b&gt;NHGG Pyssla Sales 2011&lt;/b&gt; during &lt;b&gt;Mid-Autumn festival&lt;/b&gt;. Currently, we are accepting orders and here are some designs I would like to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/midautumnsale-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/midautumnsale-02.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/midautumnsale-03.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/midautumnsale-04.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't see clearly due to the poor image quality &lt;i&gt;(my bad, sorry!)&lt;/i&gt;, these are (starting from the top): &lt;b&gt;Angry bird(!), Domo, Tumblr sign, Facebook sign&lt;/b&gt;. Can't believe that my people, both teachers and students, are actually showing their support for us. Some are even buying in huge bulks. THANKS SO MUCH. As you can see, these are actually made from tiny beads, and indeed, the process gets tedious after a while. Really hope our efforts get recognised and they wouldn't go down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile though, wish me good luck for my exams, (&amp; life). xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-1371363623014980159?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/1371363623014980159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=1371363623014980159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1371363623014980159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1371363623014980159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/08/they-say-theres-no-happy-love.html' title='they say there&apos;s no happy love'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-7804152981178778923</id><published>2011-08-08T12:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T13:21:11.324+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>goodbye baby goodbye</title><content type='html'>Today was &lt;b&gt;'NDP Celebration 2011'&lt;/b&gt;. It was so boring I don't wish to elaborate in details. Hmph. After the celebration though, met up with &lt;b&gt;Zihui, Vanessa and Weiting&lt;/b&gt; and we went to &lt;b&gt;MOS @ Cityvibe&lt;/b&gt; for lunch! Initially, we didn't know where to go &lt;i&gt;(clementi mall/cityvibe?)&lt;/i&gt; but finally settled on MOS. Haven't had a proper talk with them outside school for quite a while, so yep lunch was good with them. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.tinypic.com/10mpfnd.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;('Nobody notices what I do, until I don't do it.' So true, dude.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started playing &lt;b&gt;'Tiny Tower'&lt;/b&gt; yesterday. It's super addictive omg I'm so hooked on to it now. Finished watching &lt;b&gt;'SNSD horror movie factory'&lt;/b&gt; several days ago. &lt;b&gt;Hovan&lt;/b&gt; told me their title song would be released on 24 August (?)! I asked him how he knew but he told me 'just wait and see'. Fine, I'll just anticipate then. I hope they'll be having their comeback really soon because I've been looking forward since forever. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending this post with this really adorable picture of the really big DOMO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i56.tinypic.com/166m82g.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-7804152981178778923?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7804152981178778923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=7804152981178778923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7804152981178778923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7804152981178778923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/08/goodbye-baby-goodbye.html' title='goodbye baby goodbye'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i53.tinypic.com/10mpfnd_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-3132967767983398265</id><published>2011-08-07T08:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T20:15:26.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>I've never heard silence quite this loud.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 15px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: italic 9px georgia; LETTER-SPACING: 1px;color:#8b7d6b;"&gt;“I hate that feeling when you randomly feel depressed. There is no warning, no apparent reason. It just happens. You feel empty, and you feel hopeless. And you just feel tired. As if you never want to move again. Then when someone asks you what's wrong, you can't say because there is nothing that comes to mind. Then you start thinking of what it could be, and you realize just how much is wrong. You know that feeling? Yeah, it sucks. ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 14px georgia; LETTER-SPACING: 3px;color:#cdc0b0;"&gt;— Unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;↑  ↑  ↑ &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much sums up all the things that I want to say. Lately, I've been feeling devoid of life for no apparent reason. Perhaps it's stress, I wouldn't know, &lt;i&gt;but it's driving me crazy. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I didn't come here to rant. I decided to change my &lt;b&gt;'100 facts about me'&lt;/b&gt; tag to just &lt;b&gt;'about me'&lt;/b&gt;. I think if I continue doing that, I'll never get round to it. Yep so here I am and for now, I shall do a list of my favourite &lt;i&gt;1...2...3...&lt;/i&gt; GAMES! Oh yay rejoice everyone! It's something fun and interesting for a first time. Okay I'm lame. ㅠ_ㅠ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;Let's start! ㅋㅋㅋ  ~(ㅇㅅㅇ~)(~ㅇㅅㅇ)~    ~(-ㅅ-~)(~-ㅅ-)~&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:italic 15px georgia;letter-spacing:2px;color:#ac3431;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Neopets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/games-neopets1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, this is one of the best online game ever created. Even until now, I can never bear to delete my account. It's just so precious. Too precious... (T o T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:italic 15px georgia;letter-spacing:2px;color:#ac3431;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Sally's Salon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/games-sallysalon1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is superrr fun! No kidding. I love how you can actually run your own salon, cut others' hair, and a lot of other random stuffs. But indeed, it actually gets boring when you finish all the adventure stages. So yeah, mehhhhh  (╥﹏╥)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:italic 15px georgia;letter-spacing:2px;color:#ac3431;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Cooking Dash&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/games-cookingdash1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a tad similar to &lt;b&gt;Sally's Salon&lt;/b&gt;, in terms of strategy and agility. BUT HELL, this is really something you shouldn't miss out! This time, you're a chef and your job is to serve as many customers as quickly as possible. True, it gets tougher after every stage. You're bound to get a hell of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:italic 15px georgia;letter-spacing:2px;color:#ac3431;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.Angry Birds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/games-angrybirds1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the name suggests, playing this can actually make you real mad. I mean literally. It's so annoying when YOU spend like the whole day trying to kill those irritating animals (be it pigs, monkeys, etc). Sigh playing this can drive you to a corner. ٩(×̯×)۶&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:italic 15px georgia;letter-spacing:2px;color:#ac3431;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Tap Tap revenge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/games-taptap1.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO you have no idea how fun it is to play the extreme mode. Oh and I have a wide range of songs &lt;i&gt;*showing off*&lt;/i&gt; I'm so glad there's this company who invented it. For now, if I recall correctly, I'm a level 62 elite. You're jealous; don't deny. ≧✯◡✯≦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:italic 15px georgia;letter-spacing:2px;color:#ac3431;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Rave Master&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/games-ravemaster1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe this is one of my childhood games. It's an action game, and by action, I'm actually meaning fighting. Oh well, but still, I really adore this game to the ultimate so muacks. The mermaid, &lt;b&gt;Celia&lt;/b&gt;, is my favourite character, followed by &lt;b&gt;Lucia&lt;/b&gt;. I heard there is an anime and manga based on this. OHYEAH, shall watch/read it soon.  ➳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:italic 15px georgia;letter-spacing:2px;color:#ac3431;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Street Fighter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/games-streetfighter1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another action game which includes a storyline! &lt;b&gt;STREET FIGHTER&lt;/b&gt; ftw! For this game, &lt;b&gt;Chun-li&lt;/b&gt; is my favourite character. She's the one who is &lt;b&gt;Ryu's&lt;/b&gt; rival, and her fighting style is similar to his too. She has powerful moves (especially her kicks). I'll love her forever~ ✿◕ ‿ ◕✿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:italic 15px georgia;letter-spacing:2px;color:#ac3431;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. The Sims&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/games-thesims3.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Finally, now on to our top 3!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;The Sims&lt;/b&gt; is really popular worldwide and I really enjoy every moment while playing it. You can spend forever playing it and still find it entrancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:italic 15px georgia;letter-spacing:2px;color:#ac3431;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Harvest Moon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/games-harvestmoonf1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*shrieks*&lt;/i&gt; HARVEST MOON!!! This would be my favourite game ever if &lt;b&gt;No. 1&lt;/b&gt; wasn't invented. Honestly, I really love it to bits and pieces. So basically, you are given a farm, a puppy, and a foal. You gotta earn a living and since you have this gigantic farm, what do you do? You grow crops, of course! You run to the town and buy some seeds from the supermarket. In the night, you fish to add to your income. Gradually, you find you have a fair bit of money, so what do you do? You buy yourself livestocks, which include cows, sheeps, and chickens. You have to take good care of them though, and if they fall sick, you can't milk them/collect eggs/you don't get the wool. You have to buy medicine for them then. In addition, you have to brush their fur daily, talk to them and if the weather's perfect, you let them out for a walk. Soon enough, you can have livestocks born from your current ones and you find your farm population increasing. Your puppy and foal would have grown to become a dog and a horse respectively. By then, you would have already made friends with the town people by giving them gifts regularly. You can also get yourself a boyfriend/girlfriend, who will eventually (if you wish), become your spouse and you'll have a marriage ceremony. You'll even have workers taking care of your plantations, while you lean back and enjoy life and watch the seasons pass by. Spring. Summer. Autumn. Winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That probably sums up how much I love this game. &lt;i&gt;I dream of living a country side life everyday...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:italic 15px georgia;letter-spacing:2px;color:#ac3431;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Pokemon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/games-pokemon1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else can it be? Obviously, it must be the world's most popular game created ever. It originates from Japan, the world's most brilliant country ever. Your life as a Pokemon trainer starts immediately as soon as you start the game. You'll find yourself immersed in the Pokemon journey, and soon, you'll find yourself being the limelight and saving the world from the evils like Team Rocket/Magma/Aqua. Simply said, you're the hero of this game. Everyone loves being the hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Finally done. *heave a huge sigh of relief*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-3132967767983398265?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3132967767983398265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=3132967767983398265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3132967767983398265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3132967767983398265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/08/ive-never-heard-silence-quite-this-loud.html' title='I&apos;ve never heard silence quite this loud.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-3071434613559027598</id><published>2011-08-05T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T20:52:37.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNSD'/><title type='text'>소녀시대 4th Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;big&gt;소녀시대.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 years anniversary. Kid leader Taengoo. Shikshin Sooyoung. Ice queen Sica. Brighter than Jewel Tiffany. Maknae Seohyun. Dancing queen Hyoyen. Deer Yoona. Black pearl Yuri. Aeygo queen Sunny.&lt;/b&gt; From their debut in 2007 till now, 2011, four years have already passed. Time flies. From their fresh, adorable and pure image till the gorgeous-looking girls now. From suffering so much hardships till being so famous worldwide and even having SONES from all over the globe. Girls' Generation. 少女時代. 소녀시대. The power of 9 shining as brightly as ever. The girls who touched my heart and millions of others countless times. They never fail to put up a wonderful performance again and again. I feel the pride of being a SONE every time they dominate the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/snsd-ITNW.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Into the New World.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ITNW' debut in 2007. They never got it easy, even though life was hard for them, they struggled through their beginning and soon enough, made a name for themselves. Tears fell from their face whenever they recall their family and made them realise how much they missed them. They were awkward with one another at first, and it was tough for them. Call it fate/destiny, they soon find themselves attached to one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/snsd-gee.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gee.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was introduced, they got recognised and yes, everyone was doing the GEE dance while singing wildly along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/snsd-oh.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song. It holds a special place in my heart even up till now. This was the song I kept listening to, shamelessly singing to (with all the wrong korean pronunciations) and the MV... I was continuously replaying it again and again because the first thought that flashed into my mind when I watched it was &lt;b&gt;'OHMYHEAVEN THIS IS BRILLIANT'.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;I think I first became a SONE at this time.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/snsd-rdr.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Run devil Run.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNSD became the &lt;b&gt;'Black Soshi'&lt;/b&gt;. Everyone looks so smoking hot. &lt;i&gt;You better run run run run~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/snsd-hoot.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hoot.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I forget? Their bows. Their arrows. &lt;i&gt;Trouble trouble trouble~ shoot shoot shoot~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/snsd-mrtaxi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mr Taxi.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just get better each time, don't they? Their dance. So powerful and swift. They are always so synchronized, and they NEVER EVER FAIL. Every time, it's just so amazing seeing them on stage. They are born to be stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/snsd-1stjapalbum.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ahhh this goddess image of them, so gorgeous and angelic.&lt;/i&gt; Even though this year, they were so busy promoting their activities in Japan and it has been quite a while since their last 'HOOT' comeback, they are still as lovely as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years. 4th anniversary. I wish to see more. 5th, 6th 7th... anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;지금은 소녀시대! 앞으로도 소녀시대! 영원히 소녀시대!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, it’s Girls’ Generation! From now on, it’s Girls’ Generation! Forever, Girls’ Generation!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/snsd-pic7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:25px georgia;letter-spacing:2px;color:#FF82AB;"&gt;소녀시대 화이팅! 사랑해! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-3071434613559027598?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3071434613559027598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=3071434613559027598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3071434613559027598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3071434613559027598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/08/4th-anniversary.html' title='소녀시대 4th Anniversary!'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-6493451723382291850</id><published>2011-08-01T16:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T16:37:54.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiffany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taeyeon'/><title type='text'>Jewel in my eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/fanybirthdaygif.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;big&gt;생일축하합니다, 티파니 (FANY FANY TIFFANY HWANG)! ♥&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the one with one of the cutest eye-smile ever. When I first saw you, the first thought that entered my mind was: OMG YOU'RE SO 예뻐 (YEPPEO). You're the 3rd best vocalist in &lt;b&gt;SNSD&lt;/b&gt;, and I remember during your ITNW days, you always start introducing yourself with 'Annyounghasehyo, this is SNSD's brighter than jewel Fany Fany Tiffany'. Please stay healthy always. 사랑해! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rM2w__Si4GY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;'Lady Marmalade'&lt;/b&gt; featuring &lt;b&gt;TaeNy&lt;/b&gt;. (: &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(p/s. Good news, I've actually learnt how to read a bit of Korean now woohoo~)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-6493451723382291850?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/6493451723382291850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=6493451723382291850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/6493451723382291850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/6493451723382291850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/08/jewel-in-my-eyes.html' title='Jewel in my eyes.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rM2w__Si4GY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-4552838586233331197</id><published>2011-07-31T08:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T09:02:08.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl guides'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>I miss you more than anything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.tinypic.com/2vki4gw.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Baskin-Robbins @ clementi mall)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:25px georgia;letter-spacing:2px;color:#C1CDC1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#838B83;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;CP @ East Coast Park →&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had to go to school because GG, BB and NPCC were having a combined CIP programme, which is beach-cleaning. Went to school quite early yesterday and met &lt;b&gt;Zihui&lt;/b&gt;. (: At 11.30pm, after everyone reached, we ate lunch. Then after, we split into 3 different groups - E, F, G and set off in buses. Sat with &lt;b&gt;Jasmine&lt;/b&gt; and listened to kpop all the way through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached &lt;b&gt;East Coast Park&lt;/b&gt;, we started it off with ice breakers and bonding games like 'Whacko', 'Splat' and 'Captain's ball'. It was pretty fun, I have to admit. Gathered in circles for break and ate the Sunshine rolls which were provided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, our main purpose began. Set off to the beach and its vicinity in search of litter to throw into our thrash bags. Honestly, I didn't know our beach was that dirty. The different stuff we collected were utterly disgusting. You have totally no idea. After about 2 hours, when our thrash bags were almost full, we headed back to school. Our shoes were so full of sand and other things like small twigs etc and I even suffered from a sun burn. Sat in the bus with &lt;b&gt;Jasmine&lt;/b&gt; again. This time, we did something fun (and epic!) -- &lt;i&gt;*drumrolls*&lt;/i&gt; CAMWHOREEEE. Omg you can't imagine. We kept spamming photos, but we kept deleting because either &lt;b&gt;Jasmine&lt;/b&gt; or me didn't like them. Worst of all, &lt;b&gt;Jasmine&lt;/b&gt; deleted the one where my hair actually looked nice! &lt;b&gt;HATEHERHATEHATEHATE.&lt;/b&gt; :( I think we made a lot of noise though, but I had great time laughing with her. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home with &lt;b&gt;Zihui, Clarice, Jasmine, , Pui yee, Sylvia, Pei Shan and Jia Yun&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;CRAZY PEOPLE DOING EPIC THINGS X)&lt;/i&gt; Went to Clementi Mall for &lt;b&gt;Yami Yogurt&lt;/b&gt;, and chatted with them for a while. &lt;b&gt;Zihui&lt;/b&gt; and I then left first with the initial intention of going home but wandered around in the mall in the end. Met &lt;b&gt;Peishan &amp;amp; Jiayun&lt;/b&gt; and stopped in the middle of nowhere, chatting and looking at all the hilarious pictures and videos &lt;b&gt;Jiayun&lt;/b&gt; took with her camera. SUPER FUNNY. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we set off for home. &lt;i&gt;(p/s. My fringe looked awesome for the whole day yesterday. -i'm so obsessed- *laughs*)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-4552838586233331197?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/4552838586233331197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=4552838586233331197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/4552838586233331197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/4552838586233331197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-miss-you-more-than-anything.html' title='I miss you more than anything.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i53.tinypic.com/2vki4gw_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-3516477065757660522</id><published>2011-07-29T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T18:53:17.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Jetlag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 15px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: italic 9px georgia; LETTER-SPACING: 1px;color:#8b7d6b;"&gt;“I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart: I am, I am, I am.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 14px georgia; LETTER-SPACING: 3px;color:#cdc0b0;"&gt;— Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My week hadn't been particulary great this week, partly due to the ongoing test period and mainly because of the fact that I'm sick. Woke up with a sore throat on Monday but still went to school anyway. Survived the long hours suffering from a body ache, headache and fever. It was terrible, frankly speaking. I know students love to wish to fall sick, but once you catch the sickness, you wouldn't feel the same about this anymore. In fact, you would rather, &lt;i&gt;(yes, trust me)&lt;/i&gt; be in the pink of health because being sick is simply miserable. When I reached home from school on that day, I took some fever pills and fell asleep due to exhaustion. When I awoke, I was feeling infinitely much better. Thank god for that. However, I didn't do anything productive that day. It was such a pity... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, I haven't recovered from it. I'm still having a mild case of cough and sore throat and I reckon I will only be all healthy again by next week. Had 3 tests today: Biology, Social Studies and Mathematics. I really hope I will do well for all of them because I had reached home late yesterday from CCA, but was still concenciously spending time revising. To add on, we had FPSP examination too today. It was a 3-hours long project/examination. I really think we weren't that serious and kept laughing throughout, even when the other groups were silent. I have to admit though, it was a hell load of fun and utterly hilarious because we were continuously coming up with silly/totally impractical/irrelevant ideas. &lt;i&gt;Will miss being with my group... I swear. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for &lt;b&gt;beach cleaning @ east coast park&lt;/b&gt; for CIP tomorrow with my fellow guiders and NPCC + BB. Hopefully, everything will turn out smoothly. xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-3516477065757660522?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3516477065757660522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=3516477065757660522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3516477065757660522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3516477065757660522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/07/jetlag.html' title='Jetlag'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-8779328350101007014</id><published>2011-07-24T16:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T16:50:01.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>We are Infinite.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font:30px georgia;letter-spacing:2px;color:#C1CDC1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#838B83;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;t★rbucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.tinypic.com/2q39jtl.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;strawberry drink&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.tinypic.com/i6l3ci.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;cinnamon roll&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Using &lt;b&gt;TinyPic&lt;/b&gt; to upload my images now because &lt;b&gt;Photobucket&lt;/b&gt; is becoming more and more unreliable!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekends are boring, simply because I hadn't have the time to go out and breathe in some fresh air. There are a pile of work to be done, and I'm having 6 tests next week + FPSP exam. Now, how do you ask me to relax? Seriously. On a side note though, I've listed some short-term goals till the end of the year 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 10px; padding-left: 15px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; border-left-color: rgb(220, 220, 220); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;2011:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: disc; "&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;1. Obtain good results (including all major &amp;amp; minor tests)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;2. Save money (I shall not disclose how much I've planned to save)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;3. Read more (good) books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;4. Korean dramas &amp;amp; Variety Shows (preferably during December break)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;5. SNSD concert @ SG 2012! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="clear" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; clear: both; height: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I can fulfil them all. xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-8779328350101007014?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8779328350101007014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=8779328350101007014&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8779328350101007014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8779328350101007014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-are-infinite.html' title='We are Infinite.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i52.tinypic.com/2q39jtl_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-3127079141690744272</id><published>2011-07-23T08:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T07:50:52.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl guides'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music bank'/><title type='text'>I felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i54.tinypic.com/2iaqvc4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday guides was fun even though many people couldn't make it! :) We did beads designs at first, because they're going to be made into key chains and we're going to sell them during &lt;b&gt;Mid-autumn festival&lt;/b&gt;. Here's the &lt;b&gt;소녀시대&lt;/b&gt; which I did! &lt;i&gt;*feeling so proud of myself now...*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after, we did PT (physical training), which was exhausting and our legs turned wobbly after the first circuit, which was to run a round around the school and do the 90 degrees leg down exercise around half the parade square. THAT WAS A KILLER, MAN. I swear we were basically collapsing on the ground after finishing the first round. For the second round, after running, we did 20 pumpings. For the third, after running, we did 20 crunches. It was really unglamorous to be lying on the school's foyer... For the last round, after running, we did 20 jumping-jacks. OMG this PT was murderous, indeed. Our mood instantly lightened when we played Captain's ball. &lt;b&gt;Jasmine, Fiona, Yu Lin, Peishan and me&lt;/b&gt; were one team and we vs-ed &lt;b&gt;Suzanne, Jia Yun, Wen Hui, Geraldine and Qi En&lt;/b&gt;. All right, I admit they were quite good. We lost. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes our final highlight for the day: DRILLS. Oh yeah, I think most of you guys probably wouldn't know, but &lt;b&gt;Puiyee and me&lt;/b&gt; are in-charge of the sec 1s for drills. Unfortunately, she didn't turn up yesterday. Therefore, I took the sec 1s alone with &lt;b&gt;YeeWai&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Jasmine and Clarice&lt;/b&gt; took the sec 3s and sec 2s. Afterwards, we swapped a bit and I partnered with &lt;b&gt;Jasmine&lt;/b&gt; to take the sec 3s/2s. &lt;i&gt;I'm no good, obviously. I'm still not confident enough. Wish I've got more courage... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate in school with &lt;b&gt;Jasmine, Clarice, Peishan and Jiayun&lt;/b&gt; after singing taps. I ordered a cup of mashed potato and drank an aloe vera drink. Went home with them afterwards. (: AND GUESS WHAT? Saw our senior. She looked totally different but she's definitely pretty max. She dyed her hair in a shade of brownish-red and even put on make-up now. In addition, she dresses fashionably. &lt;i&gt;Woah epic transformation.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/B1DOwUpDEi0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lW7oBSPR17Y" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;KBS&lt;/b&gt; aired &lt;b&gt;'Music Bank in Tokyo special'&lt;/b&gt; yesterday. Can't wait for SNSD's comeback. Anyway, I really miss their 'RDR' performace. Glad to see it again. I'm a &lt;strong&gt;happygirl96&lt;/strong&gt; seeing them again. ♥♥♥ &lt;i&gt;*spam hearts*&lt;/i&gt; I HEARD THAT THEY ARE COMING TO SG NEXT YEAR AROUND CHINESE NEW YEAR PERIOD. GOSH I WANT TO GO I WANT I WANT. Saving money desperately now. No more splurging. Anyway, who's going? (: SHINee's coming to SG on 10 September. I'm gonna have to miss theirs then... &lt;i&gt;*cry a flow of river*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edited)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nSQPHrrvHQU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's &lt;b&gt;Gee&lt;/b&gt; which wasnt aired. :( Damn &lt;b&gt;KBS&lt;/b&gt; cut performances again. .___.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-3127079141690744272?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3127079141690744272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=3127079141690744272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3127079141690744272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3127079141690744272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-felt-that-i-breathed-atmosphere-of.html' title='I felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i54.tinypic.com/2iaqvc4_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-4044951495555517722</id><published>2011-07-23T07:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T07:47:08.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>The bell jar</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z1r3vp3fidc/TioH-B4BpeI/AAAAAAAAA8c/pA4CaoXrcrk/s400/thebelljar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632323046216934882" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 15px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: italic 9px georgia; LETTER-SPACING: 1px;color:#8b7d6b;"&gt;“The silence depressed me.  It wasn't the silence of silence.  It was my own silence. ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 14px georgia; LETTER-SPACING: 3px;color:#cdc0b0;"&gt;— Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;Plot&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bell Jar begins at the Amazon, a women’s hotel in New York. Esther Greenwood is one of twelve young women who has won a prize to live in New York and write for a women’s fashion magazine. Esther does not fit into the world of high fashion. She is from a small town in the suburbs of Boston and her family has been relatively poor. She becomes friends with another outcast sort named Doreen. She and Doreen exist on the fringes of the fashion magazine activities. One night, Esther and Doreen go to a bar with a man who is attracted to Doreen. Esther ends up getting drunk and walking home alone. When Doreen comes home, Esther realizes she does not want to be her friend any more. Esther’s supervisor, the fiction editor of the magazine, tries to encourage Esther to apply more energy to her career, but Esther finds it impossible to do very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She begins to feel as if she does not have a direction in her life. What she has always wanted to do, go to graduate school and then become a professor who also writes poetry, is no longer attractive to her. She knows she wants to be a writer, but she can see no way to do it in her society. Esther is also in conflict over her relation to men. She has been dating one man from her home town, Buddy Willard, but no longer even likes him. She feels the need to be with men, but gets little pleasure out of their company and feels as if no one really sees her for who she is. On the last night of her New York stay, Esther goes on another of a series of blind dates. Her date attempts to rape her. She gets away from him and gets back to the hotel. She takes all the clothes that have been given to her as promotional advertisements for the magazine and throws them off the roof of the Amazon hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home with her mother, Esther faces a summer with nothing to do. She had been hoping to get into a writing seminar with a famous writing, but was rejected. She thinks of writing a novel, but cannot stick to it. Her mother urges her to learn shorthand, but Esther hates the idea of serving a man in any capacity. Esther becomes more and more depressed as the days go by. She stops sleeping and finds that she can neither read nor write. Her family doctor sends her to a psychiatrist who gives her outpatient shock therapy. The session is botched, traumatizing Esther and pushing her further into a search for a solution. She constantly thinks of suicide, fascinated with the sensational newspaper accounts of suicides, murders, and sex crimes. She can only read this kind of newspaper and books on abnormal psychology. She decides to commit suicide by slitting her wrists, but her thinking is so distorted by the lack of sleep that she keeps failing in her calculations of how to go about it. She goes to her old home town, where her family lived when her father was still alive. She visits his grave and realizes she never mourned his death. She weeps intensely over his grave. The next morning, she takes an overdose of sleeping pills and hides herself in a hole in her mother’s basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wakes up in a hospital. She is severely physically damaged in a number of ways from the overdose and the days spent in the hole in the basement. She feels completely paranoid about the doctors in the hospital. Her mother manages to get her to a private hospital. Her benefactor is the same woman who sponsored her scholarship in college, a writer of romance fiction. In the private psychiatric hospital, she is treated by a competent woman doctor and gradually recovers. She undergoes insulin shock treatment and then electroshock treatment, this time, done properly and effectively. She learns how to deal with her issues around her mother and her issues around being a woman in a patriarchal society. When the new term for college begins, Esther is released from the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/07/bell-jar.html"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;credits to :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebestnotes.com/booknotes/Bell_Jar/Bell_Jar03.html"&gt;thebestnotes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed reading this book, &lt;b&gt;'The Bell Jar'&lt;/b&gt; by Sylvia Plath, several days ago. I like to read books that leave you empty and hollow inside. Does that sound sadistic to you? Well, when I was reading this book, since it's all about overcoming depression, many questions echoed in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 10px; padding-left: 15px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; border-left-color: rgb(220, 220, 220); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here are some more significant ones which I thought I should share:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: disc; "&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;1. Is there a heaven and a hell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;2. If so, can I go to heaven?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;3. How does dying feel like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;4. Does it hurts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;5. How should I die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="clear" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; clear: both; height: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding to &lt;b&gt;No.5&lt;/b&gt;, I did spent time pondering over it. I could try silting my wrist and bleed to death, which is also the romantic ancient Romans' style of dying. But, that would most probably hurt, a lot. I could try jumping to death or hanging myself or from an overdose of sleeping pills, but I reckon I would look really ugly then and I would just end up in a bloody mess. Lastly, I would just die peacefully in my sleep, carefree and worry-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah, I guess that's what everyone else wants too.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-4044951495555517722?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/4044951495555517722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=4044951495555517722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/4044951495555517722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/4044951495555517722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/07/bell-jar.html' title='The bell jar'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z1r3vp3fidc/TioH-B4BpeI/AAAAAAAAA8c/pA4CaoXrcrk/s72-c/thebelljar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-1626189894480902967</id><published>2011-07-18T15:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T16:31:28.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taemin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHINee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Onew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><title type='text'>Seeing a rainbow #happything</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/taemin-03.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;Happy birthday LEETAEMIN (이태민), the cute maknae &amp;amp; best dancer in &lt;b&gt;SHINee&lt;/b&gt;!♥&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmy, you're officially 18 internationally. 19 years old in Korea. You're maturing fast, hehe. You've been my main reason for making me fall in love with &lt;b&gt;SHINee&lt;/b&gt;. I love your cute eye-smile, and how you always use your killer smile to cover everything up when you mess up. LMAO BOY, WE KNOW BUT WE FORGIVE YOU. (: As the maknae, you're expected to be bullied but luckily for you, your hyungs are kind towards you. ^^ You are my first bias in &lt;b&gt;SHINee&lt;/b&gt;, and will forever be. I loveee seeing you showcasing your dancing talents. You NEVER fail to get me impressed. You're really one of the cutest guy on earth. How adorable can you can? :P Please stay healthy always, and stay united and strong with &lt;b&gt;SHINee&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Saranghae&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's &lt;b&gt;#Taeday&lt;/b&gt; today, shall post some Taemin facts (but mostly Ontae :D)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 10px; padding-left: 15px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; border-left-color: rgb(220, 220, 220); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Proof that Onew probably thinks Taemin as a huge chicken:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: disc; "&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;1. He calls Taemin his soulmate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;2. Take care of Taemin the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;3. Throws him on the bed, flips him, tackles him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;4. He bites him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;5. He's always looking at Taemin with this weird expression &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;6. He always feeds Taemin with Taemin's favourite food. (so that he'll grow more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="clear" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; clear: both; height: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taemin:&lt;/b&gt; There's the biggest age gap between the both of us because he's the oldest in the group, but Onew hyung takes care of me the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taemin:&lt;/b&gt; Onew Hyung always throws me on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taemin:&lt;/b&gt; But he's not doing it jokingly. He seriously throws me! He would tackle me and flip me around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Host:&lt;/b&gt; Is there a reason you do this, Onew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Onew:&lt;/b&gt; I don't know why I do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Host:&lt;/b&gt; Well, then didn't Taemin tell you to stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Onew:&lt;/b&gt; No, he never told me to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Host:&lt;/b&gt; Well then that means Taemin is actually enjoying it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taemin:&lt;/b&gt; ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(credits to  &lt;strong&gt;@leaderonewfacts&lt;/strong&gt; via twitter)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You must never forget to smile." -- Taemin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taemin's facts:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Must never forget to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Carries a bag containing a lot of sweets around, all with a SHINee logo attached on it. Will give out these sweets whenever he sees noonas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Has been said by many that he is good at aegyo, but will in actualy face, use half aegyo and half forcing to get what he wants, for example, mumbles “I want to be a director too” constantly while using his butt to push others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Has been said that he is cute too many times, but “does not want others to say that I am cute”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When first debuted, is used to blinking a lot when speaking, it is a lot better now, but somehow it has become a hot topic after Key umma has imitated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Will run around the practise room with a bottle/packet of milk in his mouth, spends a lot of time in the waiting room studying and rushing his holiday assignments and preparing for exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Being on stage is something to be enjoyed, and dance is the what makes him derives the most joy from. The title is just to attraction people to watch, you should only believe in what you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. His dancing ability has been widely recognised, but do you know that his rap is pretty MAN too? Go listen to “Love should go on”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Do not think that he is a child with a huge generation gap between the two of you, he idolises “MJ” and also likes to imitate Seo Taiji — “I don’t know anything!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. “I really don’t know anything!” (catchphrase)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Can transform an ardent swordsman into a kawaii youth, and can change the action of pulling out a sword to just raising a fire torch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. “When I first saw Taemin, I thought he was really pretty. At that time there was a trainee noona in front of him, and Taemin was even prettier than her.” (EUNHYUK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Does not feel that he has a talent that can matches up to Onew, but if he were to do it(Onew’s talent)…he can do it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. A very obedient child, even if he is asked to sit on someone’s lap, or getting hugged or being lifted up on someone’s shoulder, he does not object. He’s so young that the sunbaes find it hard to see him as a rising artiste who is catching up with them, but he is beginning to present a star’s disposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Knows how to play, and will play. A finger and a camera. that’s his best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. “Hyung, do you know what is love?” (to the rest of members)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. “If I am a girl, I will choose to date Minho, because he is Flaming Charisma!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. “In the show, Yunhanam, the person who is the best at making a girl happy is Taemin.” (KEY) But he is still at a stage when he is more enthusiastic of dogs than girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If there is true love involved, how can age be limiting, isn’t there a guy who married a really old grandmother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Has the care and concern of the hyungs, the love and care of the noonas, it’s really nice. If only he can see his family more…Hyung, saranghae…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matters needing attention:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Competitve: You can treat him as a exclusive young man but in front of him, you better see him as a man at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The X catalyst: “Taemin ah, you go and do _____ k — You are the youngest!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The O catalyst: Chant silently “He is a man! Do not be charmed by his smile! Do not be fooled by his baby face!” Hypnosis, the effect is threefold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-1626189894480902967?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/1626189894480902967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=1626189894480902967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1626189894480902967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1626189894480902967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/07/seeing-rainbow-happything.html' title='Seeing a rainbow #happything'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-3170322493252465995</id><published>2011-07-17T12:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T13:31:43.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>It all ends here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 15px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: italic 9px georgia; LETTER-SPACING: 1px;color:#8b7d6b;"&gt;“Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 14px georgia; LETTER-SPACING: 3px;color:#cdc0b0;"&gt;—  J.K. Rowling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dedication of my life is split seven ways:&lt;br /&gt;To Harry,&lt;br /&gt;To Ron,&lt;br /&gt;To Hermione,&lt;br /&gt;To Dumbledore,&lt;br /&gt;To Snape,&lt;br /&gt;To Dumbledore’s Army,&lt;br /&gt;And to J. K. Rowling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sticking with me until the very end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(credits: &lt;a href="http://gryffindor-weasley.tumblr.com/post/6703917594"&gt;tumblr&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from catching &lt;b&gt;'Harry Potter &amp;amp; the deathly hallows: Part 2'&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;b&gt;Jerry&lt;/b&gt;. The movie was AWESOME MAX. I can't help but get so engrossed in it because it was simply astounding. Even though we didn't watch it in 3D, it was already better than expected. Applaud for the whole production crew. (: OKAY NOW MY CHILDHOOD OFFICIALLY ENDED. I grew up watching &lt;b&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/b&gt; and now there's simply nothing to look forward to year by year. Of course, there's still &lt;b&gt;'Breaking Dawn'&lt;/b&gt;, which I'm kind of excited for. But still, no more &lt;b&gt;'Harry Potter'&lt;/b&gt; means &lt;i&gt;no more HOGWARTS, no more MAGIC, no more Harry, Ron and Hermoine. Including the rest like Luna Lovegood, Neville LongBottom, Dobby the free elf and even Draco malfoy... :( &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/harrypotter-02.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY I guess I'm currently having this disease... (─‿‿─)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/harrypotter-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/harrypotter-03.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, look how they've evolved? From fresh-looking, adorable faces to mature-looking people. Totally splendid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/harrypotter-04.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Voldemort met his end and died tragically. May the dark lord rest in peace. AND HOORAY FOR A HAPPY ENDING EVERYONE. Oh anyway, &lt;b&gt;Jerry&lt;/b&gt; commented that Harry and Ginny's son looks a lot like Justin Bieber. I AGREE BUT I THINK HE'S SO MUCH CUTE AND SMALLER~ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(credits: &lt;a href="http://mionewazlib.tumblr.com/post/1459623201"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://untying.tumblr.com/post/7648806424/post-potter-depression"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feltgasm.tumblr.com/post/7341329090/time-runs-so-fast"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://fassypants.tumblr.com/"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;big&gt;Oh yeah, HAPPY BIRTHDAY BITCH (ZHLZH!)&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love you loads. ♥ &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-3170322493252465995?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3170322493252465995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=3170322493252465995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3170322493252465995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3170322493252465995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-all-ends-here.html' title='It all ends here.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-6376775796315848611</id><published>2011-07-16T08:32:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T07:28:32.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>in the stars.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 15px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: italic 9px georgia; LETTER-SPACING: 1px;color:#8b7d6b;"&gt;“No, we are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 14px georgia; LETTER-SPACING: 3px;color:#cdc0b0;"&gt;— Oscar Wilde, from ‘Lady Windermere’s Fan’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;BEST FRIDAY EVER YESTERDAY! TGIF!♥&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since &lt;b&gt;Artfest&lt;/b&gt; was yesterday, and we were the helpers &lt;b&gt;(namely:Bing Ming, Wei Bin, Yi Jun, XianCui, Eunice, Aiktek, Weiting, Changlyn, Limin, Zhen Yong and me)&lt;/b&gt; could skip lessons at 10.30 am, which was during MATHS period. &lt;i&gt;*happy*&lt;/i&gt; The rest of those who were dressing up had already gone immediately after morning assembly at 8am &lt;b&gt;(namely:Yuan Rong, Jaryl, Wee Tiong, Wen Xin, Zihui, Caleb, Yi Wei, Kenzi, Nigel and Jasper)&lt;/b&gt;. Of course, I'm only stating names from 202! There are still many others who were involved in this event, but I have no obligation to mention them, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, we just slacked our time away in the Art Room while watching those who had to dress up put on make-up and their costumes, accessories and everything! It's just so fascinating to watch them transform into "gods"! Such as &lt;b&gt;Wenxin&lt;/b&gt; as Merdusa, &lt;b&gt;Jaryl&lt;/b&gt; as Sun Wu kong, &lt;b&gt;Yuanrong&lt;/b&gt; as Athena, &lt;b&gt;Zihui&lt;/b&gt; as the lion god (but more like a pig/bulldog!), &lt;b&gt;Weetiong&lt;/b&gt; as the Grim Reaper and still many others! So we just kept spamming photos and laughed and chatted and played around. Lunch was from caterers who delivered the food to us! Ate with &lt;b&gt;Eunice&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Yiwei&lt;/b&gt; in the canteen! :) After lunch, the event was finally starting! So I did guard duty with the rest of the helpers to prevent people from entering. Only a group of 5 could enter at a time and as far as I know, they had to complete a quest to proceed from each room (room of gods, pirates of the carribean, alice in wonderland). It was funny how sec 1/2s girls were screaming in the "God" room because of my friends hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in the hall, there was the &lt;b&gt;Cosplay event&lt;/b&gt; too! I saw &lt;b&gt;Deidara&lt;/b&gt; from Naruto, &lt;b&gt;Yuuki &amp;amp; Ruka&lt;/b&gt; from Vampire Knight, Bleach characters and some others cosplayers from animes which I'm not quite clear of... There was even this haunted house on-going! Brought back so many memories... &lt;i&gt;(202 haunted house!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally, when the last group had gone, all of us proceeded to the hall to watch the &lt;b&gt;Cosplay show&lt;/b&gt;, where all of those who dressed up would cat-walk on the stage! Even teachers dressed up too lmao! There was this "L" teacher (from deathnote) whom I think looked really good! &lt;b&gt;Mr Fadly&lt;/b&gt; was the batmen, i think (?) &lt;i&gt;*laughs*&lt;/i&gt; It was cheesy watching them do cute poses, muscular acts etc. They got the crowd roaring wildly for them ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 6pm, &lt;b&gt;Art fest&lt;/b&gt; finally ended. We went back to the Art room and tore down everything before clearing up the mess. At around 7+pm, we had to go before we were having dinner together! &lt;b&gt;YAY 202 UNITE! ♥&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Weiting&lt;/b&gt; and me went off first before we had to prepare for &lt;b&gt;Zihui's&lt;/b&gt; early birthday celebration! We bought a cake (blackforest) from Four Leaves, a lighter from Fairprice (which we're gonna use it as 202's lighter every single time!), and chewy junior! So &lt;b&gt;Weiting&lt;/b&gt; suggested printing a photo of 202, but we had lots of problem with &lt;b&gt;Weibin's&lt;/b&gt; iphone because the data roaming was slow and facebook loaded slowly! It was until the rest of them reached JP and we were still on the train when we finally loaded the picture and saved it! HOORAY! Reached JP, rushed to Photohub for instant print.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner together. I bought Tom Yam &lt;b&gt;Ajisen Ramen&lt;/b&gt; but couldn't finish it. ): In the end, we started our celebration and sang a birthday song for &lt;b&gt;Zihui&lt;/b&gt;! I knew she was damn touched, because we planned so much for her. We passed her the presents (a pink + gay-ish bag &lt;b&gt;Weiting &amp;amp; Xueyin&lt;/b&gt; went to Zinc and buy on Thursday), a white file with the 202 photo, a 0.38 uniball pen which she loved, a note with all the names who chipped in for her birthday presents + cake and a letter which I've written for her! So many people contributed to her birthday (more than 20!) Even &lt;b&gt;Mr Fadly&lt;/b&gt; chipped in! Since we didn't have any utensils at first and we didn't want to use our hands to eat the cake (because we're in public), &lt;b&gt;Bing Ming&lt;/b&gt; went to borrow plates and disposable forks from PEPPER LUNCH. OMG THANKS SO MUCH PEPPER LUNCH. Thank god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font:italic 12px georgia;letter-spacing:1px;color: #838B8B;"&gt;Laughed so much together yesterday night, had so much fun, &lt;br /&gt;and the joy is still lingering on today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:italic 10px georgia;letter-spacing:1px;color: #C1CDCD;"&gt;Tired from all the fun that we had, but the tiredness was worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any pictures now, but I guess I will post some when I manage to get them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-6376775796315848611?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/6376775796315848611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=6376775796315848611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/6376775796315848611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/6376775796315848611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/07/in-stars.html' title='in the stars.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-8864986047362350777</id><published>2011-07-10T07:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T08:13:01.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>The perks of being a Wallflower</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:none;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qhKbS5gmdkA/ThjrtE214AI/AAAAAAAAA8M/MPOvDj6Y_CI/s400/perks%2Bof%2Bbeing%2Ba%2Bwallflower.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627506894029840386" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm reading this book titled &lt;b&gt;'The Perks of Being A Wallflower'&lt;/b&gt;. YES IT'S THE BOOK THAT I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO READ. &lt;i&gt;*happy*&lt;/i&gt; Why? Because I heard the name at least a thousand times from tumblr + there's gonna be a new movie based on the novel &lt;i&gt;(and fyeah Emma Watson is going to be inside!♥)&lt;/i&gt; + just admit it, even the title seems so lovely, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, we went to &lt;b&gt;Carmel's&lt;/b&gt; house yesterday to do packaging for marshmallows and gummies which we are going to sell it this coming week. I was a bit late. So sorry! We ended earlier than expected, so &lt;b&gt;Changlyn&lt;/b&gt; and me left for &lt;b&gt;Northpoint&lt;/b&gt; instead, while the guys continued to stay and watch some 'jackass' movie. Then after, I made a trip to the library to borrow some books. It has been quite a while since my last trip to the library... :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &lt;b&gt;O'level chinese oral&lt;/b&gt; is tomorrow! Bleah I totally dread it. What if I mess up? ): Such words coming from me... instantly, I guess you guys can infer that I'm a pessimist. Wish me luck! xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;big&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CLARICE! LOVE YOU MUACKS ♥&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-8864986047362350777?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8864986047362350777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=8864986047362350777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8864986047362350777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8864986047362350777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/07/perks-of-being-wallflower.html' title='The perks of being a Wallflower'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qhKbS5gmdkA/ThjrtE214AI/AAAAAAAAA8M/MPOvDj6Y_CI/s72-c/perks%2Bof%2Bbeing%2Ba%2Bwallflower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-7329255835116053019</id><published>2011-07-07T20:30:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T20:02:13.749+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl guides'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jodi picoult'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Salem Falls</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:none;width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c57oEJ3nNbA/ThbwfAx4CCI/AAAAAAAAA8E/L1PT2U1ueXk/s400/salem-falls-400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626949200021817378" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been burying my head in a book titled &lt;b&gt;'Salem Falls'&lt;/b&gt; written by &lt;b&gt;Jodi Picoult&lt;/b&gt;. As usual, Picoult's style of writing proves heart-wrenching and leaves you lingering even after you've completed reading the book. I'm no exception. This is my 8th book from &lt;b&gt;Jodi Picoult&lt;/b&gt;. The way she writes leaves such a deep impact on me, I'm thinking it's aftermath. Normally, her stories will lead to lawsuits, where the characters in the book would be forced to face some tearful truths and the readers will unknowingly, stand in the middle of a thousand shades of gray. It's frightening, how she manage to conjure up such a fictional story and yet, writes it in the most realistic way. Like I said, freaky. So here's a sneak peak of the book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;big&gt;Synopsis: &lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack St. Bride was once a beloved teacher and soccer coach at a girls' prep school - until a student's crush sparked a powder keg of accusation and robbed him of his career and reputation. Now, after a devastatingly public ordeal that left him with an eight-month jail sentence and no job, Jack resolves to pick up the pieces of his life. He takes a job washing dishes at Addie Peabody's diner and slowly starts to form a relationship with her in the quiet New England village of Salem Falls. But just when Jack thinks he has outrun his past, a quartet of teenage girls with a secret turn his world upside down once again, triggering a modern-day witch hunt in a town haunted by its own history…&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I do have a confession to make. It has been quite a while since I last flipped open a book... The last time I read a book &lt;i&gt;(if I recalled correctly)&lt;/i&gt;, should be most probably in the month of March. Quite a surprising revelation, considering I'm supposedly a hardcore book-lover, isn't that right? Truthfully, I'm ashamed of myself. These days, I've been wasting my time always procrastinating, and not getting anything significant done. I remember the days when I can dwell myself in books, shutting myself out from others, automatically forming a oblivious circle around myself. I can spend a whole day &lt;i&gt;(occasionally taking breaks)&lt;/i&gt;, reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me for my incessant ramblings. I hardly have anything to post this week. The week has passed rather quickly, and I guess my mood is rather neutral nowadays. Perhaps it's time for me to start on my reading marathon again. Or would that just seem... dull to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Skills exchange&lt;/b&gt; today for all UGs went quite successfully today. We taught the other UGs square-lashing and how to make a shoe rack. I think we did great today. Kudos to our efforts put in yay! Did 55 pumpings and 30 group squats just now. Muscle ache tomorrow, perhaps? All right then, shall have a good night sleep tonight since I'm going to &lt;b&gt;Carmel's&lt;/b&gt; house for some CIP stuffs tomorrow. Wish me luck! xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-7329255835116053019?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7329255835116053019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=7329255835116053019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7329255835116053019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7329255835116053019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/07/salem-falls.html' title='Salem Falls'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c57oEJ3nNbA/ThbwfAx4CCI/AAAAAAAAA8E/L1PT2U1ueXk/s72-c/salem-falls-400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-4365109709542806766</id><published>2011-07-03T07:39:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T08:26:25.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><title type='text'>"Every atom of me missed you."</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;big&gt;Happy birthday Eunice!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I know there's only a slight chance you'll see this, still, thanks for always being such a great friend to me. Good luck in everything you do. &lt;i&gt;I love you. ♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/masksession-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THEFACESHOP&lt;/b&gt; mask! Had another mask session since I was totally bored yesterday. Oh yeah, spent the day doing cards + letters, gonna buy presents today and didn't do any more productive stuffs. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;color:#C1CDCD;"&gt;Here are some zodiac facts on #Cancer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 10px; padding-left: 15px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; border-left-color: rgb(220, 220, 220); "&gt;&lt;ul style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: disc; "&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;#Cancer is a water sign and water signs equal moody signs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;#Cancer signs build a hard shell around their soft hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;#Cancer craves the security of the known and fear the unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;#Cancer will become quiet and wihtdrawn when things get tough and they need to think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;#Cancer's being such emotional individuals sense and feel their way through life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;#Cancer likes to play hard to get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;#Cancer's weakness: Fear of the past repeating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font:10px georgia; letter-spacing:1px;color:#838B8B"&gt;The cycles of the Moon are key to a #Cancer's feelings and emotional cycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;#Cancer(female) with an #Aries: many differences, #Taurus: Caring and sharing, #Gemini: steer clear, #Cancer: dreamy, #Leo: Loving, #Virgo: Problematic, #Libra: Hard work, #Scorpio: paradise, #Sagittarius: too distant, #Capricorn: great match, #Aquarius: too hurtful, #Pisces: quite entrancing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;#Cancer's most compatible with #Scorpio and #Pisces.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="clear" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; clear: both; height: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to: &lt;strong&gt;@XSTROLOGY&lt;/strong&gt; via twitter.&lt;br /&gt;For more astrology/zodiac facts, you can find them at &lt;a href="http://zodiacfacts.blogspot.com/"&gt;zodiacfacts&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://xstrologyscopes.com/"&gt;xstrologyscopes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astrology is 99% true, for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-4365109709542806766?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/4365109709542806766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=4365109709542806766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/4365109709542806766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/4365109709542806766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/07/every-atom-of-me-missed-you.html' title='&quot;Every atom of me missed you.&quot;'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-9007652843093940833</id><published>2011-07-01T21:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T20:36:25.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><title type='text'>Fifteenth Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/IMG_7112-2-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MYSELF!~&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially 15, yay! Today was prolly one of the best days of my life. I have 2 cakes in a day! One was bought by awesome people who chipped in for my birthday cake and the other was bought by my dad. Unfortunately, after about like a few bites during recess, they started smearing cakes on my face, (or why not say smashing LOL). Oh and I got smashed 2 times today, once during recess and the other during Guides. &lt;b&gt;THANKS SO MUCH PEOPLE THANKS FOR MAKING ME TRULY HAPPY TODAY. I'm really touched. X INFINITY.&lt;/b&gt; I know I looked pathetic today, with cake smeared on my face, but I have to admit, it was fun. So long since I ever felt this joy overwhelming me. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guides was awesome today too! We did lots of bonding sessions today and even did P.T and pumpings and group squats. I'm pretty sure I'll get muscle aches tomorrow. BUT IT WAS FUN MAX TODAY HAHAHA. After cake smashing session, we went to &lt;b&gt;Macs&lt;/b&gt; because some of them wanna have dinner there. I ordered a oreo mcflurry since I wasn't exactly hungry then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for all the presents, cards and well wishes from everyone! I'm deeply touched, honestly. I know I'll never forget this fifteen birthday I had today--It was all too memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/elmo-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND THIS IS REALLY REALLY CUTE OMG THANKS &lt;b&gt;ZIHUI, WEITING, CHANGLYN AND XUEYIN&lt;/b&gt; for getting me this! Plus thanks &lt;b&gt;Wenxin, Yuanrong, Yijun and Jolene&lt;/b&gt; for my GIRLS' GENERATION ring! :) &amp;amp; THANKS TO OTHERS FOR CAKE AND CARDS AND PRESENTS~ I LOVE YOU GUYSSSSS. You have seriously no idea how happy I was today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to just end here. I have lots of things to say to myself since I'm a year older now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Dorothy,&lt;br /&gt;You're finally 15. I remembered that you actually dreaded your birthday because you thought it was going to be awful. But, you just gotta look on the bright side, like what they all say, stop thinking that 'life is no fun'. You're god's gift to the world. You know your existence means a lot to your family, and your close friends. You gotta be strong, stay strong and be who you are. No point changing yourself into someone you can't even recognise. You are who you are. GET THAT. ALWAYS REMEMBER THAT. Please stop being so mean to yourself. Please stop crying over practically nothing at all. PLease stop thinking too much because it has been proven that &lt;i&gt;'OVER-THINKING RUINS YOU'&lt;/i&gt;. Please know that you do have people you can always rely on, like your family, your friends. You have a pretty awesome family, a great dad, an awesome mum, and an older sister and an older brother who are, even though not always, nice to you. Even sometimes they don't realise, you love them a lot. Just that you don't really show it. You know they love you too, because a bright smile from anyone whom you trust can never be fake. Thanks so much, my family. Even though I'm not perfect, you've accepted me and loved me for who I am. You have crazy, wild and wonderful friends. You know you need them to make up part of your life, and you know that they are really, even though not always, pretty good to you. You love them, to put it simply. You've come this far, 15 years in total. Continue being a cancerian, be a girl guider, be yourself. Love yourself more, always.&lt;br /&gt;- Dorothy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEP I'M DONE. THANKS TO THOSE I LOVE ONCE AGAIN! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-9007652843093940833?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/9007652843093940833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=9007652843093940833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/9007652843093940833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/9007652843093940833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/07/fifteen-birthday.html' title='Fifteenth Birthday!'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-8227228916308973560</id><published>2011-06-30T16:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T08:29:39.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T-ara'/><title type='text'>Roly Poly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 15px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: italic 9px georgia; LETTER-SPACING: 1px;color:#8b7d6b;"&gt;“At the age of 16, 80% of the people have already met the person they are going to marry.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 14px georgia; LETTER-SPACING: 3px;color:#cdc0b0;"&gt;— facts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lmao that's kinda freaky. I mean, for real? ZOMG. &lt;i&gt;*shriek in fear*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/E0CgeYU2BhY" frameborder="0" width="500" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;T-ara&lt;/b&gt; released 'ROLY POLY' yesterday!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excited for their comeback. This time, &lt;b&gt;T-ara&lt;/b&gt; is back with a totally retro style! This MV is honestly, one of the most epic MVs I've seen. Really love it. &lt;i&gt;T-ara JJANG!♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="pic" border="0" alt="" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/masksession.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mask session with sis on Monday!&lt;br /&gt;Korean mask from etude house and another from Taiwan :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="pic" border="0" alt="" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/poohbirdie-01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Random shot because I was just, bored. -o-&lt;br /&gt;Looks like Pooh is taking good care of birdie, right? ^^&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="pic" border="0" alt="" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/kx-01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the highlight of this post is this beautiful picture of &lt;b&gt;Yuuki&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;b&gt;Vampire Knight&lt;/b&gt; fully hand-drawn and coloured by &lt;b&gt;Kaixin&lt;/b&gt;! I'm deeply touched because this looks like it's printed, right? IMO though, it's much better than printed. &lt;i&gt;YAY THANKS I LOVE YOU DEAR MUM. &amp;lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="pic" border="0" alt="" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/kx-02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was also done by her and she gave it to me last year! Featuring &lt;b&gt;Yuuki&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Kaname&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;b&gt;Vampire Knight&lt;/b&gt;! Thanks once again. Prolly by now, you guys would have realised that I'm super obsessed with VK hahah! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, check her out @ &lt;a href="http://shirosu.deviantart.com/"&gt;shirosu.deviantart&lt;/a&gt;. Do support! Lots of love! ♡&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time talking to &lt;b&gt;Changlyn&lt;/b&gt; today. Thanks so much for everything. :) I think things are getting better. All thanks to &lt;b&gt;Weiting&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Changlyn&lt;/b&gt;. I really hate the awkward silence between us. Hopefully, none of such unhappy things will ever happen again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-8227228916308973560?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8227228916308973560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=8227228916308973560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8227228916308973560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8227228916308973560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/roly-poly.html' title='Roly Poly'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/E0CgeYU2BhY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-5400990256391100544</id><published>2011-06-28T16:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T16:32:34.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seohyun'/><title type='text'>Why are we pretending that this is nothing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/seo.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;big&gt;Happy birthday SeoJoohyun!♥&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our maknae has grown up! Now she even has a husband! &lt;i&gt;(*Yong Choding*!)&lt;/i&gt; You're one of my bias in SNSD. I got to really like you through &lt;b&gt;SNSD&lt;/b&gt;. You inspire me to follow my dreams. Hahah you're the most ambitious one among the other members. Your innocent responses always get everyone stunned. Stay beautiful always. Saranghae! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, it's girls' generation!&lt;br /&gt;From now on, it's girls' generation!&lt;br /&gt;Forever, it's girls' generation!~&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has officially started yesterday. Luckily for me, yesterday wasn't too tough on our brains. I think I've forgotten most of the things my teachers taught us. ): Well, I'm glad anyway, since my brain has probably gone rusty, I'll need more time to catch up with my studies. Anyway, O'levels chinese oral has been confirmed! It will start this Thursday. However, my slot will be on next next Monday and I'll be the last person of that day! &lt;i&gt;Awww I'm like '.____.'.&lt;/i&gt; Oh gosh, somebody, please save me. I'm horrified.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-5400990256391100544?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/5400990256391100544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=5400990256391100544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/5400990256391100544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/5400990256391100544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/why-are-we-pretending-that-this-is.html' title='Why are we pretending that this is nothing?'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-4243289201422038814</id><published>2011-06-26T07:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T08:12:10.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHINee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new skin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><title type='text'>Seal it with a kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin:15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:italic 9px georgia;letter-spacing:1px;color:#8B7D6B;"&gt;“Stories, like people and butterflies and songbirds’ eggs and human hearts and dreams, are fragile things, made up of nothing stronger or more lasting than twenty-six letters and a handful of punctuation marks.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font: 14px georgia;letter-spacing:3px;color:#CDC0B0;"&gt;—  Neil Gaiman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;big&gt;Happy birthday Jerry!♥&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since primary school, you have been a great friend to me. Probably among the best. Really miss the times we did everything together. Love the times we had so much fun together. It's true. I do miss you and the rest. You're the kindest among us five, always giving in to our demands and such. You're a cancer like me, which makes it easier for me to approach you. It's really a blessing to have you as a friend. And even more of a good fortune to be good friends with you. Thanks so much. I really hope we will be able to withstand this close relationship between each other and may you, if not always, occasionally think of us! Once again, thanks so much and happy brthday! Good luck in everything you do, and may the bad things leave you. :)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the last day of June holidays today. I can't help but dread school. I really want to sleep late practically every night, and wake up as I like it. Well, but it's clearly impossible to do this when school starts. Imagine the pile of homework we'll be given, the stressful life of a 15 years old &lt;i&gt;(well, not exactly yet :P)&lt;/i&gt;. Awww and the most awful thing would be trying to pay attention to the teacher during boring classes such as for eg, English. Even the teachers are so dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed skin, finally! After like who-knows-how-many-ages. Pretty satisfied with it. Simple but I spent quite some thing coding it. No more blue shades in this layout! -o- Oh and if you like me (or love me), please do click on my nuffnang ads to support this blog! Thanks! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/I5a-CdIdZEI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So here comes the ranting part. See the point is, through this whole &lt;b&gt;'The Great Escape'&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Seohyun&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Taeyeon&lt;/b&gt; are given the most focus here. What about the others? I swear &lt;b&gt;Sooyoung&lt;/b&gt; barely has any lines here and the camera doesn't even close up on &lt;b&gt;Hyoyeon&lt;/b&gt;. That's so unfair! They can speak Japanese too, all right? I know &lt;b&gt;Fany, Sica, Taengoo and Seo&lt;/b&gt; have like among the best vocals. However, the others are good in singing too. :(  I feel better seeing &lt;b&gt;Mr Taxi&lt;/b&gt;, since at least all of them have some lines in it. Thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pqTiH4WKAgk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OMG THIS IS THE SPAZZING PART. &lt;b&gt;SHINee&lt;/b&gt; performed &lt;b&gt;Replay Jap live&lt;/b&gt;! GOSH &lt;i&gt;/dies.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm this is actually quite a long post which I've typed out. Continue clicking on my nuffnang guys, thanks! Since school's starting tomorrow, I'm no longer going to post on a regular basis, much less on a daily basis. Probably once in a week? Or twice? Thanks so much for reading this blog of mine. &lt;i&gt;ありがとうございます。&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-4243289201422038814?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/4243289201422038814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=4243289201422038814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/4243289201422038814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/4243289201422038814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/seal-it-with-kiss.html' title='Seal it with a kiss'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/I5a-CdIdZEI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-986641110132937657</id><published>2011-06-25T07:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T21:18:53.436+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Chocolate love</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*warning! This post is all about chocolates!&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to get out before dying from chocolate sweetness!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/hersheys-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HERSHEY'S&lt;/b&gt; cookie and cream chocolates are one of my favourites chocolates of all time! Creamy white chocolates filled with cookies bits. Totally alluring. It's definitely one of the better chocolates among the average plain chocolates you can find in supermarkets or other stores. I remembered that I've loved this kind of chocolate from primary school, but I forgot exactly when, so pardon me for my poor memory. You absolutely won't regret if you buy this! Promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/potatochiporiginal.jpg" border="0" alt="Original" /&gt;      &lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/potatochipfromageblanc.jpg" border="0" alt="Fromage Blanc" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there are still others more popular chocolates which have won the hearts of many. &lt;b&gt;ROYCE'S&lt;/b&gt; chocolates hold the top spot in my heart! They melt in your mouth. No kidding &amp;amp; I MEAN IT. The brand has introduced countless new variations of chocolates, including different flavours and types. One of the most innovative and notable creation in my opinion would be the 'Potato Chip Chocolates'. I was amazed and impressed with this fresh idea that ROYCE has came up with. Just admit it, all right, its chocolates are just splendour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong. I'm not some chocolate expert. There's a clear limit to my knowledge on chocolates. In addition, my knowledge is mostly superficial. For now, &lt;i&gt;ciao~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-986641110132937657?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/986641110132937657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=986641110132937657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/986641110132937657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/986641110132937657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/chocolate-love.html' title='Chocolate love'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-8555359288245226235</id><published>2011-06-24T08:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T08:54:24.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nichkhun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2pm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victoria'/><title type='text'>bang bang bang</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;big&gt;Happy birthday Khunnie! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;#no1 ideal guy!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/nichkhun-01.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oppa~ 생일축하합니다!＾_＾Take care of your health and rest well! You'll always remain as my favourite male bias ever~ Last long with Victoria! Khuntoria hwaiting! Always love you! ㅠ_ㅠ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you need the tears&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be an ocean for you.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never run out.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;— Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;b&gt;SNSD's Win Win on Kbs world&lt;/b&gt; yesterday. I think it was filmed at the later part of 2010. Heheh it's so funny when they rank themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wDrv9YFKHKw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/h57AO1jneJ8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still suffering from muscle aches. Hmmm. Hope I'll recover soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-8555359288245226235?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8555359288245226235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=8555359288245226235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8555359288245226235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8555359288245226235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/bang-bang-bang.html' title='bang bang bang'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wDrv9YFKHKw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-442998755273088213</id><published>2011-06-23T07:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T08:08:52.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl guides'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fx'/><title type='text'>I just want to be free.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I went for West Div day at camp Pristine. It's damn far, dirty and deserted. I would die there, seriously. Saw bats for the first time in my life. There was a family of four, their bodies hanging opposite. Occasionally, some of them would move, stretch and flap their wings while the others remain as still as dead. Took part in the Art competition with &lt;b&gt;Jiayun, Fiona and Shiyun&lt;/b&gt;. Didn't win but NHGG in the end got 1st for tent-pitching, 2nd for gadgets-making and 2nd for white games. First time getting so many awards. Remarkably honourable. &lt;b&gt;Jiayu&lt;/b&gt; and I were in charge of serving for breakfast, lunch and tea break. It doesn't seem very much but sad to say, I'm currently having sore muscles right now probably due to the fact that we had to carry large boxes yesterday to and fro. Well, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:" How much do you love me?"&lt;br /&gt;Boy:" Count the stars."&lt;br /&gt;Girl:" That's impossible."&lt;br /&gt;Boy:" So is explaining how much I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;@damnteenquote via twitter&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;b&gt;Right now it's Girls' Generation&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Hello f(x)&lt;/b&gt; two days ago. I hate it when people don't even look before they judge. Like hello, for heaven's sake, you can't just say "oh they only depend on their looks for sucess". Like hell, at least they have good looks to speak of. Right, how 'bout you, bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="405" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hYLmfX0-xec" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the part 1 of episode 4 of &lt;b&gt;Hello f(x)&lt;/b&gt;, which is also the last episode. Look at their choreography of NU ABO. So perfect. *___*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="405" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sXh6MkpJIr4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is part 2. The practice video of NU ABO. :) For the rest of the videos, I suggest you can go to certain kpop websites and find. Any help? Tag me. Of course, at the end of the last episode, there is the full mv of NU ABO. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin:15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:italic 10px georgia;letter-spacing:1px;color:#C1CDC1;"&gt;“What can I say? It's like I tried so hard. It's like I'm here and you're just there, but I can't do anything, because the barrier is just in between of us. It's like I wanted to reach out but it takes two hands to clap, and clearly, you don't need me. It's like, we turned into strangers all over again.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-442998755273088213?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/442998755273088213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=442998755273088213&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/442998755273088213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/442998755273088213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-just-want-to-be-free.html' title='I just want to be free.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/hYLmfX0-xec/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-6561697604306475255</id><published>2011-06-21T08:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T08:25:39.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soo young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessica'/><title type='text'>What doesn't kill you makes you want to die.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin:15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:italic 9px georgia;letter-spacing:1px;color:#8B7D6B;"&gt;“You say that you love rain, but you open your umbrella when it rains. You say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines. You say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when wind blows. This is why I am afraid, you say that you love me too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font: 14px georgia;letter-spacing:3px;color:#CDC0B0;"&gt;—  William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for a hair cut yesterday! Trimmed my fringe and the back of my hair. It looks awkward now... &lt;i&gt;*hide myself in embarrassment*&lt;/i&gt; I would have to wait for my hair to grow so that it will be nicer for now. Anyway, &lt;b&gt;Comics Connection&lt;/b&gt; is having some sort of promotions! Purchased &lt;b&gt;Nichkhun&lt;/b&gt;'s name tag and &lt;b&gt;Sooyoung&lt;/b&gt;'s photo badge to add to my collection of kpop badges. Hehe seeing them makes me happy. I love all my idols~^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;b&gt;MTV Girls' Generation Today's Story&lt;/b&gt; yesterday! (There are a total of 9 episodes, each episode featuring a member of SNSD.) That was filmed just a few months after their debut. During that time, they were already quite famous. &lt;b&gt;Sooyoung&lt;/b&gt;'s has a massive and gorgeous house, to be honest. In &lt;b&gt;Sica&lt;/b&gt;'s episode, Park Min Young says to &lt;b&gt;Sica&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Sica really has a good heart. Sica gets hurt every time people spread rumours which aren't even true.&lt;/i&gt; Yes, she may look arrogant and cold but she's actually a warm person inside. Probably due to the Sica's effect, people misunderstand her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="405" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/QmKX3ZyUxvk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sica&lt;/b&gt; also feels regretful towards her dongsaeng, &lt;b&gt;Krystal&lt;/b&gt; :(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah regarding to the issue on Stance, just stop your flame wars and leave &lt;b&gt;SNSD&lt;/b&gt; alone. If &lt;b&gt;Soshi&lt;/b&gt; deny any rumours, sones will believe &lt;b&gt;Soshi&lt;/b&gt;. We believe in them. In any case, stop raking up the past, what's important now is the present.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-6561697604306475255?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/6561697604306475255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=6561697604306475255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/6561697604306475255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/6561697604306475255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-doesnt-kill-you-makes-you-want-to_21.html' title='What doesn&apos;t kill you makes you want to die.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/QmKX3ZyUxvk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-7778024356492415481</id><published>2011-06-20T08:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T08:33:11.220+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><title type='text'>Beginning.</title><content type='html'>Since I didn't do anything special yesterday, I have nothing much to say &lt;i&gt;(except that I love dim sum!)&lt;/i&gt;... Finished watching &lt;b&gt;Girls' Generation goes to school&lt;/b&gt; yesterday! (There are a total of 9 episodes.) &lt;b&gt;SNSD&lt;/b&gt; were so young and cute then. Now they've evolved into gorgeous ladies omg. Total epic transformation, but knowing how they look like in the past, even when they are just kids, really makes me feel like a better Sone! I love it when &lt;b&gt;Leeteuk&lt;/b&gt; says that he wants fans to think of &lt;b&gt;SNSD&lt;/b&gt; when they think of &lt;b&gt;SUJU&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Totally sweet~ *___*&lt;/i&gt; And I laughed hard when &lt;b&gt;Hongki&lt;/b&gt; said he looks like a girl. &lt;i&gt;No wayyy~&lt;/i&gt; Anyway, the girls went through tough times during their debut but managed to gain so much fame within a short period of time thanks to SONES~ Continue hwaiting! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="405" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ec_jqrmx5nE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bonus tracks!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="405" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KnqPZzFaodc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Audition videos! :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/birthdaysceneriogame.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( via &lt;a href="http://chibird.tumblr.com/post/6537461072/this-is-a-variation-of-a-elementary-school-game"&gt;birthday scenerio game by chibird&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is brilliant! So putting it here in my post for you guys to play around! Enjoy!~ I think mine's the most boring though: &lt;b&gt;host a tv show with my best friend&lt;/b&gt;. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-7778024356492415481?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7778024356492415481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=7778024356492415481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7778024356492415481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7778024356492415481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/beginning.html' title='Beginning.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ec_jqrmx5nE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-3375910215497122250</id><published>2011-06-19T08:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T08:40:21.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHINee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>In fiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin:15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:italic 9px georgia;letter-spacing:1px;color:#8B7D6B;"&gt;“When someone is crying, of course, the noble thing to do is to comfort them. But if someone is trying to hide their tears, it may also be noble to pretend you do not notice them.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font: 14px georgia;letter-spacing:3px;color:#CDC0B0;"&gt;—  Lemony Snicket &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with &lt;b&gt;Jerelyn, Rachel and Ziyan&lt;/b&gt; yesterday! Met &lt;b&gt;Jerry&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Rachel&lt;/b&gt; first before meeting &lt;b&gt;Ziyan&lt;/b&gt;. Shared Hawaiian pizza among the four of us for lunch, with &lt;b&gt;Rachel&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Jerry&lt;/b&gt; telling us lame jokes lol. But it's kinda funny, in a way. :P After lunch, we didn't know where to go. Sort of wandered aimlessly around, after that decided to settle down at Starbucks and talk. I ordered chocolate chip cream while Jerry purchased caramel frap. Mine was heaven. &lt;i&gt;*bliss*&lt;/i&gt; Talked for a pretty long time, mostly about school and friends. Then after, we went to arcade and took neoprints! The first time taking neoprints with them but it still didn't feel complete, with one person missing. :( However, I admit that I like my fringe in most of the pictures. ^^ I'm keeping these prints together with the rest of neoprints which i took with others hehe. &lt;b&gt;Rachel&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Jerry&lt;/b&gt; were busy decorating but &lt;b&gt;Ziyan and I&lt;/b&gt; were sitting at the booth lol. I felt we were quite useless then. Proceeded to The Yogurt Place where &lt;b&gt;Jerry&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Rachel&lt;/b&gt; each bought a cup of yogurt. We found a bench and sat down and chatted again. Felt good to say out all the things that I've been bottling up. Thanks so much for being my listening ears. I love you guys. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/s. Thanks Jerry for your Cambodia presents and Rachel for your advanced birthday present!:)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm not uploading any pictures on this post, I share just share something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6I7alr7qCfg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;MINHO LOVES YOU!*___*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-3375910215497122250?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3375910215497122250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=3375910215497122250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3375910215497122250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3375910215497122250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/in-fiction.html' title='In fiction'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6I7alr7qCfg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-2332903194042977889</id><published>2011-06-18T08:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T08:05:15.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fx'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music bank'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Hot Summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;YAY &lt;b&gt;'HOT SUMMER'&lt;/b&gt; MV WAS RELEASED JUST YESTERDAY! Gorgeous girls + pretty colours~♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/z-rftpZ7kCY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JBTiCaLTq9E" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;First debut on Music Bank!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TAGGED BY &lt;a href="http://zxcharmaine-ftw.blogspot.com/"&gt;Charmaine&lt;/a&gt; :D  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules ; Tag your friends once you're done :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;50 Confessions About Me.&lt;br /&gt;1 ♔ I am 14, going 15 in about less than a month. :)&lt;br /&gt;2 ♔ I hate going to school...&lt;br /&gt;3 ♔ I don't hate studying, but I guess I'm just too lazy :(&lt;br /&gt;4 ♔ I love Disney and animation shows + fairy tales like &lt;b&gt;Tangled!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 ♔ I love Kdramas + K-variety shows, like WGM! ♥&lt;br /&gt;6 ♔ I'm fucking emotional and sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;7 ♔ I love GG!&lt;br /&gt;8 ♔ I want to go to Japan/Korea/UK/ one day.&lt;br /&gt;9 ♔ Yeah, I'm a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;10 ♔ I can be emotional sometimes ..&lt;br /&gt;11 ♔ I admit the internet is like everything to me...&lt;br /&gt;12 ♔ I rephrase, twitter + my blog + tumblr is important to me.&lt;br /&gt;13 ♔ fb to me, is BORING.&lt;br /&gt;14 ♔ I hate creepy crawlies. I can scream like mad and jump like crazy when I see them...&lt;br /&gt;15 ♔ I hate being left out.&lt;br /&gt;16 ♔ I hate it when people come to me only when they need me.&lt;br /&gt;17 ♔ I think about dying some times, probably a bit too much.&lt;br /&gt;18 ♔ I love SNSD, and my bias is Sooyoung. ^^&lt;br /&gt;19 ♔ I love f(x), and my bias is Victoria. ^^&lt;br /&gt;20 ♔ I love SHINee, and my bias is Taemin, followed by Onew. ^^&lt;br /&gt;21 ♔ I. cant. cycle .___.&lt;br /&gt;22 ♔ Kissing you is like the song that I always play first on my 'It's Girls' Generation' playlist :)&lt;br /&gt;23 ♔ I love Twilight + Harry Potter + Narnia! So typical of an average female teen. :P&lt;br /&gt;24 ♔ Nichkhun is my ideal guy *___*&lt;br /&gt;25 ♔ I love the adam couple, Khuntoria and Yongseo and I hope they can get married someday! *wishful thinking*&lt;br /&gt;26 ♔ It doesn't take a lot to make me happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;27 ♔ I can be super wild.&lt;br /&gt;28 ♔ I can be really emo.&lt;br /&gt;29 ♔ I have moodswings quite frequently.&lt;br /&gt;30 ♔ I'm always procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;31 ♔ I love my family.&lt;br /&gt;32 ♔ I hate people who look down on others. Who the hell you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;33 ♔ I prefer the peace and quietness sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;34 ♔ Do you ever feel lonely when you are surrounded by a crowd of people? Yes, I do.&lt;br /&gt;35 ♔ I'm afraid of losing.&lt;br /&gt;36 ♔ I'm afraid of the dark.&lt;br /&gt;37 ♔ I'm afraid of losing what I used to have.&lt;br /&gt;38 ♔ I like Science and I hate maths ):&lt;br /&gt;39 ♔ I love movies.&lt;br /&gt;40 ♔ I can't live without music -O-&lt;br /&gt;41 ♔ I'm not religious.&lt;br /&gt;42 ♔ I think I might be getting depression one day soon.&lt;br /&gt;43 ♔ Nobody knows when I cry.&lt;br /&gt;44 ♔ I don't understand myself sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;45 ♔ I don't even know myself.&lt;br /&gt;46 ♔ I used to love bs.com but it has became one crappy community I feel disgusted when I see it.&lt;br /&gt;47 ♔ I like reading, especially Jodi Picoult's books! :P&lt;br /&gt;48 ♔ There was a time, when I wandered around in the streets myself alone, crying.&lt;br /&gt;49 ♔ I like ghost stories, but I get the creeps every time :/&lt;br /&gt;50 ♔ Yeah, I'm a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;--------END-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TAGGED: ANYONE WHO WANTS TO DO THIS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out later with the girls! Totally excited!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-2332903194042977889?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/2332903194042977889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=2332903194042977889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/2332903194042977889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/2332903194042977889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/hot-summer.html' title='Hot Summer!'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/z-rftpZ7kCY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-3442184465027393388</id><published>2011-06-17T07:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T08:05:22.356+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Turn around bright eyes.</title><content type='html'>I've been neglecting this &lt;b&gt;'100 facts about me'&lt;/b&gt; quiz and I remembered that I had stopped at 3 the previous time. So here goes the fourth one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.I still switch on all my kitchen lights and bathroom lights every time I need the bathroom and I believe in monsters hiding underneath my bed, waiting to strike one day.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think that's silly/childish of me to harbour such thoughts, but so unfortunately, I rather 'be safe than be sorry'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I went out yesterday to &lt;b&gt;Fort Canning Park&lt;/b&gt; to snap some pictures to complete my local history badge. After that, we visited the &lt;b&gt;National Museum of Singapore&lt;/b&gt;. I swear the sun was beating down hard on us. I just have to admit, yesterday was an unlucky day. The escalator broke down and we had to climb up and down. Even the handles were blazing. We passed by &lt;b&gt;The Cathay&lt;/b&gt; and entered &lt;b&gt;Plaza Singapura&lt;/b&gt;. Had indonesian food for lunch and bought GongCha milk tea with herbal jelly. &lt;i&gt;Bliss~&lt;/i&gt; Shopped around and bought stuffs. Finally, our last destination of the day was Chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/giftbox-cute.jpg" border="0" alt="" a="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Adorable, no? (✿◠‿◠)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked quite a fair bit yesterday. Feeling good now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-3442184465027393388?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3442184465027393388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=3442184465027393388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3442184465027393388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3442184465027393388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/turn-around-bright-eyes_17.html' title='Turn around bright eyes.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-4182418319186078330</id><published>2011-06-15T08:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T08:52:51.679+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fx'/><title type='text'>Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?</title><content type='html'>As some of you guys here may know, &lt;b&gt;f(x)&lt;/b&gt; is warping up their promotions for &lt;b&gt;'Pinnochio'&lt;/b&gt; album and here's a teaser for their up-coming follow-up track, &lt;strong&gt;'HOT SUMMER'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Sg7IODHRwRE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO the girls are back in colourful clothings for this repackaged album! Heheh looking forward to the full MV but meanwhile, the full audio track has already been released! ♥ All of them look ultra gorgeous here. Omg can't wait can't wait! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been trying to complete my homework, hopefully, by this week. Gosh I can't believe 3 weeks are almost over. What the hell is this holiday man? :( Going out with the girls on Saturday for &lt;b&gt;Swensons&lt;/b&gt; + I still have Vivo outing + BS outing! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I should be going to &lt;b&gt;Fort Canning Park&lt;/b&gt; around these few days since I've got to complete my &lt;b&gt;Local History Badge&lt;/b&gt; for Guides. Hmmm hope I can do it! &lt;i&gt;HWAITING!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-4182418319186078330?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/4182418319186078330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=4182418319186078330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/4182418319186078330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/4182418319186078330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/oh-simple-thing-where-have-you-gone.html' title='Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Sg7IODHRwRE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-7290079124125028169</id><published>2011-06-13T22:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T22:52:50.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretending</title><content type='html'>I don't know how to start, but I've got lots to say. People never really understand me, or they just don't take time to try that. I don't know. It's been a while since I felt this horrible about myself. I want to transfer school so badly. I cry every time I think about what went wrong. Honestly, was it my fault? I hate going out nowadays, I hate facing the world. I hate it when my family asks me about my friends, I'd just say they died. So yeah, seriously, who will truly be there for me when I need strength? Because for all I know now, I just can't find anyone. I need to talk so badly about all my problems. I need someone who will listen, not remark on whatever I do. But my future seems bleak now. I lost almost everything. It wasn't so bad the previous time, you know. It wasn't at all. I still had some good friends to rely on. I hate how we got so close together and now, it's hard for me to talk to someone in our circle. I don't even know what I should wish anymore. Should I wish that everything would go back to the way it had before? Maybe I would just tolerate more. But I can't deny the fact that the worst feeling in life is being ignored, being totally neglected, being like you're totally invisible. Yeah, maybe I'm insignificant. I'm always unimportant, isn't that so? Nobody really cares about me. Nobody asks me how I'm feeling. I don't want this to happen too, but I really have no idea what I should do anymore. I'm hoping that maybe someone will come to understand me one day. Even as I'm typing all this shit out, I'm crying. I'm afraid I won't have enough strength to carry on anymore. Seeing people you used to know totally sucks. We weren't like this in the first place. We used to be so close, so close. Maybe too close for comfort. I think I trusted people too much, and now I'm falling apart. My fault? Yes, absolutely. I wanted to tell my mum then, but she wouldn't say anything that would make me better too. My heart is practically dying inside and no one cares enough to know. Why am I experiencing the worst moments in my life now idk. I really just feel like ending everything now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-7290079124125028169?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7290079124125028169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=7290079124125028169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7290079124125028169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7290079124125028169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/pretending.html' title='Pretending'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-8003046621760033330</id><published>2011-06-12T09:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T10:10:16.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonghyun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yuri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHINee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soo young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SUJU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taemin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Onew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fx'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyoyeon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seohyun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victoria'/><title type='text'>Blow the candles out</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zBUmZE9UmEM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SMTOWN PARIS&lt;/b&gt; was held yesterday and the day before! Since SME only uploaded a few of the highlights, I'm really annoyed because I had to end up searching for fancams instead. See what I've found! OMGGG &lt;b&gt;TAEMINNIE&lt;/b&gt; *___* I love how you always smile when you mess things up. :P Which reminds me of their &lt;b&gt;Lucifer&lt;/b&gt; dance practice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ovztfpWPo5M" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 0:50, the angel smiles and everyone's heart stop beating for a second. His smile is soooo contagious! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mtx2K5XtgP8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and check this out. &lt;b&gt;Hyoyeon, Eunhyuk, Taemin, Luna, Sooyong, Minho, Victoria, Donghae, Shindong and Yuri!&lt;/b&gt; All the best dancers of SME. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9pgJNsMdaKQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe this is funny. For &lt;b&gt;JJONG&lt;/b&gt;'s fans. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="405" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/L3vRxUM3owE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SeoKyu&lt;/b&gt;! Even though I support &lt;b&gt;YongSeo&lt;/b&gt;, this is cute. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/78dCSBV_0TM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There can be only one explanation for this - &lt;b&gt;Onew SANGTAE!&lt;/b&gt; Awww as cute as ever. ^___^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-8003046621760033330?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8003046621760033330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=8003046621760033330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8003046621760033330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8003046621760033330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/blow-candles-out.html' title='Blow the candles out'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zBUmZE9UmEM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-1313964614592953903</id><published>2011-06-11T08:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T08:26:49.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHINee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fx'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U-Kiss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='b2st'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ft island'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T-ara'/><title type='text'>Somewhere only we know.</title><content type='html'>Spent the night watching &lt;b&gt;Dream Concert 2011&lt;/b&gt; yesterday! Even though I was disappointed by then fact that &lt;b&gt;SNSD&lt;/b&gt; wasn't here, I was still thrilled when I saw &lt;b&gt;f(x), SHINee, T-ara, FT Island, 2pm, U-KISS and B2ST&lt;/b&gt;! There was also a dream high special stage! &lt;i&gt;*fangirling*&lt;/i&gt; Personally though, it was quite disappointing because KBS kept cutting the performances and only 1 song was allowed for broadcast for most of the singers. DAMNIT. Still, I'm happy seeing so many familiar faces on stage again! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LwBCbsMGFF0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dN5sIzdTt0M" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-1S84cq6tYM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dCq-AVyrxoA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CCcILCvCDx4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-XZQAzC8ZO4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a new &lt;b&gt;glee&lt;/b&gt; app called 'Smule'(i think?) where you can sing with just a ipod/ipad/iphone and a microphone. It's totally cool. These days, I've been singing till my throat goes completely dry. Thanks to this fresh, new app, I've gotten more exposure to glee songs. Here's some which I thouught would be lovely if I share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 10px; padding-left: 15px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; border-left-color: rgb(220, 220, 220); "&gt;&lt;ul style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: disc; "&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Candles &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Total eclipse of the heart.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Somewhere only we know.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="clear" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; clear: both; height: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KC4RSkm2vj0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MTIRCK_7uGg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1xiCbUqEENs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now why don't we go, somewhere only we know?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-1313964614592953903?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/1313964614592953903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=1313964614592953903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1313964614592953903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1313964614592953903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/somewhere-only-we-know.html' title='Somewhere only we know.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LwBCbsMGFF0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-3490419412936385809</id><published>2011-06-10T08:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T09:08:19.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I'd never fall like this again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;div class="post_content" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div class="post_title" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; color:#CDC5BF;font-size: 22px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;Wanna Know Why You're Hurting?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 10px; padding-left: 15px; border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 4px; border-left-color: rgb(220, 220, 220); "&gt;&lt;ul style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; list-style-type: disc; "&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;You’re being &lt;em style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;attached&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to someone who’s being &lt;em style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;distant &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;towards you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;You’re paying &lt;em style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;attention&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to someone who &lt;em style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;ignores&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;You’re making&lt;em style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt; time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for someone who’s too &lt;em style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;busy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;You’re too &lt;em style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;caring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to someone who seems &lt;em style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;careless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; towards you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;You keep &lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;em style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;waiting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on someone who keeps &lt;em style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;stalling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="clear" style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; clear: both; height: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/falllikethat.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-3490419412936385809?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3490419412936385809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=3490419412936385809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3490419412936385809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3490419412936385809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/id-never-fall-like-this-again.html' title='I&apos;d never fall like this again.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-2274428502988426254</id><published>2011-06-08T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T17:44:37.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Total eclipse of the heart</title><content type='html'>I'm really tired. Slept at 1 am in the morning and woke up at 7am. Sigh, then went to school for artfest CIP again. Today was slightly better, I guess? I feel that we slacked a lot today, which is probably a bad thing but seriously, I don't feel like doing anything again. &lt;i&gt;Today I don't feel like doing anything.~&lt;/i&gt; In any case, we did a lot too. &lt;i&gt;*proud*&lt;/i&gt; Thanks &lt;b&gt;Mr Fadly&lt;/b&gt; for the curry puffs! He's such a awesome teacher hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/cip-01-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fish Braid by &lt;b&gt;Wenxin&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/cip-02-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Camwhoring session with &lt;b&gt;Eunice&lt;/b&gt; @ the toliet No.1!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/cip-04-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Camwhoring session with &lt;b&gt;Eunice&lt;/b&gt; @ the toliet No.2!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/cip-03.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Camwhoring session with &lt;b&gt;Eunice&lt;/b&gt; @ the toliet No.3!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still debating whether I should go with them to Bugis tomorrow. I'm a bit bored at home, yet, I feel like just rotting at home and not doing anything at home. &lt;i&gt;*sigh*&lt;/i&gt; Should I go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-2274428502988426254?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/2274428502988426254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=2274428502988426254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/2274428502988426254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/2274428502988426254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/total-eclipse-of-heart.html' title='Total eclipse of the heart'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-217114880887764841</id><published>2011-06-07T15:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T16:08:49.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award'/><title type='text'>Fairy dust</title><content type='html'>So I was walking to school in my purple Nike shoes which have rather low cuttings and unfortunately for me, I was wearing ankle socks, guess what? The next thing I knew, part of the shoes actually cut into my skin! I swear I was struggling to walk because it was agony to walk + it was simply awful. I sat at the school canteen listening to all my Korean songs while waiting for &lt;b&gt;Eunice&lt;/b&gt;. When she arrived, we went to art room. We were supposed to help out for the preparation of the Artfest which is going to be held in July. Apparently, some people are going to dress up in different costumes for the Art display(?) Luckily, &lt;b&gt;Yiwei&lt;/b&gt; had a plaster and she handed me one. Thanks so much! That totally saved my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, &lt;b&gt;Eunice&lt;/b&gt; and me started painting several ancient weapons like swords, and blades made from styrofoam, but after that I grew tired from painting and proceeded to help &lt;b&gt;Zihui&lt;/b&gt; in drawing scales on some cloths, which were meant to be mermaids' fins. &lt;b&gt;Weibin&lt;/b&gt; was being drastically annoying, commenting on every single action which I did. HELLO? I'm just me, and I like it, okay? Stupid dad... .___. I even helped in painting the fins and sprinkling glitter on the fins. Some time later, &lt;b&gt;Changlyn&lt;/b&gt; arrived and afterwards, she said that her braces wire(?) snapped! Hahaha that stupid girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since music was playing from the speaker through &lt;b&gt;Zihui's&lt;/b&gt; iphone, added to the fact that I had nothing much to do at that moment, I was practically spamming Korean (SNSD) songs! HEHE. ^^ Sadly, &lt;b&gt;Vanessa&lt;/b&gt; told &lt;b&gt;Mr Fadly&lt;/b&gt; that I was very free and he made me paint the skulls! Ugh, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/fairydust-02-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Look at all the glitter on my hair!!! :(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I was concentrating on my 'masterpieces', someone poured glitter over my head and I didn't realise it until &lt;b&gt;Changlyn&lt;/b&gt; told me! I had a strong feeling it was Zihui who did it, so I took revenge. Soon, the whole art room was covered with gold glitter because everyone was throwing it every single place. HAHAH EPIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch, ate Western, together with my favourite mashed potato and went home with &lt;b&gt;Eunice and Jolene&lt;/b&gt; while the rest were off to Bugis to buy costumes. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;Award from puiling! :D Thanks, babe! &lt;/big&gt; &lt;a href="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/award.png"&gt;Click here!&lt;/a&gt; But please don't hotlink + upload to your own image host! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Say "thank you" to someone who gave you this award.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Heyyy Unnie, thanks for this. ^^&lt;/i&gt; PL is an awesome blogskinner! :) &lt;a href="http://www.curvingends.blogspot.com/"&gt;Visit her blog here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Write about someone who gave you this award.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh this is a bit awkward, but I guess, she's one of the first few cyber friends I met on &lt;b&gt;blogskins.com&lt;/b&gt;. She's pretty cute and cool and pretty, but she's really awesome. We talk a lot, I guess? Glad to meet her in real life too. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Write about yourself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiii, wanna know more about me? Why not go to my &lt;b&gt;'profile'&lt;/b&gt; kthxbye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Give this award to nine of your Blogger friends (blogends).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my friends, cyber and non-cyber. Or my loyal readers or my followers or passers-by! THANKS FOR VISITING MY BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't forget to leave a message on their chatbox.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAZY. :/ Don't kill me, pleaseee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-217114880887764841?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/217114880887764841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=217114880887764841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/217114880887764841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/217114880887764841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/fairy-dust.html' title='Fairy dust'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-7876864465067167153</id><published>2011-06-06T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T13:27:25.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNblue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YongHwa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seohyun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we got married'/><title type='text'>I'm Genie for you, girl.</title><content type='html'>These 3 days, I was catching up episodes on &lt;b&gt;Adam couple&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Yongseo&lt;/b&gt;. It took me about a day plus to complete &lt;b&gt;YongSeo&lt;/b&gt;. I even re-watched the last episode hehe. Over a year of memories, both sweet and bad... Our goguma couple ended! Will forever miss &lt;b&gt;Yong Choding&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Seo Goddess&lt;/b&gt;. ^^ Our maknae has matured a lot hehe. Remember how she asked &lt;b&gt;Yong&lt;/b&gt;: "What's the difference between 'love' and 'like'?" Now, she even has her own analogy of them, which is also basically taking examples from a dandelion. Awww... &lt;b&gt;Seohyun&lt;/b&gt; has never ever dated, &lt;b&gt;YongHwa&lt;/b&gt; was the first guy to even get this close to her. &lt;b&gt;Lucky Yong. ^^&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Sweet potato/Goguma/Mildang(push and pull) couple HWAITING! ♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WBdzs8eBQ1I" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Banmal song!&lt;/b&gt; Precious memories.:)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="405" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TsVzvrZkTXs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Their duet @ &lt;b&gt;Incheon Korean Music Wave&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;'Run Devil Run'&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;'Lovelight'&lt;/strong&gt;! *___*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/X5m2RmSX9JE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Unaired cut part 1!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6vTaljh_nzE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Unaired cut part 2!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left with &lt;b&gt;Khuntoria&lt;/b&gt; for WGM! Maybe I should watch &lt;b&gt;WooJung&lt;/b&gt; too?:P Everything must end, sigh, it's so depressing. Life is so depressing. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-7876864465067167153?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7876864465067167153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=7876864465067167153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7876864465067167153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7876864465067167153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-genie-for-you-girl.html' title='I&apos;m Genie for you, girl.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/WBdzs8eBQ1I/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-3458410651767179653</id><published>2011-06-05T11:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T09:08:31.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokwon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2am'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we got married'/><title type='text'>The Day I Confessed.</title><content type='html'>Kehehe just finished all the episodes of adam couple. Cried at the last scene because I was really touched. They went through so much together, both joyful and tough times. Most of the time when I was watching them, I laughed hard at the beloved &lt;b&gt;Kkap Kwon&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;GaIn's trademark-eyeliner&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;*hinthint*&lt;/i&gt; They make a cute couple together. When they announced that they would stop filming a few months ago, I was honestly, sad. I WILL MISS THEM SO MUCH. These are some scenes which touched me or got me happy hehe (✿◠‿◠)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AEWn5YRZadQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Their first live together @ music core! &lt;b&gt;'We fell in love'&lt;/b&gt;, something so sweet and cute. *___*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pESOz_ESE3o" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;'The Day I Confessed'&lt;/b&gt;, originally called &lt;b&gt;'The moving song'&lt;/b&gt; sang by Kwonnie ^^&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/iSGhgeJQ7_k" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;One of the most epic moments-- The 3rd time which they kissed! :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eNXgZb4Ayk8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Something special. One of the time they went on a show together. &amp;amp; omg &lt;b&gt;Key!&lt;/b&gt; HAHAHA WHUT ARE YOU GUYS DOING HAHAHA EPIC KKAP-NESS. &amp;lt;: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="405" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6l38qLCU-kc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Their dance together! &lt;b&gt;BEG&lt;/b&gt; performing SIGN featuring &lt;b&gt;2AM!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="405" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FgTIVS-CupA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;One of their cuts which wasn't aired...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/aAQAdcXR2jw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The ending... (╥﹏╥)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to continue this post, I would have spammed it with more videos hahaha. See what they've been through? Such a cute couple. Cheeros to their &lt;i&gt;1 year and 3 months&lt;/i&gt; worth of memories. &lt;b&gt;HWAITING ADAM COUPLE IS FOREVER! Saranghae. ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-3458410651767179653?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3458410651767179653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=3458410651767179653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3458410651767179653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3458410651767179653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-i-confessed.html' title='The Day I Confessed.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/AEWn5YRZadQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-7451115590245052025</id><published>2011-06-04T14:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T14:45:47.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soo young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Quasimodo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin:15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:italic 9px georgia;letter-spacing:1px;color:#8B7D6B;"&gt;“And even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesn’t really change the fact that you have what you have.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font: 14px georgia;letter-spacing:3px;color:#CDC0B0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;—  The Perks of Being A Wallflower  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;CHOI SOOYOUNG IS SICK!&lt;/big&gt; Ohmygod, nooo ): All of the girls are working so hard recently... And now, &lt;b&gt;Sooyoung&lt;/b&gt; exhausted herself! Unnie, hope you'll get better soon! HWAITING. They've been promoting their new Japanese album and doing concerts recently, it's no wonder they'll be drained out. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, today is pretty awesome! Everyone's being nice to me, including dad, who brought me to &lt;b&gt;Ajisen&lt;/b&gt; for spicy ramen + california maki but one other side dish! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/californiamaki.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;California Maki!&lt;/i&gt; =^.^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/ajisenramen.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spicy ramen!&lt;/i&gt; ≧◔◡◔≦ ~ ≧✯◡✯≦ ~ ≧^◡^≦ ~ ≧°◡°≦ ~ ≧◡≦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/thomasnfriends.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Random shot hahah. I miss watching &lt;b&gt;Thomas and friends&lt;/b&gt; when I was a kid.&lt;/i&gt; ❀◕ ‿ ◕❀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we ate Soya ice cream and bought mixed berries yoghurt hahaha! Shopped around and, I've told my mum I want &lt;b&gt;'Norwegian Wood'/'The perks of being a wallflower'&lt;/b&gt; book for my birthday. Though I really doubt she would buy. Most of the time, I only get what she thought would be useful for me. That is really boring and cliché! Can't I get something that I absolutely desire this time round? &lt;i&gt;*cross fingers*&lt;/i&gt; Really feel like catching a movie or something later. How about watching Korean dramas/Korean Variety shows? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See all those text smileys? Yep, they are freaking cuteeee! ♥ Credits to: &lt;a href="http://text-symbols.com/emoticons/"&gt;text-symbols.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-7451115590245052025?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7451115590245052025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=7451115590245052025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7451115590245052025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7451115590245052025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/quasimodo.html' title='Quasimodo'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-5313078643846633821</id><published>2011-06-02T15:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T15:40:13.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>Tonari no Totoro</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/totoro-07.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch &lt;b&gt;Tonari no Totoro&lt;/b&gt;! The huge, fluffy, &lt;i&gt;kawaii&lt;/i&gt; cat monster. *spam hearts* ♥ I was moved by some of the scenes in the movie and my eyes started brimming. &lt;b&gt;Satsuki&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Mei&lt;/b&gt; are so adorable, innocent, young, like angels. It makes me remember my childhood and the pure bliss of being a kid. &lt;i&gt;*sigh*&lt;/i&gt; But that seems miles and miles away. Now, my birthday is already approaching, which also means that I'm growing a year older. Woah. How time flies. Found many &lt;b&gt;Totoro&lt;/b&gt; gifs on the web yesterday. Sharing a few with you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/totoro-05.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/totoro-04.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/totoro-02.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/tonarinototoro.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out just now for &lt;b&gt;Macs&lt;/b&gt;. After lunch, I ordered a &lt;strong&gt;chocolate colour burst ice cream. ^^ Imma a happy girl.&lt;/strong&gt; Anyway, guess what? Saw something epic today. &lt;b&gt;T H I S&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/doughnutemire-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;when things go wrong &lt;/i&gt;  {｡^◕‿◕^｡}&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-5313078643846633821?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/5313078643846633821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=5313078643846633821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/5313078643846633821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/5313078643846633821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/tonari-no-totoro.html' title='Tonari no Totoro'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-8998863596776188846</id><published>2011-06-02T08:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T08:38:33.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interviews'/><title type='text'>Born to be a Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gJ2cak5LEOQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOOYOUNG&lt;/b&gt; YOU'RE AMAZING. YOUR JAPANESE IS SO FLUENT GOSH. *____* It's funny when &lt;b&gt;Sunny&lt;/b&gt; is doing that taxi thingy hehehe. Omg all the girls are gorgeous. &lt;b&gt;JeTi&lt;/b&gt; immediately spazzing in English when they know that the reporter can speak English hahahah. &lt;b&gt;SHOUJO JIDAI!!!♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is something that I would like to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;50 Things YOU can learn from Korean dramas&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Hot, rich, younger men love fat, older vulgar women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) If you have a best guy friend, he is in love with you. And secretly you are too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) You and your boyfriend will always playfully chase each other on an ice rink, at the beach, or in the leaves. And you'll laugh for no reason and your boyfriend will hit you "playfully" but the force of his push will have you flying across the room. But it's okay. Cause you're still laughing like a crazy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Brothers/cousin/uncles-newphews will always love the same girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) You're allowed to make uturns wherever you want in Korea. And there is never traffic on the side you want to u turn to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) There is a super quick payment device that allows you to pay a bill quickly enough for a guy to run immediately out of a restaurant after his angry girlfriend storms out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Everyone has cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 ) If you're sick, all you need is an IV to make you feel lots better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) There is vomit and urine all over Seoul at nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Fighting at a pojangmacha with a random stranger is merely part of a normal night's event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Soju must cost 10 cents. Everyone drinks it everyday all the time, especially the poor people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) If you're rich, you're a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) If you're poor, you're an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Women sleep and wake up with a full set of makeup on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) You're not studying hard enough unless you get a nosebleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) If you have a nosebleed, you most definately have cancer. And you have no money to pay for the surgery that will save your life. And your liver is missing. We're not sure where it went, but it's making your cancer progress faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) If you work in a sool jeep, you have massively curly hair and wear flashy colors from the early 90's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 ) You always order orange juice or coffee at a cafe. And you never drink it. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) You will always call your boyfriend by his job title. Or simply sunbaenim. Never his name. Never. He doesn't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) If you TRULY love each other, you must die together in the end. Frozen outside instead of finding shelter like sane people. Just frozen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) You go to America you come back miraculously successful. You go to England you come back amazingly fashionable. You stay in Korea the only thing that changes is your hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) And if you come back with no apparent reason then it's because you have cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Everyone always goes to the same hospital no matter where they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) If you stand out in the rain for more than five minutes, you'll end up with a fever and vertigo and people will rush you to the hospital to get some magic IV. And instead of taking an ambulance or driving they'll race you on their back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Even if you're poor and can't eat, you never wear the same clothes twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) If you play a poor kid, you always have dirt on your face and your hair is always messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) If you're saving someone from being hit from a car, you'll push them out of the way and wait for the car to hit you instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 ) Everyone has a long lost sister/brother/twin. Usually one they didn't know about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) If you don't want to answer your phone, you can't just turn it off. The battery&lt;br /&gt;needs to be taken out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) All korean men can drink hard, smoke long, sing well and play piano. Usually all at the same time. And at the same restaurant that has a piano that they let anyone use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) If you're in a relationship, you must at one point leave and have your lover tearfully come RIGHT before you board the plane (vice versa applies as well. You can be the chaser). 60% of the time you see each other, the other 40% you're roaming around in circles and pass each other about six times, but miraculously never see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) If you're getting off a plane, you're ALWAYS wearing sunglasses. ALWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) All guys wear hideous tracksuits zipped up to their neck. Even if all they're doing is jumproping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Girls will always storm off because they're mad and the guy will stoically grab them by the arm and swing them back- and by magic, not dislocate their shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Guys always look like they're 6 feet tall, even if they're only 5'10. Thank you camera angles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Guys like to wear foundation, eyeliner and sometimes a smudge of lipliner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) You always get stuck in an elevator with someone who makes you feel uncomfortable. Even if there are six different elevators, you'll always be stuck in the same one with that ******* you hate (or just fought with).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38 ) Unless you're fabulously rich, your in-laws will always hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) So will your sister-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) Your brother-in-law might be pining away for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) There are only 2 ways to kiss. You either press your lips against theirs with your mouth completely shut, and just press away for a very long and uncomfortable time. OR you devour the other person and suck out their soul. In both instances, the world spins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) A guy will always get the right size ring, even if you're never held hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) People stare off into space and ponder a lot. They'll just stop in the middle of the road and watch a leaf on a tree for a good three minutes, and just ponder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) You'll get pregnant the first time you have sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) You'll get pregnant if he kisses you on the forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) Hell- you'll get pregnant if you hold hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47) If you overcome great obstacles to be together, one of you must die. Probably due to cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48 ) One korean man can kick the butts of 6 gangstas. Especially when they all stand in a circle and attack the guy one by one. Then when each of them get their butts OWNED, they wise up and attack the guy at the same time. Then the guy will get pulverized and bleed out onto the dusty concrete floor of the empty warehouse they've found to fight in. There will be a fire in a trashcan somewhere. And the girl will have watched this the entire time, screaming in horror. Instead of calling 119, she'll just watch and cry. But it's okay. Cause the next day the guy will be fine with a few random bandages and a few face scars. But never a black eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49) It ain't a real fight unless the gangstas fight dirty with a stick or switchblade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50) If you study in the states (perferably Harvard), you are one of the top students and can speak perfect English (as assumed by the reactions of those around you). Why the rest of the world OUTSIDE of the TV can't understand a single word uttered out of your melodramatic mouth is beyond me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to: &lt;a href="http://soshified.com/forums/topic/37660-50-things-you-can-learn-from-korean-dramas/"&gt;soshified&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-8998863596776188846?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8998863596776188846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=8998863596776188846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8998863596776188846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8998863596776188846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/06/born-to-be-lady_02.html' title='Born to be a Lady'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/gJ2cak5LEOQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-2814964046285886226</id><published>2011-05-31T16:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T16:33:05.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Black Swan</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/blackswan.gif" border="0" alt="t" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watched &lt;b&gt;Black Swan&lt;/b&gt;. How can I describe it? Hmmm... It was tragic, thrilling and yet beautiful. But there were some parts where I totally skipped, because they weren't suitable for minors... &lt;i&gt;*hinthint*&lt;/i&gt; Natalie Portman looks so skinny and pretty in the movie. I heard that she trained hard specially for this. Woah, I mean the movie turned out to be a pretty big hit, so her efforts were definitely worthwhile. However, I'm a bit overwhelmed. The ending isn't exactly what I've expected. Overall, needless to say, it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;Plot&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina Sayers (Natalie Portman) is a young dancer with a prestigious New York City ballet company. She lives with her neurotic mother, Erica (Barbara Hershey), a former dancer who stopped her career when she was 28 and pregnant with Nina.&lt;br /&gt;The ballet company is preparing for a production of Swan Lake. The director, Thomas Leroy (Vincent Cassel), has to cast a new principal dancer as he has forced his present principal dancer, Beth Macintyre (Winona Ryder), into retirement. The lead must be able to portray both the innocent, fragile White Swan and her dark, sensual, evil twin, the Black Swan. Nina is selected to compete for the part alongside several other dancers. Her audition goes badly, so she visits him later to ask him to reconsider and give her the role. He denies and tells her that her rigid technique makes her ideal for the White Swan, but she lacks the passion to dance the Black Swan. He then forces a kiss on her, until she bites him. Later on she is revealed to be chosen for the Swan Queen, the role she was previously denied. An intoxicated Beth angrily confronts Thomas and Nina, and she is later hit by a car and seriously injured in what Thomas believes was a suicide attempt.&lt;br /&gt;Nina starts to witness strange happenings around her. Thomas, meanwhile, becomes increasingly critical of Nina's "frigid" dancing as the Black Swan, and tells her that she should stop being such a perfectionist and simply lose herself in the Black Swan role. She makes the aquantaince of Lily (Mila Kunis), a fellow ballet dancer in the company that Thomas previously commented on, as someone who has qualities that Nina lacks. The relationship cools down due to indiscretions on Lily's behalf, but to make up for it, Lily appears at Nina's door and invites her for a night out. Nina is hesitant at first, but decides to join Lily against the will of her mother. During the night, Lily offers Nina a capsule of Ecstasy. Upon returning to the apartment, Nina has another fight with her mother. She barricades herself in her room and has sex with Lily. Next morning, Nina wakes up alone and late for rehearsal, which she rushes to make on time. When she enters the studio, she finds Lily dancing as the Swan Queen in her absence. Furious, she confronts Lily, and asks her why she did not wake her up in the morning. Lily states that she spent the night with a man whom she met at the club and it is revealed that Nina imagined the whole sex episode.&lt;br /&gt;Nina's hallucinations become stronger during rehearsals and at home, which culminates into a violent fight with her mother after which she passes out. Concerned about this erratic behavior, her mother tries to prevent Nina attending the opening performance, but Nina forces her way through and also insists that she is to dance, when Lily and the director are shown to be puzzled about her appearance since Nina's mother had called in and said that Nina was sick.&lt;br /&gt;The first act goes well until Nina is distracted during a lift by a hallucination. The Prince drops her. Distraught, she returns to her dressing room and finds Lily there, dressed in the Black Swan costume. As Lily announces her intention to play the Black Swan, she transforms into Nina herself. Nina and her double wrestle--Nina shoving her double into the mirror and shattering it. She grabs a shard of glass and stabs her duplicate in the stomach. Upon realizing what she has done, Nina sees that the body is Lily's. Nina hides the body, returns to the stage, and dances the Black Swan passionately and sensually. Growing black feathers, her arms become black wings as she finally loses herself: she is transmogrified into a black swan. At the end of the act, she receives a standing ovation from the audience, appearing normal from their point of view. When she leaves the stage, she finds Thomas and the rest of the cast congratulating her on her stunning performance. Nina takes him by surprise and kisses him.&lt;br /&gt;Back in her dressing room preparing for the final act, the dying of the White Swan, Nina is interrupted by a knock at her door. She opens it to see Lily, who has come to congratulate her on her performance as the Black Swan. Nina realizes her fight with Lily, just as all the strange visions she had experienced, was a hallucination, but sees the mirror is still shattered. She notices a wound on her body and realizes that she stabbed herself, not Lily. Back on stage, she dances passionately and seamlessly as the White Swan. In the last moments of the ballet, when the White Swan throws herself off a cliff, she spots her mother weeping in the audience. The theater erupts in thunderous applause as Nina falls. As Thomas and the rest of the cast enthusiastically congratulate her on her performance, Lily gasps in horror to see that Nina is bleeding. Though Nina lies wounded--perhaps dying--she is content. The film closes with her staring up at the stage lights, whispering "I felt it - Perfect - It was perfect," as the screen fades to white and the audience chants her name.&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/05/black-swan.html"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;credits to :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Swan_(film)"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-2814964046285886226?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/2814964046285886226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=2814964046285886226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/2814964046285886226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/2814964046285886226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/05/black-swan.html' title='Black Swan'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-7862203796199652735</id><published>2011-05-31T12:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T15:02:45.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Let's talk about love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin:15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:italic 9px georgia;letter-spacing:1px;color:#8B7D6B;"&gt;"with freedom, books, flowers, and the moon, who could not be happy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font: 14px georgia;letter-spacing:3px;color:#CDC0B0;"&gt;—   Oscar Wilde &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/koi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school today with &lt;b&gt;Zihui&lt;/b&gt; for English Oral! At first, I thought that we have to bring tie today and I was kind of worried since I didn't bring! But luckily, it wasn't exactly necessary. Chatted with &lt;b&gt;Changlyn&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Limin&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Yiying&lt;/b&gt; and some other guys while waiting for our turns. I think that the waiting time was totally giving me the creeps. My tension was growing second by second. Anyway, I think I screwed up the conversation part. ): I misinterpreted the question at first and I think the teacher changed to another segment. &lt;i&gt;SIGH WHY AM I SO STUPID?&lt;/i&gt; My oral examiner is a pretty cool American guy with dark skin hehe. I like his accent. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home with &lt;b&gt;Limin&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Yiying&lt;/b&gt;. We went to 7 eleven because they wanted to buy @cash! &lt;b&gt;Yiying&lt;/b&gt; was totally mad! She spent 30 bucks while &lt;b&gt;Limin&lt;/b&gt; spent 20 bucks! Then, &lt;b&gt;Yiying&lt;/b&gt; treated us to Koi! Woots yay milk tea with pearl! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah guess what? Do you remember the time when I said I think I screwed up Chinese Oral? YEP. Guess how much I got in the end? 26/40! I totally thought I failed it for sure and I was super depressed. PHEW. I'm gonna practise hard to improve my Chinese. In addition, my results are very disappointing. I must make this holiday productive for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;BIG STUDY PLAN!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/bloggerprofile.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, edited my blogger profile yesterday! I was just bored and I would like to provide a clear, detailed and thorough biography of myself. Hahah. Hoping that someone who has the same interests as me will stumble on my profile and maybe... Who knows? We might even become friends. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-7862203796199652735?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7862203796199652735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=7862203796199652735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7862203796199652735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7862203796199652735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/05/lets-talk-about-love.html' title='Let&apos;s talk about love'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-7860214829698914991</id><published>2011-05-30T07:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T08:31:04.655+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoona'/><title type='text'>Constellations.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin:15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:italic 9px georgia;letter-spacing:1px;color:#8B7D6B;"&gt;“We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font: 14px georgia;letter-spacing:3px;color:#CDC0B0;"&gt;—  Anaïs Nin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/yoona-01.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;Happy Birthday IM YOONA! ♥&lt;/big&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Stay pretty as you are, Unnie. You're one of the most popular girls in not just &lt;b&gt;SNSD&lt;/b&gt;, but also in the whole korea music industry. You are the ideal one of many. Proud to be a S♡NE. Love you. :)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Introduction&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to be that a particular sentence, gaze or style has been grabbing the attention of the public,&lt;br /&gt;how much do we know about the YoonA we've been taking note of throughout the time?&lt;br /&gt;She might seem to have a body figure which looks rather fragile and weak, together with a smile which has always made people go head over heels frequently, but in actual fact, YoonA has always been hiding her innocent and cute self of a 20 year old girl from the cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the interview, we used YoonA's role in certain parts of the lyrics in SNSD music as the theme for this interview. It's not an interview with all 9 girls in SNSD, but only YoonA herself, a one to one interview.&lt;br /&gt;This is a report from the photo shoot venue, it can also be considered as a chat with YoonA, accompanied with her memorable laughter during the photo shoot. After the photo shoot, the phone conversation with her is still ongoing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of getting in with her schedule and rest time, we asked a few casual questions regarding what she is doing now.&lt;br /&gt;"Surfing the net, watching TV, reporting to other members what happened during a particular time. I am in Tiffany's room while having this phone conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany keeps calling me to go out and have fun together. After hearing what happened during the interview earlier on, Tiffany said she was going to buy 2009F/W's new products to fill up the closet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the phone conversation with YoonA, there were many male fans surrounding me who are envious and filled with jealousy from what I see, there were some who tried using certain gifts to ask me to allow them speak over the phone with YoonA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the photo shoot, I had a sudden feeling of wanting YoonA in my arms. She worries about the opposite party during the phone conversation and that truly showed her sincerity to me, how is it possible to have people who dislike her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we have observed from YoonA, when she is feeling unwell, she will definitely voice it out, she is also able to speak her thoughts directly and clearly, she does not only keep bad comments in her heart, she will also try to understand it, and find a solution to her mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just enough evidence to show how a 20 year old girl is slowly growing up maturely. Worried about herself stepping into the entertainment industry at only 13 years old being too early for her, it eventually turned out well for her as her career has been positive throughout since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the 'front cover' for Korea's most popular music group, her soft shoulders are tougher than we might have thought. This makes people want to send their best wishes to her wanting her to have a better future in her life and career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't SNSD say this before, tell me your wish. The lucky goddess, we'll be counting on you YoonA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. I was so shocked that I couldn't say a single word, I was thinking whether I should be angry or whether I should laugh it off, don't tease me because I'm young - Girls Generation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Working in the entertainment industry for 2 years. There has always been a saying "Aigoo, my children" by an ahjussi, the presence of calling 'Unnies' has become more common than ever. And the juniors who start to address their seniors. Time flies, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: It has been difficult while looking at my juniors. There has always been a regretful saying that "We are no longer the youngest now", all the love and care we used to get will go towards the juniors. It's a lie to say that we never felt threatened about this before,&lt;br /&gt;but we used to get lots of love in the past, it's only right for the juniors to get the same amount of love as we had before. In the past, people got to know me only through the TV, that feeling is still magical when we reminiscence about it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What are the childhood dreams of our 20 year old YoonA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: In the past, I got to know what the world looks like for adults through my sister who is of 5 years age difference with me.&lt;br /&gt;When I turned 20 years old, I realized there weren't any special changes with this world. The friends I have made since young are still my friends now, my thoughts have not changed much since young. Because I'm still my original self.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I roughly understand why adults say "Your body is 30 years old, but your soul remains 20 years old"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is it counted that your dreams has come true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I appeared in CFs and magazines before I stepped into the entertainment industry, during those times, I thought "How nice it would be if I had the other members around me", and now we're already SNSD.&lt;br /&gt;In the past, we often see our seniors, Super Junior, saying " We are Super Junior!" I felt that those words make people feel envious around the world. Even in theaters, there are advertisements of mine appearing, it's time for me to have an even bigger dream.&lt;br /&gt;Not hand raised since young, but already coming from a rich family, wearing beautiful clothes in dramas, I feel that such roles are not bad. Maybe I'll try a role where a daughter inherits her wealthy parents wealth first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Stupid baby, I prayed for this too - Perfect for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: People seek for help from the gods when they are caught in a troubled situation. What would be the wish you would want for it to come true through praying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: We prayed before SNSD debuted into the entertainment industry. Because we are unaware of the public's reactions, we were also feeling worried back then.&lt;br /&gt;Our first song "Into The New World", because we were practicing on it everyday, we got mixed up with positive and negative comments about the song over time.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, we asked people around us to give us some judgments on our performance, some said it's good, some said it's not powerful enough, everyone had doubts at that period of time.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that during Girls Generation's debut, will bring a "Ah very fresh!" feeling to others. Hoping others could get motivations through us. We said to ourselves, "Let's work hard together!" like this by holding hands and praying together everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are there any themes for YoonA's prayers? it's not about religious issues, we only want to know the things that has been troubling you and making you feel unhappy lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I'm very happy to have many targeted goals in life. I have been feeling that sometimes, we'll have to use more energy while carrying out our activities, I was worried if my body's energy is slowly depleting or not. Lately, I've been feeling feeble and weak, afraid that my body would not be able to take it any longer.&lt;br /&gt;My focus on things seems to also have deprived. This is the first time I'm resting after 2 years of activities. Even though it's only a resting period for our album, I usually have to use this time for drama acting. But once a person starts to rest, he or she will continue wanting to rest more.&lt;br /&gt;Although it's a short period of time, your emotions will be able to relax during this period of time. Being an actor, singer, now, I feel used to such activities/programs whenever I come across one.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I'll require some fresh new concepts and ideas to search for the motivation I used to have for me to work harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: It's time to give your daily life some time. As this opportunity is already given to you now, release all that you have been bearing through, take advantage of this opportunity and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;A: There are days for us to rest during activities, the members put on their thinking caps and put in lots of effort to plan things out. Wearing caps to watch movies or eat something nice during the night.&lt;br /&gt;It feels the best to stay at home and be 'lazy' right now, like the princess of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. A frustrated heart, a sorry heart, when can I show it to you, with a soft voice, I'll tell it to you closely so only you can hear - Baby Baby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Everyone will definitely have something they regret or are worried about. Do you have any problems left unsolved? Tell us softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Uh...There's always a thinking that we must perform especially well in front of others, in front of the public. You will have be very careful of what you say in public.&lt;br /&gt;"Saying something like this, or doing an action like that, will make others feel uneasy, will lead to hatred towards you?" Such examples will make me feel worried, giving me headaches. As such examples slowly accumulate, it will be very tough, hence it will make you want to change your behavior and attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Everyone in Korea knows me, when you think about "me", you might feel a bit afraid don't you. Especially as a 20 year old "me" in an idol group. How do you overcome such situations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I'm the type who would discuss with someone whenever I feel frustrated in mind. Looking for members, the coach, or other unnies in the entertainment industry. Because they are the ones who has watched me grow up since young.&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky as the people around me gave me good suggestions. And yeah, Hyoyeon unnie is usually the one who would lend a ear to my troubles, and to only sleep when the sun rises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: As a idol, there would always be misunderstandings. It's good to see that you are capable of coping with such misunderstandings as most would have thought that it is rather hard to, you must be really lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: When discussing unhappy moments, it will remind you of the incident, and make yourself or others feel unhappy about it. If I spoke the truth, maybe there would be somebody who would tell me "Ah, so that is the case" and understand me.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, while speaking of these unhappy moments, you would want to be careful about it and would also feel a bit afraid about it.&lt;br /&gt;What I have said earlier about performing well in front of others seems to be acting up now. There may be people who dislike or like me, but before speaking about it, you will start to feel afraid about it.&lt;br /&gt;But such troubling issues seems to have made one feel used and tired of it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Where are you, i waited a long time. The glow was pretty in that alleyway - Merry Go Round&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: From "9 Ends 2 Outs" to "Unstoppable Marriage" "You Are My Destiny", to "Cinderella Man", among these dramas, you've been the lead actress for two of them. Although you might have been ready before you stepped into the entertainment industry, but from a company's perspective, you have advanced way quicker than anyone have thought. Won't you feel afraid about this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Looking at such comments on the internet "Already undergoing years of acting training, it would not be wise for people to be understanding towards her just because she lacks experience in acting." This is not really an excuse, you would not know how the battlefield looks like before you step into the battlefield, after stepping into the actual battlefield, you would feel the difference.&lt;br /&gt;It's different while undergoing training, you will not be in perfect shape the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;My seniors taught me that acting is an accumulation to your experience. "As the years go by, your true potential will increase too. You will then be able to cope with acting roles which may seem difficult to you from the beginning." these words gave me a deep impression.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me want to do my very best in acting, I will accept whatever I can get. I believe my acting skills will slowly improve. Sometimes I feel rather embarrassed when I watch my own acting. I even felt it myself, so I am able to understand some of the negative comments I have got. Compared to getting hurt when receiving negative comments, these comments instead give me the motivation to do better in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More information at &amp;lt;&amp;gt; November's issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;YoonA InStyle Interview 1&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Mesmerized over Girls Generation!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Power of Girls Generation has been overwhelming. Taking part in different music programs and CFs, they seem to be the leading 'Fashion Leader' for many famous brands, this is also a sign to decide on the present generation for idols, especially with those tight jeans and marine outfits which made them as a fashionable Girls Generation, this also made the group's existence unique as well.&lt;br /&gt;Among the group there is a member who is gaining lots of attention lately, and that is none other than YoonA.&lt;br /&gt;Although she looks feeble, but she resembles a chameleon which is capable of displaying many different types of charming abilities, she has been juggling with roles of an actor and a singer frequently, to others, it might seem to look like YoonA has not been getting ample time to rest.&lt;br /&gt;"My schedule is already packed until the end of the year, I would love to travel overseas with my friends, but I do not have the time to", from her cute facial expressions to looking like a doll which possesses a beautiful face and slim body, YoonA has been the most popular member who got the most attention from the public compared to the other members.&lt;br /&gt;Apart from having such beautiful appearance qualities, YoonA has another side of herself which shows her playful and child like self "I'm still not quite comfortable with having thick makeup, some types of makeup were not suitable, that is why I only do light makeup most of the time, just like today's makeover, do you guys feel that I look like a stranger here?" (Laughs)(Note: You'll have to refer to the images I provided above to see her makeup)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+ Other members of Girls Generation voted you as the member with the best skin qualities, what is your secret to your beautiful skin?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, you will have to be aware of your personal cleanliness, and also having plenty of sleep if you are able to. To sleep well, set the lights to partially dim, creating a better environment to allow yourself to sleep better and comfortably.&lt;br /&gt;Also, to have better absorption, you will have to do something with your base and powder products, and that is warming. Soak the towel in warm water, and apply it onto your face, that way, your products will allow better absorption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+ What are the common troubling problems faced concerning skin nowadays?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skin being dry and having acne are the most troubling issues, if it's during rest time, you can still undergo skin treatment and care, because of time constraint, you can't really go for one even if you need it.&lt;br /&gt;if there are any important photoshoots, I will use a cotton swab and dip a bit of normal saline solution around the acne, and then spread it over the acne using the cotton swab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a slight effect on removing harmful substances and also a use for shrinking, after that, I will use acne removing products and apply them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+ Is there anything you are not satisfied with your face or body?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet are 245mm wider, even if the size of a beautiful shoe is increased, it will not look quite the same after I wear it. As much as I would like to wear those small and nice shoes, unfortunately I can't. Another thing I'm unsatisfied about are my eyes.(Even translating this gave me a shock, her eyes are gorgeous enough already don't you think so?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+ What are the brands that you have on your dressing table?(Translator's note: or makeup table, not really sure about these kinda stuff heh)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use the same room as Yuri, our makeup products are kept in the cupboard because we don't have a dressing table, I use 3 types of perfume, the one I prefer the most is the ISSEY MIYAKE perfume, I also use the same brand for my body lotion.&lt;br /&gt;I like to use bright colored lipstick because my lips are rather pale, I'm using VIDI VICI HONEY lipstick these few days. I do not put on makeup frequently, hence I do not have many makeup related products, the rest are SHUUEMURA FOUNDATION, BOBBIBROWN and PINK SHADOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;YoonA InStyle Interview 2&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+ Your unique charm?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually not very feminine like how others look at me, people who are close to me will tell me that I am outgoing, I'm not sure if that's the reason,&lt;br /&gt;I saw a survey report regarding my popularity, I am more popular with the girls compared to guys, another thing about me is how I love to joke around (Laughs)&lt;br /&gt;Because I am usually with the other members, they share the same GAG CODE as me as well, and we joke together quite oftenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+ While watching television, is there a particular acting role you would want to take up?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do! I would take up an acting role that is similar in terms of my age. In both dramas and , my acting role is similar to a person who is in her 20s, there were some things I do not understand while acting these roles.&lt;br /&gt;So I hope to take up a lively acting role close to my age, and carry out expressions naturally for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+ What do you do during your free time/resting time?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing special actually, the members and I will catch movies &amp;amp; have meals together, that is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll either watch the television or use the computer to kill time in the dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+ Regardless of age and gender, you are loved by many, have you ever felt a burden over this?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would definitely be a burden. My blood type is B(Translator's note: She is most probably saying this because people of the same blood group should not be behaving the same way as she is now), but I am constantly worrying about what might happen in the future, I am also very concerned over what others view me as.&lt;br /&gt;Hence I will look for other members or friends to discuss over my thoughts whenever I feel really pressurized, also to get their viewpoints and suggestions as well, I am not the sort of person who bottles things up.&lt;br /&gt;I am very concerned with what the public thinks about me as Girls Generation has been gaining a lot of attention from the public lately, hence there is always a strong feeling that we should not disappoint our fans and the people around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+ Between an actor and a singer, which role is much more interesting to you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's difficult to make a choice, as both have their own unique charms, they do have differences though, as a singer on stage, listening to the cheers and applauses from fans, makes you feel really satisfied and happy, the presence of other members also gave me strength,&lt;br /&gt;whereas as an actor, you will feel lonely because you are acting alone, you will not be able to come close to your fans too, I feel regretful about this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+ You are slightly slimmer compared to others, do you have any special routines for yourself?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't exercise much on a daily basis, I will ride the bicycle during summer, but recently my schedule is packed and in addition to that, the weather is cooling, hence I will not ride the bicycle often.&lt;br /&gt;As I am always practicing dancing with other members, I do not have a fixed routine for exercising, while practicing, my energy is used the same way like exercising too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/05/constellations.html"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;credits to :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://soshified.com/forums/topic/29067-interview-yoonas-private-closetceci-and-yoona-instyle-interview/"&gt;soshified&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some old &lt;b&gt;Yoona's&lt;/b&gt; interviews hehe. Anyway, gotta go school later in the afternoon. Will be back by evening. In fact, I have to go to school for the whole of this week except for Thursday. &lt;i&gt;NOW WHERE'S MY HOLIDAYS~?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-7860214829698914991?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/7860214829698914991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=7860214829698914991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7860214829698914991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/7860214829698914991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/05/constellations.html' title='Constellations.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-4568191429771854796</id><published>2011-05-29T07:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T07:46:09.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonghyun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHINee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2pm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T-ara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taemin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Key'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Onew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fx'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yoona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victoria'/><title type='text'>Replay Replay Replay</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GmVVnWEgWAs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 26 March 2011, &lt;b&gt;SHINee&lt;/b&gt;'s Replay (Japanese Version) was released! Hehehe &lt;b&gt;Yoona&lt;/b&gt; is inside! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Taemin looks different. I wonder why. But I still love him. &lt;b&gt;DANCE TAEMIN!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Key with glasses! *___* &lt;b&gt;DIVA KEY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onew looks cuter x 1000! &lt;b&gt;DUBU ONEW!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minho is still as handsome as always!(Flaming Charisma) &lt;b&gt;RAPP MINHO!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonghyun! &lt;b&gt;Bling Jonghyun!&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="405" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ce2N9PWgyac" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was dream concert 2011! Many artistes went there to perform! &lt;b&gt;Victoria&lt;/b&gt; looks so prettyaye. f(x)/SHINee/2pm/T-ara jjang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-4568191429771854796?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/4568191429771854796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=4568191429771854796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/4568191429771854796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/4568191429771854796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/05/replay-replay-replay.html' title='Replay Replay Replay'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GmVVnWEgWAs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-3577863033907703852</id><published>2011-05-27T15:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T15:02:25.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl guides'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ft island'/><title type='text'>The fact</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="pic" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 492px; height: 369px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l__9I20L7Vw/Td9WL8BfiJI/AAAAAAAAA7w/KRqkusLu754/s400/DSC03422.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611298423817865362" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;my free 100plus!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we had GG duty again! That's because today is the Sports Carnival. So we didn't join our class and was in charge of mixing 100 plus drinks. Hehe. But I know &lt;b&gt;Changlyn&lt;/b&gt; was really disappointed with me because I promised her that I would be back after 1 hour. The truth was, I didn't feel like going back at all. And since &lt;b&gt;Zihui&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Peishan&lt;/b&gt; had to stay since they were in charge, I stayed till recess too. But I saw the sadness spread on her face, so I knew she must be very lonely without me. I know that feeling too... ): I'm so sorry, &lt;b&gt;Changlyn&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got dismissed at 12.30pm and I went to starbucks with &lt;b&gt;Vanessa&lt;/b&gt;. Ordered hot caramel macchiato, which tasted great. ^^ Talked a lot of meaningful stuffs there. After that, we went home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/itGNQbJwRSk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Hongki, you're so handsome ♥&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-3577863033907703852?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/3577863033907703852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=3577863033907703852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3577863033907703852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/3577863033907703852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/05/fact.html' title='The fact'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l__9I20L7Vw/Td9WL8BfiJI/AAAAAAAAA7w/KRqkusLu754/s72-c/DSC03422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-8285817774485844723</id><published>2011-05-26T16:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T17:21:14.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>They don’t teach you anything worth knowing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin:15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font:italic 9px georgia;letter-spacing:1px;color:#8B7D6B;"&gt;“I’ve been making a list of the things they don’t teach you at school. They don’t teach you how to love somebody. They don’t teach you how to be famous. They don’t teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don’t teach you how to walk away from someone you don’t love any longer. They don’t teach you how to know what’s going on in someone else’s mind. They don’t teach you what to say to someone who’s dying. They don’t teach you anything worth knowing.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font: 14px georgia;letter-spacing:3px;color:#CDC0B0;"&gt;—  Neil Gaiman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classmate of 3 years, &lt;b&gt;Caoyang&lt;/b&gt;, is leaving us for America to further her studies. Frankly speaking, I feel pretty upset at this news. Even though we rarely talked, the memories we shared together are still precious. I don't want her to go, and I'm regretting the fact that I didn't try to bond more with her. This morning, we celebrated her farewell by taking pictures together, as a class, as her friends. We even spent the whole English period playing games and making her feel loved. I sent her a text message yesterday, wishing her all the best in everything that she does. This leads me to pondering deeply over this famous quote, "Absence makes the heart grows fonder." Rather true. It seems that humans are too narrow-minded to think selflessly and refuse to cherish what they have until one fateful day, the important things vanished in front of their very own eyes. &lt;i&gt;All the best, I'll miss you, Caoyang.♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I hadn't been happy even though this week is officially the last week of school term. This is worsen by the fact that my whole of next week, which is the first week of holidays, is fully packed. I have to go back to school for projects/English Oral/extra remedials. This isn't what I've desired. I didn't expect my holidays to be so crammed up, especially since I have CCA/CIP work/ and I may leave for overseas to visit my grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, we had our Chinese oral. It was held in the hall, at the same time which other different classes. Though the atmosphere was tensed, &lt;b&gt;Ziwei, HwanLing, Limin, Yi Ying and me&lt;/b&gt; were chatting and laughing loudly. &lt;b&gt;Ziwei&lt;/b&gt; and I were spazzing over SNSD and kpop while &lt;b&gt;HwanLing and Limin&lt;/b&gt; were trying to be the anti-fans. It was great. :-) However, my turn came and I don't wish to elaborate, but I knew I screwed up because my oral examiner prompted me a lot of times and even gave me negative remarks. It's a bit awkward, though, since LLF (my previous Chinese a.k.a form teacher of 2 years) was my oral examiner. Even after I greeted her and settled down, she immediately remarked on my fringe. I know it's quite long now and I do have plans to trim it soon, probably during the holidays. It really makes me wonder if having someone you know to test you is a good idea, because I really felt uncomfortable and I knew I did badly... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, during SS, we were supposed to sit in our groups for FPSP (Future problem-solving project). &lt;b&gt;Limin&lt;/b&gt; didn't have a group at first and she asked if she could join. However, &lt;b&gt;Changlyn, Kevin, Hing Yi and me&lt;/b&gt; had already formed our own group but I still agreed and told her I'll try to get her into our group since teacher said that we could have 4 or 5 members in one group. The whole day, I was really worried because &lt;b&gt;Kevin&lt;/b&gt; said he had already asked someone else to join our group. But, what about my promise to &lt;b&gt;Limin&lt;/b&gt;? You could say I was tormented at that point of time. The dreaded moment came and we sat in our groups but in the end, don't ask me why, (things happened too fast I can't comprehend and put them into words), &lt;b&gt;WJ&lt;/b&gt; was the one who joined us. I knew she was disappointed and hurt... All I could say was "I don't know". Seriously?! I could have come up with a better excuse. I'm really a horrible person. I broke my promise. I hurt someone. And I know she trusted me. I'm rotten to the core. I feel so disgusted with myself sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is, we still talk today and I really pleaded with her so that she could forgive me. She was kind and said that she's okay. I know, chances don't come easily. I got to learn to be a better person from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after school, I waited for Ms Ong for a whole hour so that I could do my math filing. I was annoyed to the maximum because I was carrying a hell load of things in my bag and on my hand! Unfortunately, today was the day that we were supposed to clear our stuffs in our lockers... I THINK I LOOKED LIKE A TURTLE TODAY UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;FML.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-8285817774485844723?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/8285817774485844723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=8285817774485844723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8285817774485844723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/8285817774485844723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/05/they-dont-teach-you-anything-worth.html' title='They don’t teach you anything worth knowing.'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-1386642878249586831</id><published>2011-05-21T07:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T15:02:10.865+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl guides'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Who the hell was I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;big&gt;Tuesday&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Vivo for batch outing and came home at about 6 plus. It was fun hahaha. Bought photo frames at &lt;b&gt;Daiso&lt;/b&gt; and had lunch at &lt;b&gt;Superdog&lt;/b&gt;. It was my first time trying out their food. It tastes pretty good, IMO. After that, went outside to sit at the seats surrounding the huge stage. I think we made a lot of noise there while we were decorating the photo frames hehe. Took lots of photos that day. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;Friday&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/seniors.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ROD&lt;/b&gt; was yesterday! &lt;i&gt;IT WAS DAMN FREAKING FUN!&lt;/i&gt; We wore full-u yesterday and had our promotion ceremony first. Next was our ROD! :D The sec 3s went to hide with the ROD cards that we specially designed for them while they had to find us and we must run so that they wouldn't catch us! I got busted just as soon as it started. I shouldn't have hidden at the lift lobby... .___. Now I'm regretting. When they found us, we made them do forfeits before they could receive the cards. Hahaha we made &lt;b&gt;Jamie&lt;/b&gt; says she loves *coughcough* and &lt;b&gt;WanYing&lt;/b&gt; says she loves *coughcough*. Pardon me for that. :3 Did squats together and next was our cake cutting ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/coverpagerod.jpg" border="0" alt="t" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here's what I've drawn on my cover page. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we ate food, watched a video which &lt;b&gt;Jiayun&lt;/b&gt; made, and the sec 1s performed &lt;b&gt;'Just the way you are' by Bruno Mars&lt;/b&gt; while the sec 2s danced &lt;b&gt;'Sorry Sorry' by SUJU&lt;/b&gt; which consists of some drills lol. Overall, i think they were great. :) Then, it was the &lt;b&gt;'Crying Ceremony'&lt;/b&gt;. We gave out our gifts and some people cried. Even &lt;b&gt;Puiyee&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Vanessa Wong&lt;/b&gt; cried. The seniors said their speeches and we all cheered. Took group photos, did our last Kulua Baris and last came the exciting part! The battle between the sec 3s and sec4s! &lt;b&gt;Puiyee, Jasmine, Clarice and me&lt;/b&gt; went to the girls' toliet and filled water balloons. &lt;b&gt;Zihui&lt;/b&gt; was distracting the sec 4s by commanding them in their drills. We filled up 2 buckets in total, which were really heavy. We wanted to throw at them, but they knew something was amiss and started to ran and went to hide! We were waiting for them in the circle area and looking around for them but they were nowhere to be seen! It was actually quite late by then, about 7pm. The stupid thing was that I keep bursting my balloon on myself and ended up getting wet. &lt;b&gt;Jasmine&lt;/b&gt; is evil! She threw a direct hit on me... ): Then we realised that our stuffs, (we changed into black tee and pants), including my GG stuffs and handphone were gone! LOL WHAT A FAIL PLAN. We were supposed to prank them and yet... they got their revenge. School was closing very soon and we went to retrieve our things and quickly wore our shoes. The sec 4s also came out lol. Even tough I was drenched, I honestly think it was still so fun! :D Went home with batch, laughed together, and talked to the seniors and teased them about their boyfriends haha, especially Jamie! Her bf waited for her hahaha. &lt;i&gt;*awww so sweet*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home at about 8 plus and I was drained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear seniors, I'll miss all those moments we spent together as a whole. Even though you guys are leaving us, we'll always remember you. All of you were awesome to the ultimate, I love you ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/gg-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-1386642878249586831?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/1386642878249586831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=1386642878249586831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1386642878249586831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1386642878249586831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/05/who-hell-was-i.html' title='Who the hell was I?'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-5054148237169774240</id><published>2011-05-16T17:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T15:01:56.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>do they collide?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/ikea-01.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/ikea-02.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/ikea-03.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a great day hahaha. We had chinese listening comprehension examination today, which lasted less than 30 minutes before we were free to go home! Came to school together with &lt;b&gt;Zihui (bitch ♥)&lt;/b&gt; in the morning by coincidence. We haven't really talk much in ages, with her being the new company leader of girl guides and partly due to our MYEs. I laughed a lot, hahaha thanks dear. :)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed home immediately after school to bathe and got dressed because we were going to &lt;b&gt;Ikea restaurant&lt;/b&gt; for lunch! Woohoo baby! The food was absolutely great. We ordered so much, including &lt;b&gt;meatball pasta, meatball meal, chocolate mousse, chicken wings and Daime cake!&lt;/b&gt; The meatball meal (the first picture at the top) tasted wonderful. Everything about it was perfect, like the jam and the swedish sauce and the meatballs!~ The Daime cake (second pic) is also some &lt;i&gt;*magic*&lt;/i&gt; that you just have to try! However, I kind of regret buying the chocolate mousse because it's all made up of cream and I was too stuffed to eat it already! I love my pasta but the soup-of-the-day today was prawn soup, which unfortunately didn't fit my taste. I was looking forward to the mushroom soup actually. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, enough about food. Afterwards, we walked around the showroom to view all those pretty furnitures and stuff. Then, we went to &lt;b&gt;Queensway shopping centre&lt;/b&gt; to look for sports stuff! &lt;i&gt;I think we walked quite a bit today... My legs are sore now...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel kind of guilty for not going to class outing today. Moreover, only a few people went. They must be so sad without me. :'( But yay, tomorrow is a public holiday and we have &lt;b&gt;GG batch outing&lt;/b&gt; at Vivo woohoo! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-5054148237169774240?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/5054148237169774240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=5054148237169774240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/5054148237169774240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/5054148237169774240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/05/do-they-collide.html' title='do they collide?'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-5822970055044756183</id><published>2011-05-15T07:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T07:53:48.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SNSD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy birthday Sunny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/sunny.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunny unnie, you're already a year older now. SNSD started in 2007. It has been 4 years since debut now. Although it may feels like I'm always neglecting you, but it's definitely not the case. You're very important, to all sones and Girls Generation. All the more, &lt;b&gt;Sunshiners&lt;/b&gt; love you. You are the last member to join the group and the smallest of them all. I remember watching you being the first best mum on SNSD Hello Baby. You're so impressive, just like the rest of them. Your aegyo makes everyone surprised hahaha. Stay pretty, sunny and forever Girls Generation! &lt;i&gt;Saranghae!♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-5822970055044756183?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/5822970055044756183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=5822970055044756183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/5822970055044756183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/5822970055044756183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-birthday-sunny.html' title='Happy birthday Sunny!'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-456189075328976112</id><published>2011-05-15T07:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T15:01:40.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we got married'/><title type='text'>Who will fall far behind?</title><content type='html'>See the title? I don't usually type in chinese but this will be one of the few occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/recycleme.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really adorable paper bag is from &lt;b&gt;The Body Shop&lt;/b&gt;! Just thought it was too cute for it &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; to be photographed. I didn't eat a proper dinner yesterday because we didn't go out! All we ate were junk food, like popcorn, toast bread and etc. This is absolutely rare. Normally, mum would always ensure that we get to eat a full meal or she will nag at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/aNzCDt2eidg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favourite songs these days is &lt;b&gt;'Skinny Love'&lt;/b&gt; by Birdy. I don't usually listen to this genre of songs but again, I feel this songs is very unique. I heard that this song is one of the theme song in &lt;b&gt;Vampire Diaries&lt;/b&gt; and that makes me totally tempted to watch the show! Apparently, the original version is by &lt;b&gt;Bon Iver&lt;/b&gt;. However, I still prefer this version betetr. I guess it is more soothing for me. Then again, I think there are still so many shows which I haven't watch. Worse, I haven't finish watching &lt;b&gt;Yongseo&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;JoIn&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Khuntoria&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;strong&gt;We Got Married&lt;/strong&gt;. Yeah, just call me slow or just shoot me whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;'Who will love you? Who will fight? Who will fall far behind?'&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="500" height="314" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ur5BcM0x0ew" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saw this hahaha! AWWW &lt;b&gt;Nichkhun&lt;/b&gt;! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-456189075328976112?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/456189075328976112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=456189075328976112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/456189075328976112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/456189075328976112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='Who will fall far behind?'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/aNzCDt2eidg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6706890704790993367.post-1045587611405683188</id><published>2011-05-14T07:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T07:44:51.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>moments like this</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/testing.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was intending to update yesterday but &lt;b&gt;blogger&lt;/b&gt; was down! Yesterday was officially the last day of MYE. Amaths was really difficult. T.T But after the paper, i came home, bathed and got dressed before going to &lt;b&gt;West Mall&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;b&gt;Wenxin, Yuanrong, Weibin and Weetiong&lt;/b&gt;. We went to eat &lt;b&gt;KFC&lt;/b&gt; (YR's favourite) for lunch before going into the cinema to watch &lt;b&gt;BEASTLY&lt;/b&gt;. I think it's pretty good but it's not that interesting though. Oh which reminds me, I watched &lt;b&gt;Despicable Me&lt;/b&gt; again with Sis last Saturday night. &lt;i&gt;It'ssososooosososocuteeee!♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="pic" src="http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg81/dorothyfrenzy/beastly.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;b&gt;Vanessa Hudgens&lt;/b&gt; is really pretty yeah. I'm beginning to like her more and more after &lt;i&gt;'that'&lt;/i&gt; incident a few years ago when they were shooting &lt;b&gt;HSM3&lt;/b&gt;. Oh yeah, i feel kinda sad that she broke up with &lt;b&gt;Zac Efron&lt;/b&gt;... NOOOO. ): They look good together. After the movie, we walked around looking for presents to buy. In the end, we went to JP, walked around then bought what we wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since exams are finally over, I should be happy but i don't really feel like it's over, get what I mean? It's a bit weird, tbh. &lt;i&gt;*sigh*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6706890704790993367-1045587611405683188?l=micorazo-n.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/feeds/1045587611405683188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6706890704790993367&amp;postID=1045587611405683188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1045587611405683188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6706890704790993367/posts/default/1045587611405683188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://micorazo-n.blogspot.com/2011/05/moments-like-this.html' title='moments like this'/><author><name>ICYBELL {♥}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02718224303141818458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HQ52rjsendw/TMzXg0AowNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/_aPmJvU0z6E/S220/avatar_1277517393.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
