<?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-8573996366137360294</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:17:15.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>+Moi Diciassette Jahre</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-220263027213325716</id><published>2008-09-24T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T19:21:27.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Me here posting after a loooooooooong time of hibernating =o=&lt;br /&gt;First things first, thanks to all who wished me on my birthday (and after ^^) XDD&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am finally another year older... Amazing to see how time practically &lt;i&gt;teleports&lt;/i&gt; swt&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I came to a realisation : Am I a tad bit too much of a perfectionist? See, I listened to some recordings of karaoke sung by random people, and where I'd probably give it a 2- rating (out of 5), many people gave them 4-5 stars =o= So I don't know whether I just naturally expect a bit too much =_= And there are many other things too, like when I feel that my compositions are crap and people telling me it's rather fine (okay okay it's rather good). But I just don't feel I deserve that much praise over it, you know? Liek it's not good enough. Maybe nothing ever is good enough for me =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done ranting =.= (Told ya it's random XP;;; )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-220263027213325716?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/220263027213325716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=220263027213325716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/220263027213325716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/220263027213325716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2008/09/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-6893649634717456212</id><published>2008-07-27T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T17:31:52.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why so serious?</title><content type='html'>Today is our school's Co-curricular day, more like a canteen day. It was.... boring, as usual. I shouldn't have went so early, seeing as how I wasted 1 hour doing nothing -_- But anyway, my Mei Yan and Tai Kam came over XD Haven't seen them in AGES *__* Took some group photos and camwhored together rofll XPXP Nothing much happened when we were in school, just caught up with each other, then planned to 'cabut' early and watch The Dark Knight in Sunway XD I left at about 12.00 p.m, and met them at Sunway at about 12.30. Thought of watching the 12.50 show, but apparently we got our information wrong -  the earliest show was at 11.50, and the next show is at 2.45 -_- So we waited. Lina had to drive home first as her mom needed the car, so the three of us hung around. Come to think of it, this is the first time  I went shopping with Mei Yan and Tai Kam O.o  And I realised that Mei Yan and I have almost the same taste in clothing nfufu &gt;P We even tried on winter clothing O.o IT WAS SO COOL XDDD The winter coats, I mean @x@ But as much as I loved it, it's... nonsensical, isn't it, to buy winter clothing when I'm living in a tropical country =O= I'll evaporate in them =______=  Anyway, it was 2.30 very soon, so the three of us plus Lina who came back headed towards the cinema in anticipation of The Dark Knight &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to express my thoughts on the show as spoiler-free as possible ^^ And I suck at writing summaries/reviews so please bear with me x_x&lt;br /&gt;First off, YOU! YES YOU! READING THIS! GO WATCH IT RIGHT NOW IF YOU HAVEN'T ALREADY! IT IS AN ORDER! XDDD &lt;br /&gt;This is the best movie I've watched this year. Funny, I wasn't exactly a Batman fan until now. Okay okay so perhaps I was gaga over it back when I was a kiddo, but the 2005 'Batman Begins' movie didn't exactly make me swoon over it. I have no idea why I was so looking forward to this movie myself. Perhaps it's because of the fact that Joker's one of my favourite characters in Batman? And he looked mighty sinister in the trailers. Plus he is played by the late Heath Ledger. Yup. It is most probably because of those reasons that made me want to watch The Dark Knight so much. And I must say, this is one fantastic movie. Heath Ledger played his role of The Joker amazingly well. Make-up? Check. Malicious cackle? Check. Deranged mastermind? Check. The very beginning itself could even make you shudder as the fate of a random character is left to your imagination. So you can imagine that the movie leaves you on the edge of your seat for the whole 150 minutes. I especially loved The Joker (duh) with his choice of words, his actions, and most of all, his brilliant mind - the way he plans everything (I would very much love to have an intellectual conversation with him if it were possible *____*). Christian Bale as Bruce Wayne a.k.a Batman is rather hot too XP (Yes I am very well aware that this isn't exactly appropriate for a summary/review but hey! I'm free to express my opinions okay? XP) And he's so friggin loaded it makes me sick :S  And me being me, I don't like Rachel -_- I'm so happy that she- Oh, I almost gave a spoiler there ;P I'd give The Dark Knight a 9.4/10 rating &lt;3 The storyline is good, the actors were amazing, the graphics were stunning. What more could you ask for? It's filled with LOADS of explosions and car wrecks (I actually almost screamed out loud when Bruce Wayne's Lamborghini went crash T____T). I love this movie so much that I'm planning to go for a round 2, and perhaps even buy the DVD ;D A word of caution : This movie is NOT meant for little kiddies, senior citizens and those with a faint heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-6893649634717456212?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/6893649634717456212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=6893649634717456212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/6893649634717456212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/6893649634717456212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-so-serious.html' title='Why so serious?'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-6363706805482281766</id><published>2008-07-22T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T18:34:57.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Class!~</title><content type='html'>Fufufufu the new building in my school is finally complete! Though some construction work is still going on @@ Anyway, the point is my class, PAC, has finally shifted to the new block :D It's located on the ground floor, so we needn't climb those excruciating steps anymore kyufufu &gt;D Most of us were pretty much excited to transfer &gt;w&lt; Thank heavens we needn't carry our own tables. Seriously, those from the arts stream had to carry their own tables, and they're located on the &lt;i&gt;second floor&lt;/i&gt; O.o Imagine that. The class is relatively small though, but it's cozy enough for the 15 of us :D I took some photos of my ex-class (the one with the 'emo window' and a view of an 'emo tree') for remembrance :D Will upload the pictures later on tho @@ The best thing about shifting is that we won't be sharing classes anymore, so it is finally free from the evil clutches of the highly annoying &lt;s&gt;midgets&lt;/s&gt; afternoon kids, and the class wouldn't be in such a huge mess any longer XD Honestly, those &lt;s&gt;midgets&lt;/s&gt; kids have been terrorising our poor class with a massive load of rubbish -.- Papers were strewn everywhere, bits of chalk can be found littering the teacher's desk and the area surrounding it, and so forth. I've had about enough of them, I tell you. One drawback, though. It's situated near a toilet which we cannot even use. Apparently it's only for the teachers' usage. Sadness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-6363706805482281766?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/6363706805482281766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=6363706805482281766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/6363706805482281766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/6363706805482281766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-class.html' title='New Class!~'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-3291121513685145637</id><published>2008-03-31T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T19:18:50.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud?</title><content type='html'>Should I be feeling proud of myself for actually having managed to pass up my Maths 1 homework (although I am severely behind time... but hey, I'm not the last person to pass it up!) and Bio homework (this I think I should be rather much proud because I'm one of the first to pass it up XDD). I swear, after 3 days and 3 nights of staring at biological terms and copying practically 20 pages of... biology... I'm gonna have some kind of trauma everytime I look at tiny print containing words such as 'photosynthesis', 'Ribulose Biphosphate a.k.a RuBP', 'photophosphorylation' (yes that's a word. Go check it up if you don't believe me &gt;D) and 'Nicotinamide Adenine Dinucleotide Phosphate a.k.a NADP' :S In all seriousness, some of the longest words are biological terms =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-3291121513685145637?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/3291121513685145637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=3291121513685145637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/3291121513685145637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/3291121513685145637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2008/03/proud.html' title='Proud?'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-3306534499360297147</id><published>2008-03-27T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T19:09:04.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUET class is l-o-v-e &lt;3</title><content type='html'>When sir came into class and asked us to take out our workbook earlier this morning, all of us groaned in unison (okay maybe not exactly -all- of us...). So I told him, "Sir, I thought Thursday is supposed to be Joke Day?" *insert &lt;s&gt;fake&lt;/s&gt; smile* Then he said, "Oh yea! Okay who wants to start?" but... no one volunteered =___=lll Prasanna and I asked him to start off, but he said most of his jokes are somewhat rated jokes so he couldn't tell us during schooling hours =______=lll So I suggested we play a 'game' instead. Sir will start off with a random sentence, and then someone continues it etcetc. By the end of the 'game', we found the answer to this question : "Why do most Superheroes wear their underwear on the outside?" &lt;3 The story is as follows :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was a beautiful Saturday night. I was eating popcorn and messing with my brother's PSP. He found out and chased me all around. We had a fight. I punched him and he flew into the sky. Suddenly I saw something strange in the sky with super duper underwear. Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No, it's Superman! I was wondering why he was wearing his underwear outside. It was super S-sized. He walked towards me. I got scared and ran away. His chest was huge and he was wearing a tight scuba suit. I wondered why he's wearing a Calvin Klein underwear. How could he afford it? Suddenly a man clad in sarong appeared. It was Sarong Man! He looked very evil. Then another hero appeared. This time, it is Bed Man! (inside joke ^^) He was wearing a cape made of blankets, a suit of mattress sheets and a bolster as his sword. The three of them started fighting. Sarong Man won but his sarong fell off. Bed Man borrowed him his mattress to cover up but he himself wasn't wearing anything underneath. Superman took off his outer underwear and gave it to Bed Man."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-End of story. Mystery solved-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-3306534499360297147?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/3306534499360297147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=3306534499360297147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/3306534499360297147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/3306534499360297147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2008/03/muet-class-is-l-o-v-e-3.html' title='MUET class is l-o-v-e &lt;3'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-8533248597611200870</id><published>2008-01-26T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T17:54:11.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School was pure crack &gt;D</title><content type='html'>Okayyyyyyyyyy......... I know I've...... &lt;s&gt;died&lt;/s&gt; hibernated for an.... appallingly long time *dodges random objects* but err.... I just wasn't in the mood to blog =o= I still prefer writing down my thoughts with classic pencil and paper &lt;3 But yah I'm in a rather jovial mood today so.... tee hee XP;; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so today, a SATURDAY, happens to be a schooling day. A day to do 'community services'(yeah right... it was the classic 'gotong-royong' which every schoolchildren in Malaysia is obligated to participate in at least once in their lifetime). I was 'stationed' in my own class (yay?) and had to wrap/cover the desks with linoleum sheets. At first we almost died, trying to hammer in nails and even thumbtacks to secure them sheets. Oh did I mention that there were only THREE GIRLS cleaning up the class initially? So after a good... half an hour of fruitless hammering, Bone and I decided we had had enough and tried to scout for... more reliable items such as masking tape/double sided tape. Thank goodness the 'Koperasi' was open. So we bought a good deal of stuff, and resumed our mission of securing linoleum sheets. Voilla! It was at least 10X easier than hammering on and on. And it was stuck on rather well too. I tell you, I've had enough hammering to last me a lifetime. I was supposed to secure some ghey cloth on a table in the library with THUMBTACKS and a HAMMER yesterday -_-lll I mean liek jeez, a thumbtack is -fragile-, you know? How did the teacher expect us to hammer in thumbtacks? But I managed to complete my task(amidst much cursing and a throbbing thumb) rather fine. Anygayy... yah I successfully stuck them linoleum sheets on the tables while the others tried to... decorate the notice board. Miss P a.k.a Yumimi came to our class later on. Took some crack photos when everyone started feeling bleh-ed out due to overworking XP;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-8533248597611200870?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/8533248597611200870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=8533248597611200870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/8533248597611200870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/8533248597611200870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2008/01/school-was-pure-crack-d.html' title='School was pure crack &gt;D'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-1583003213392122064</id><published>2007-09-21T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T18:45:47.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arigatou Minna!</title><content type='html'>Hee thanks to all who wished me today~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ghey son Shanie&lt;/span&gt; for your 'Happy Gay Day' song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yumimi&lt;/span&gt; for your wish, the Hikago DVD and writing in the card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Riina&lt;/span&gt; for your wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Bone&lt;/span&gt; for your box of caramel sticks and writing in the card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Prasanna&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Malati&lt;/span&gt; for your wish and for writing in the card as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The whole of PBC&lt;/span&gt; for singing me the birthday song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mei Yan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Poh Sim&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ebil Twi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; for your wishes on facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you g(a)ys&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : Must watch Ginatama. It's the stupidest anime I watched apart from Yakitate!! Japan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-1583003213392122064?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/1583003213392122064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=1583003213392122064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/1583003213392122064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/1583003213392122064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/09/arigatou-minna.html' title='Arigatou Minna!'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-4493551547220360898</id><published>2007-09-03T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T16:49:20.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from hibernation...?</title><content type='html'>Okay okay I know I've practically been hibernating... but with good reasons!!! Good reasons I say! My tragic tale is still continuing (that of me being able to use the computer only 1 and a half hours a DAY) and with only said time available for me to use dear comp, I barely had time to update this blog. Which is why I went into hibernation mode. Okay I know that in my last post (about a month and 13 days ago...) that the next post, meaning this, is going to be rants on Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, but the thing is, I just can't bring myself to type it out. It's like ever since I read the very last word in it, and shut the book, part of me died. Yes HP was, and still is, a very important part of my life. And with the conclusion of it, there's not much for me to look forward to. Now let's skip this sepulchral mood, shall we? I'll probably rant on it some other time... yeah... probably. I had my monthly test on the very beginning of August, and it was pure tragedy. My results, as expected, were highly laughable. Hmm... not a very good start to the month, eh? But wait - I passed my violin practical with merit! According to my teacher, my examiner was(is?) a highly meticulous person, and many candidates failed under him (including the poor Grade 1s). I'm mighty thankful for passing - was worried stiff. And thanks to mom being overly obsessed with her MMORPG that she even ordered items online, I got to buy Gakuto-sama's Returner~Yami no Shuen CD!! Was ecstatic when Mr. Postman came bearing my parcel &lt;3 And I entered the AXN Pirate Masters contest and actually won the consolation prize which consisted of a plastic folder, a T-shirt and a card holder. Seems like August is a pretty good month after all X3 Oh yea, there was a really stupid incident in Borders where I was browsing mangas. I had in my hand "Same Cell Organism" and my mom, standing some distance away, somehow decided to look at the book in my hand and said out loud "What? Same Cell Orgasm?" I totally went =_____=llll at that time. Thank God no one was within earshot =.= Nyan Clarissa a.k.a Ebil Twin a.k.a Imposter left for US last last Tuesday (or Tuesday on the week before last, if you prefer) and we had a small 'reunion' the Saturday before she left. Saw Yueh Phing a.k.a Mei-yan and Wei Leng again after not seeing them for so long (/swt this sentence sounds ghey) [Riina don't bash me cause I see you in school daily =o=] It really was fun fooling around just like the old days :D Going to miss Clar loads. All the best nyan! I think I've typed out quite alot for now... need to use the remaining time to read up my Hikaru no Go mangas ^^ Till next time, sayounara!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;||Firesky - out||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RtvF0FXXYfI/AAAAAAAAABM/593cgAq7ePg/s1600-h/P1010526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RtvF0FXXYfI/AAAAAAAAABM/593cgAq7ePg/s320/P1010526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105892101138637298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teh much-awaited package 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RtvGFVXXYgI/AAAAAAAAABU/g8cW6v3hMvU/s1600-h/P1010528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RtvGFVXXYgI/AAAAAAAAABU/g8cW6v3hMvU/s320/P1010528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105892397491380738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice. It came with a free J-rock booklet-magazine &lt;3            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RtvJslXXYlI/AAAAAAAAAB8/GlUfyHQCvDs/s1600-h/P1010531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RtvJslXXYlI/AAAAAAAAAB8/GlUfyHQCvDs/s320/P1010531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105896370336129618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front cover XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RtvJzFXXYmI/AAAAAAAAACE/T09cQ5hnVZ8/s1600-h/P1010535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RtvJzFXXYmI/AAAAAAAAACE/T09cQ5hnVZ8/s320/P1010535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105896482005279330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prettyful(just one of my random ghey words) CD *__*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RtvJ6lXXYnI/AAAAAAAAACM/TX90dwKC1B4/s1600-h/P1010532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RtvJ6lXXYnI/AAAAAAAAACM/TX90dwKC1B4/s320/P1010532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105896610854298226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally - the back cover &gt;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-4493551547220360898?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/4493551547220360898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=4493551547220360898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/4493551547220360898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/4493551547220360898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='Back from hibernation...?'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RtvF0FXXYfI/AAAAAAAAABM/593cgAq7ePg/s72-c/P1010526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-3991824166705978843</id><published>2007-07-21T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T21:35:41.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All good things must come to an end...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Finally. The anticipated day arrives. Went to bed at 9.00 p.m last night and was rudely awoken by a phone call by Riina at 11.00 p.m. Awoke in the middle of the night at 1.00 a.m and thought it was already 5.00 a.m. Awoken by my alarm at 3.00 a.m. Decided not to go back to sleep any more. Whiled away the hours by re-reading Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince and finally departed for Pacific at 6.00 a.m. Was the first to arrive, and a few more people started to show up around 6.45. Was very eager to be the first in line and thankfully I -AM- the first in line. Waited with bated breath for 7.01 to arrive... the minutes passed, then seconds... and finally! Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows was released from the sealed boxes in which it was contained worldwide (give or take a few seconds). I am very enthralled to be one of the first people to hold and open the saintly book. Wasting no time, my eyes absorbed the words of Chapter One hungrily... Ten hours later, feeling satisfied yet hollow, I am forced to accept the cold, hard truth that the journey has come to an end. J.K Rowling has not, however, disappointed me. The ending made it clear that there will be no possible way for this wonderful series to ever continue, and that all magic will be lost if she somehow decides to write the eighth book : Harry Potter and the Never-ending Quest (this is just made up by me, in case you were wondering). Seven years I have faithfully followed the characters and their perilous journey, and as one can imagine, it will be painful to say goodbye. I can only say this : "Though I shall read no further of the series, the magic it has spread will continue to live in my heart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;[Next post : Thoughts on the book&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Major-Spoiler Alert*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-3991824166705978843?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/3991824166705978843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=3991824166705978843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/3991824166705978843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/3991824166705978843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/07/all-good-things-must-come-to-end.html' title='All good things must come to an end...'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-2832381873104820810</id><published>2007-07-20T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T18:58:04.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*screams hysterically*</title><content type='html'>ZOMGGGGGG Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows a.k.a the last a.k.a the final instalment in the Harry Potter series is about to be released in practically 12 hours!!!!!! I'm feeling mighty disorientated at the moment... The worst thing is that I actually have to go to school from 8.00-10.00 a.m tomorrow &gt;=(   Two whole hours of reading wasted! A part of me is feeling extremely ecstatic and excited over it, while another part of me is feeling a huge sense of loss. I mean, there's only 12 hours left for the fans to speculate about the books, and after that, it's complete. No more speculations. Every single mystery (most) solved. And there's nothing else for me to look forward to. Honestly this series has been what's keeping me going all this while. I really don't know why I feel this way. I mean, I don't go all crazy/upset over a book/series that's reaching it's end. Take the Darren Shan Sagas for example. I wasn't -this- anticipated to read the -twelfth- and final book. Sure, I feel somewhat dispirited when an anime I love (and an anime that has been going on for PLENTIFUL episodes - say, more that 50 epis?) comes to a conclusion, but never quite like this. This really is absurd, come to think of it. What magic have you embedded in your books, Mrs. Rowling? Anyway, I plan on finishing the book tomorrow, so - SPOILER ALERT!! XP Here are some things I would like to express before the whole world unravels the mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 : I believe Snape to be loyal to Dumbledore than to The Dark Lord with a ratio of 51:49  Sure, he might not be loyal to anyone in particular, but... we'll just leave that out, shall we? &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 : Sirius might be dead, but he is not gone. He will most certainly play a part in the final book. I believe all souls to be beyond the veil in the Death Chamber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 : Somehow the fact that almost -everyone- is speculating that Harry dies makes me think otherwise... would J.K Rowling really be so straightforward?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 : I WANT TO READ MORE ABOUT DRACO!!!!! &lt;---- very random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 : I sincerely believe that even though the Potter Mania might die down a little after the release of this seventh book, this remarkable story will remain in the hearts of all true fans for a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 : I really can't bear to say goodbye T___T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-2832381873104820810?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/2832381873104820810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=2832381873104820810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/2832381873104820810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/2832381873104820810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/07/screams-hysterically.html' title='*screams hysterically*'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-1486820238529032039</id><published>2007-07-18T14:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T22:28:45.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insolent thief / In loving memory of Calculator-chan</title><content type='html'>Because I was rushing to pack up yesterday, I accidentally left my calculator under my desk. I was so worried and when I checked under my desk today, calculator-chan was gone. As in, GONE. Some worthless midget who has no morale values whatsoever just took it. And that wasn't what pissed me off the most. That bloody fool actually had the nerve to tear off my Riku sticker and left it on the desk behind mine. I mean like, what a fool (s)he is. If you want to take my calculator, why did you even leave evidence that you stole it? Supposedly a bunch of afternoon session kids used our class on Tuesdays for 'Agama' class. Well I can tell you this - that miserable wimp is a bloody hypocrite . His/her 'agama' teaches people to steal? Wow, what kind of religion is that? Some kind of cult? Even my 'so-called cult' doesn't teach people to steal. Honestly, people nowadays have such poor moral values. Pitiable pathetic kid, (s)he doesn't even have the money to buy a calculator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|| In loving memory of Firesky's calculator which has served her faithfully over the past 5 years, Firesky misses you alot. Firesky is not confident that she will be able to reclaim you, as that low-life has probably resorted to all means to make you unrecognisable. Please do Firesky one last favour and malfunction/go haywire for that pitiful filth who has you now. Firesky will remember you as long as she doesn't lose her memory. Love always ||&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-1486820238529032039?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/1486820238529032039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=1486820238529032039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/1486820238529032039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/1486820238529032039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/07/insolent-thief-in-loving-memory-of.html' title='Insolent thief / In loving memory of Calculator-chan'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-8411568826173389931</id><published>2007-07-13T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T12:07:20.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not up to my expectations...</title><content type='html'>Just watched Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix with mum and Riina after school. And yes you've expected it - I was most displeased with how the movie turned out. They changed practically -everything-! Only certain parts remained true to the books. I don't suppose I'd rant on -all- the differences. Well, I could, but that'd just take about 700 pages. You wouldn't want that, now would you? But I must say, the part which disappointed me the most was Snape's memory. "Snape's Worst Memory" has got to be one of my favourite chapters in the book, and the movie did it no justice whatsoever. How Harry saw Snape's past was wrongly done. Harry saw Snape's past in the -pensieve-, not by repelling Snape's curse with "Protego!". Harry saw a young Snape crying while his parents were arguing and shooting flies in a room when he did that. But no, the movie decided that Harry was to see Snape being tormented by James at that moment. That was still tolerable. What -wasn't- tolerable was the fact that my favourite part in the book was only given approximately ten seconds on film. Snape's memory IS the main reason I was so looking forward to this movie. And I couldn't even see the good-looking young Snape properly. It was all over in a matter of seconds. Worse still, I didn't even manage to make out which one was the young Sirius. I was very put off by this. Draco Malfoy made a rather pitiful amount of appearance in the movie, too. I was hoping to see more of Draco, and was yet again let down. The film makers could have done better with the Department of Mysteries scene. The movie only portrayed the Hall of Prophecy and the Death Chamber, effortlessly leaving out the 'brain room', 'time room' and not to mention the revolving doors. The battle could've been much better, really. Ah, one thing the film makers messed up big time - wizards wear -robes- to work, not suits. And if you thought Harry was moody in the movie, read the book and feel Harry's wrath full force. Still, I have to give some credit to the movie. The graphics were absolutely stunning (save the fact that the Thestrals were golden brown instead of black and had no mane whatsoever, and that Grawp wasn't exactly how I pictured him to be) and I have to grudgingly admit that it makes a rather good movie if you hadn't read the book. I forgot to mention that Imelda Staunton made a highly convincing Umbridge. I despised her in the book, and I despised her almost as much in the movie. Everything, from Staunton's expression, intonation and her annoying smile reminded me of Umbridge, apart from the fact that the Umbridge I had in mind was much more toady-looking. Evanna Lynch played her part as Luna Lovegood relatively well, too, what with her dreamy expression and voice. On the whole, this movie is rather fun to watch if you aren't a Harry Potter reader, but ultimately disappointing if you are an avid fan of the books (They left out Quidditch, how could they?). My verdict : 3.7/10 compared to the book, 7.8/10 for the movie alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-8411568826173389931?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/8411568826173389931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=8411568826173389931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/8411568826173389931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/8411568826173389931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/07/not-up-to-my-expectations.html' title='Not up to my expectations...'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-1221218793818161372</id><published>2007-07-10T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T18:12:55.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Detailed Study of Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>Was sitting in bio class, feeling extremely drowsy (Our bio teacher is the reincarnation of Professor Binns, trust me), so I decided to do something to wake myself up - list down all my speculations on the final Harry Potter book. Here they are :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 - More torturing for Umbridge! Oh, how I'd love to see (read?) her suffer! That old toad! &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 - Alice and Frank Longbottom somehow recovers a little and take part in the final battle. Gosh, maybe Neville's the one ending up dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 - Luna has an important/interesting past which turned her into the dreamy/eccentric girl that she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 - The reason Dumbledore trusts Snape so is because... I have no idea =o= *loud boos + random stuff flies in my direction*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 - Harry's not going to die. Ron/Ginny died in his place (as in, became a shield so they died instead of Harry). This is what made Jo Rowling so upset. An act of pure friendship! Maybe Harry's going to get another scar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 - Viktor Krum makes yet another appearance. Hmm... how'd Ron react, I wonder? ~-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7 - Harry returns to Godric's Hollow and stays there when he comes of age. Perhaps a horcrux will be found there? Maybe Harry -isn't- the horcrux after all, but You-know-who left a horcrux there while cursing Harry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 - If Harry is indeed a horcrux, he definitely needs to destroy himself before destroying You-know-who. Maybe he kills himself and someone else, most probably Ron or Hermione finishes You-know-who straight after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9 - The final battle will take place in the archway (Death Chamber) in the Ministry of Magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10 - Everyone from the DA (okay maybe not -everyone-) joins the Order and helps Harry in his battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11 - There is more to Dumbledore than meets the eye. He was in so much pain when he drank the liquid in The Cave where the horcrux was. What could he have possibly experienced that tortured him so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12 - Regarding #4, it has something to do with the prophecy... I'm sure of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#13 - The chamber with the archway is named 'The Death Chamber'. Could it possibly mean that death is being studied there? The name 'Death Chamber' sounds like a statement that Sirius is indeed dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14 - However, Lupic did say "He can't come back, because he's d-". Harry cut him off, saying "He's not dead!". But the thing is, Lupin never did finish his sentence. 'D-' could easily stand for 'disappeared'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15 - Sybill Trelawney will make yet another prediction/prophecy before the battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16 - Aunt Petunia and Lily Evans are important keys to the story. Perhaps Aunt Petunia knows more than she's letting on - she could even remember Dementors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#17 - Lupin didn't consume the potion and changes into a werewolf, hence he had no idea what he's doing and ended up hurting somebody [highly unlikely]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#18 - Death is indeed studied in the Death Chamber! Nearly Headless Nick said so! (OoTP, pg. 759) So maybe the veil contains spirits trapped there? And Luna did say that her mother is 'behind the veil'. Maybe all the dead are there? Which means Sirius might be dead, but not -gone-. [highly possible]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I could think up of... for now anyway. Will add on more in the future if I can think of any! Kindly comment if you agree/disagree with me &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-1221218793818161372?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/1221218793818161372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=1221218793818161372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/1221218793818161372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/1221218793818161372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/07/detailed-study-of-harry-potter.html' title='A Detailed Study of Harry Potter'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-7292382295220597025</id><published>2007-07-07T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T23:21:17.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This looks fun 8D</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,22,0" width="400" height="550"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.wizardingwidget.com/hpwidget.swf?token=XM%2FHOdBumMfJek4Bwnq9J4dgLLrKwFQ%2FslKD1fppFAP50Xqnl0qWpg%3D%3D&amp;territory=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.wizardingwidget.com/hpwidget.swf?token=XM%2FHOdBumMfJek4Bwnq9J4dgLLrKwFQ%2FslKD1fppFAP50Xqnl0qWpg%3D%3D&amp;amp;territory=en_GB" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="550"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-7292382295220597025?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/7292382295220597025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=7292382295220597025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/7292382295220597025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/7292382295220597025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-looks-fun-8d_07.html' title='This looks fun 8D'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-1701218593651149115</id><published>2007-06-29T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T22:56:50.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Crashes down on nearest couch*</title><content type='html'>Today is practically one of the most tedious days of my life. I went to school as usual, and we had a 'mini-test' during the very first period. I screwed up (as usual). I was so worried, as it is considered as 50% of our monthly test. Next, we had THREE periods of chemistry, where we had to listen to the ghey computer 'speak'. I told my classmate, "Next time you can't find a job, don't worry. Just go straight to the Kementerian Pendidikan and tell them you want to dub the educational CDs." I swear, the narrator was reading ever so slowly. And I complained about American dubs (especially RPG games). This, my dear readers, is at least 3x worse -.- Anyway, after school, I waited for my dad's friend to pick me up. I told him school's over at 12.15. I waited for an hour. Holy cows, the traffic was amazingly appalling. Then later in the evening, I went to visit my dad again. And yes, it's a Friday. It's a Friday -evening-. Traffic was once again a huge pain in the @$$. All in all, travelling is SO not fun. Especially with crazy traffic. But yeah my dad's pretty fine now and he'll most probably be discharged tomorrow 8D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-1701218593651149115?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/1701218593651149115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=1701218593651149115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/1701218593651149115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/1701218593651149115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/06/crashes-down-on-nearest-couch.html' title='*Crashes down on nearest couch*'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-2513698330956225572</id><published>2007-06-28T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T22:34:16.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get well soon, dad</title><content type='html'>My dad was feeling mighty unwell yesterday, and after consulting a doctor, he had to be admitted to the hospital. The doctor said his ulcer was striking back again, and his condition was pretty serious. Skipped school today to visit dad in Adventist Hospital, Penang. His condition was pretty much stable, thank heavens. Bought a LOAD of bread and buns at the bakery. Their bread is nice :D (yet again I wish to stress that I do NOT receive commissions for introducing stuff...) Later, on the way back, stopped by Meijiya and bought another load of... food... (or should I say groceries) which totalled up to a whopping RM100++ -__-lll Yes Japanese food is nya-ing expensive =o= Neway hoping my dad will recover soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-2513698330956225572?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/2513698330956225572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=2513698330956225572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/2513698330956225572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/2513698330956225572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/06/get-well-soon-dad.html' title='Get well soon, dad'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-6760808477687041777</id><published>2007-06-26T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T22:43:11.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I screwed up D:</title><content type='html'>Yes, I screwed up in my MUET Speaking Test today. I was already bloody nervous about it, then teacher had to add salt to my wounds by saying that the marks will be taken into consideration for the end of year exam. I was pretty nervous during my session, and I screwed up big time in my second task. The task asked us to choose only one best factor, and I had to mention all four are equally important. I'm effing disappointed in myself for not reading the question carefully. Because of that, I only received a bloody 37 marks out of 45. Yes, for most other people (including you, dear reader) I might sound as if I have too high an expectation of myself, and I'm greedy, but Firesky is not used to being second in English. Yes I'm a highly egotistical person. But that's me. I don't care about any other subjects, but English is my only pride and joy. I pride myself highly in my speech and writing, and I feel very disappointed if a total random stranger fares better than me, especially by a margin of just one mark. Back in my old school, I do recognize Yengie and Leanne as people who have a great command of English, but that's because I've known them for quite a long period of time. I don't care what people think about my attitude on this, but that's just me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-6760808477687041777?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/6760808477687041777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=6760808477687041777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/6760808477687041777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/6760808477687041777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-screwed-up-d.html' title='I screwed up D:'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-6802265252549555458</id><published>2007-06-26T15:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:39:53.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-Edited post-</title><content type='html'>Okay fine. This is Firesky re-typing the previous post - in a more subtle manner, though I will not take down that post, as a reminder of how out of control I can get when I'm infuriated. I'm finally not shaking with anger, though I will never forgive nor forget what that child of filth has done. I should blame no one but myself, really, for ever being 'friends' with that scum at one point of my life. Ah, but life works in funny little ways, doesn't it? What should I care if that horrid creature did something to make herself cheap? All I can do is shake my head in pity at her childish whims. So, wherever you are and whatever you might be doing, o' disgraceful one, you have my utmost pity for being such a disappointment and for living such a miserable, sad life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;||Edit 2238, 210708 - Ok I know I said I won't delete the previous post but after much thought, it really is rather inappropriate. Why degrade myself to such a lowly level? So yes that post is taken down.||&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-6802265252549555458?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/6802265252549555458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=6802265252549555458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/6802265252549555458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/6802265252549555458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/06/edited-post.html' title='-Edited post-'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-6139599898512422403</id><published>2007-06-24T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T12:57:57.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because &lt;3</title><content type='html'>I've come to realise that my blog doesn't contain any normal thing a blog should - blog quizzes/stuff! 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Enjoy ~-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mingle2.com/blog-rating"&gt;&lt;img style="border: none;" src="http://mingle2.com/img/bb/blog_rating/g.jpg" alt="Online Dating" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mingle&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; - &lt;a href="http://mingle2.com"&gt;Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo...surprising... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mingle2.com/cadaver-calculator" style="color: #fff; text-decoration: none; display: block; width: 395px; height: 184px; padding-top: 121px; background: url(http://mingle2.com/img/bb/body_worth/badge.jpg) no-repeat; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;$5975.00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;The Cadaver Calculator - Find out how much your body is worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mingle&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; - &lt;a href="http://mingle2.com"&gt;Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are The Hermit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/hermit.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You posses a great deal of wisdom and the ability to see people for who they are.&lt;br /&gt;You are always looking ahead at the future, developing visions.&lt;br /&gt;A loner, you tend to travel by yourself through life, seeking your own truth.&lt;br /&gt;You don't crave material things or fancy titles. You have no baggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fortune:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's possible that there is a unknown guiding figure in your life, ready to help you.&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is find this person and seek their advice.&lt;br /&gt;It's also possible that you need to start seeking the meaning of your own life.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, there's some deep thinking you need to undertake, and it needs to be done soon.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/"&gt;What Tarot Card Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Mind is NC-17 Rated&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/doyouhaveadirtymindquiz/dirty-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're mind is so filthy... you should should be washing every part of you out with soap.&lt;br /&gt;If your thoughts can go dirty, they do. Almost everything is NC-17 to you!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhaveadirtymindquiz/"&gt;Do You Have a Dirty Mind?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee hee hee &gt;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-6139599898512422403?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/6139599898512422403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=6139599898512422403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/6139599898512422403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/6139599898512422403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-because-3.html' title='Just because &lt;3'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-6683018129659223295</id><published>2007-06-23T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T12:13:57.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysian English standards...</title><content type='html'>Today when I was strolling around in the mall, I decided to visit Popular book store to enquire if they are still accepting pre-orders for Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. So there I was, coming across one of the assistants, asking her about it. I said, "Excuse me, are you still accepting pre-orders for HP:DH(in full, of course. I'm just being lazy to type XP)?" She replied with, "Don't have yet." Well of course I know it isn't out yet. I'm an -ardent- fan for crying out loud. I thought she heard wrongly, so I repeated my question. This time, she answered with "I don't have." What the hell lady, what -don't- you have? I know you don't have the book, no one has the book except perhaps the publishers and Mrs. Rowling herself dammit. I gave her an exasperated look, said "It's okay then" and got out of there. Goodness, she couldn't even understand a simple sentence. People nowadays should take the initiative to at least familiarize themselves with the language. I don't mind if you speak broken English, at least answer me with something intelligible. I apologize if this post has offended anyone in particular, but if you are offended, it just proves that you are one of those who can't even string two words together properly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-6683018129659223295?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/6683018129659223295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=6683018129659223295' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/6683018129659223295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/6683018129659223295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/06/malaysian-english-standards.html' title='Malaysian English standards...'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-8177780294729943947</id><published>2007-06-22T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T13:13:14.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abort the co-curricular marks system!</title><content type='html'>I am very displeased and whole-heartedly oppose to the Malaysian education system of allocating 10% of co-curriculum marks to determine whether or not someone manages to enter a public institute of higher learning (IPTA). I find it really unfair to those who are unable to score high curricular marks just because they can't involve themselves in major events. Not all parents are supportive of their child's activities in school. Even if the parents are supportive, not all students have transport ready for them. It is indeed hard, having to worry about your co-curricular performance and your academic performance. I scorn at the absurdity of this system.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-8177780294729943947?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/8177780294729943947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=8177780294729943947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/8177780294729943947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/8177780294729943947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/06/abort-co-curicular-marks-system.html' title='Abort the co-curricular marks system!'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-1978272389618828395</id><published>2007-06-22T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T15:13:11.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Firesky Recommends &lt;3</title><content type='html'>Heyho Firesky again with another post (since I currently have 2 hours access to the computer...). This time I'm going to recommend two objects which I am in love with - an eraser and mints (and no I do not get commissions for introducing these products).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, let me talk(type?) about the lovable eraser - the Pilot Foam Eraser. I bought it in 'The Big Bookshop' in Gurney quite some time ago, and only used it today. And gosh, it's the most wonderful eraser I have ever used, even surpassing the Pentel eraser. You don't have to apply much pressure to erase, and the pencil marks comes off amazingly well. It costs RM1.80. "It's bloody expensive for an eraser, I can buy one for 20 cents!", you say? Well, okay. You can go and buy your 20 cents eraser and keep on erasing furiously and futilely. Oh yea, I forgot to mention, it's made in Japan. Not that it really means anything but yes I love Japan so... and yes I'm a tad bit biased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RntxsC1t_BI/AAAAAAAAAA0/oWnQCitkCAk/s1600-h/P1010530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RntxsC1t_BI/AAAAAAAAAA0/oWnQCitkCAk/s320/P1010530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078778006280731666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the eraser to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RntxsS1t_CI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZmirY8RGf9I/s1600-h/P1010532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RntxsS1t_CI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZmirY8RGf9I/s320/P1010532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078778010575698978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back view. There. Made in Japan :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to the wondrous mints - Eclipse by Wrigleys. I was first introduced to this sugar (pun intended) by Riina during orientation week last month. I was mighty sleepy a that time, and the moment I popped one into my mouth, insta-refreshment! I bought the peppermint flavoured one, which is quite strong (as in, minty kind of strong). Very nice and refreshing nevertheless. It's price is quite high for Malaysian standards (especially for mints) though; RM 5.xx for 50 tablets. Which means it's roughly 10 cents for each tablet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/Rnt2RS1t_DI/AAAAAAAAABE/Hm5SyuVgjKo/s1600-h/P1010529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/Rnt2RS1t_DI/AAAAAAAAABE/Hm5SyuVgjKo/s320/P1010529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078783044277369906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eclipse mints - Powerful Fresh Breath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-1978272389618828395?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/1978272389618828395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=1978272389618828395' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/1978272389618828395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/1978272389618828395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/06/firesky-recommends-3.html' title='Firesky Recommends &lt;3'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RntxsC1t_BI/AAAAAAAAAA0/oWnQCitkCAk/s72-c/P1010530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-1952282118314083454</id><published>2007-06-20T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T18:39:01.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn!</title><content type='html'>I just had a nightmare (this dawn?). No, not those "AHHHHHH DON'T KILL ME!!!!" or "I WANT MY MOMMY!!!!" nor is it the "GET AWAY FROM ME YOU PERVERT!" kind of nightmare. For most other people, they'd say I'm paranoid. Okay. Here goes. I dreamt about that friggin useless good for nothing excuse of a human DB -.- Why the eff must she even haunt me in my dreams?? I want a -pleasant- dream dammit, not one which is contaminated by the mere presence of that %^$#&amp;^^$#^&amp;amp;!!! And it wasn't just her being in my dream, she did something VERY wrong to me. And she was all 'innocent goody-two-shoes oh look at me I'm an angel' that I could just slap her. Which I did in my dream. Well, not exactly slap, but I did shove her. And man did it feel good. But that wasn't enough punishment for her after what she did to me - both in real life and in my dream. Rot in hell, flutch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-1952282118314083454?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/1952282118314083454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=1952282118314083454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/1952282118314083454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/1952282118314083454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/06/damn.html' title='Damn!'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-9047914883677988966</id><published>2007-06-13T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T18:02:53.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BM Koukou, Here I come!</title><content type='html'>Received the transfer letter on Tuesday. FINALLY! Was planning to go to BM Koukou a.k.a HSBM next Monday, but when I went to school Prasanna and Riina told me "Hey let's go to HSBM now". For a moment I was totally blank, then I went into /swt mode =.= So both of them, Tee Hooi and I went to settle stuff at Dato Onn and Prasanna drove us all to HSBM. The four of us felt pretty odd because we were wearing turquoise skirts as opposed to their uniform of dark blue skirts. So yeah we were the odd ones out. Prasanna and I were put in class PBC. Riina's class, PBB, is right beside mine &lt;3&gt;D The teachers here are pretty good. Our chem teacher is especially ghey /swt He kept pronouncing my name wrongly even though I corrected him countless times -___-lll But he's funny XP So overall I very much prefer this school to the school I was previously assigned to &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-9047914883677988966?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/9047914883677988966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=9047914883677988966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/9047914883677988966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/9047914883677988966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/06/bm-koukou-here-i-come.html' title='BM Koukou, Here I come!'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-7051478571041804451</id><published>2007-06-10T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T18:44:25.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okairinasai, Yengie~</title><content type='html'>Yengie's back from Singapore today. Went out with Yengie, Shanie, Eburl Twin, Riina and an unexpected person - DB a.k.a Nyanya2 -.- We were supposed to go to Penang, but due to heavy traffic we went to Autocity instead. For the first time in my life, I went karaoke-ing with friends O.o We sang loads of ghey songs, mostly oldies XP And I just realised that YMCA is actually a ghey song &gt;D Shanie and I changed it from YMCA to YAOI &gt;D If you don't get what I'm saying, check out the lyrics for yourself :  &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=8573996366137360294"&gt;YMCA lyrics&lt;/a&gt;  Read it careeefully ;D Riina and I sang "You're Beautiful" by James Blunt in our own "You are a Gay" version &gt;D We enqueued some Japanese songs for the heck of it and realised that 99% of them are oldies =___=lll All in all we had quite alot of fun singing ghey songs gheyly XP Next we had dinner(?) at Swensons. I ordered a Caesar Salad and... it turned out to be massive @@ Heck, the fork and spoon were twice as large as a normal one O.o I'm not Hagrid for heaven's sake! Yengie's dad treated us to a bowl of ice-cream. Thanks uncle! After dinner, we headed back to Butterworth for... supper... because Yengie's dad said he wasn't full =____=lll So off we went to Chai Leng Park for 'Lok Lok'. They ate 'Davy Jones' while I just had some Veggies ^^ It was a very fun day, and we joked around quite alot. Oh and Yengie just couldn't stop ranting on and on about her Maths lecturer - Simon Leow (however you spell his last name) =.= We learnt a new err... song(?!) from her - all the way from Singapore :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ping Pong ball, ping pong ball, hanging on the wall;&lt;br /&gt;One big big, one small small, hanging on the wall;&lt;br /&gt;Small one 20 cents, big one 50 cents,&lt;br /&gt;If you want more big big one, also 50 cents~"&lt;br /&gt;*Sing to the tune of Jingle Bell*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RnYH-C1t_AI/AAAAAAAAAAs/bCD-2Y6OM-M/s1600-h/P1010521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RnYH-C1t_AI/AAAAAAAAAAs/bCD-2Y6OM-M/s320/P1010521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077254392402279426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Cream. Yum~ 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RnYH9y1t--I/AAAAAAAAAAc/VGURJgZyqcM/s1600-h/P1010494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RnYH9y1t--I/AAAAAAAAAAc/VGURJgZyqcM/s320/P1010494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077254388107312098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Caesar Salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RnYH9i1t-8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/tKyvw8imZx0/s1600-h/P1010498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RnYH9i1t-8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/tKyvw8imZx0/s320/P1010498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077254383812344770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The massive fork and spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RnYH9y1t-9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/s5fhZTSRQGU/s1600-h/P1010497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RnYH9y1t-9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/s5fhZTSRQGU/s320/P1010497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077254388107312082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comparison between a -normal- fork and the fork I used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RnYH-C1t-_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/zted3A9GRmw/s1600-h/P1010506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RnYH-C1t-_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/zted3A9GRmw/s320/P1010506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077254392402279410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo. Minna-san, say chii-zu! XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-7051478571041804451?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/7051478571041804451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=7051478571041804451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/7051478571041804451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/7051478571041804451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/06/okairinasai-yengie.html' title='Okairinasai, Yengie~'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/RnYH-C1t_AI/AAAAAAAAAAs/bCD-2Y6OM-M/s72-c/P1010521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-6513453458052619720</id><published>2007-05-25T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T14:44:17.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dress...Pants!</title><content type='html'>Lina and I came up with this stupid thing when I showed her Yuna in Kingdom Hearts 2. We realised that Yuna's outfit is very money saving - it's 2-in-1. We couldn't stop laughing over it. (Okay okay mostly -I- couldn't stop laughing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s-Pxf4xWFeE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s-Pxf4xWFeE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please excuse this very poorly recorded video. And yes I was on the verge of laughing out loud towards the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-6513453458052619720?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/6513453458052619720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=6513453458052619720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/6513453458052619720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/6513453458052619720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/05/dresspants.html' title='Dress...Pants!'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-1154110178098944506</id><published>2007-05-22T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T19:32:42.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drenched!</title><content type='html'>Holy I just walked back from the night market located near my house, and I was literally drenched to the skin! It started with a light drizzle. Thank god I actually brought an umbrella. The rain grew steadily heavier by the minute, and by the time I was heading home with my purchase (a loaf of bread), the bottom of my jeans were clinging to my shins. How miserable. But truth be told, it was actually pretty fun walking in a downpour once in a while :D I actually wanted to go to the pharmacy but decided against it, considering the fact that it was raining cats and dogs. Hey, I'm not some irrational freak - I knew the results would be horrendous if I ever went to the pharmacy. But what the hell, is it just coincidence, or is there another force trying to stop me from going to the pharmacy? I had the chance to go to one when I went for tuition, but the lesson was almost starting. And my dad was waiting for me after class. THEN rain poured down when I wanted to go there later on. This is... ghey -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|| Firesky - out ||&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-1154110178098944506?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/1154110178098944506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=1154110178098944506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/1154110178098944506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/1154110178098944506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/05/drenched.html' title='Drenched!'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-7650238955384407130</id><published>2007-05-20T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T19:33:42.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My right hand is officially dead</title><content type='html'>Because of KH2 Final Mix+ -___-lll I was playing in 'Cave of Remembrance', and had to use a lot of brain and hand to get through. Finally, just when I was about to reach the Final Door, there were this huge ass amount of &lt;s&gt;irritating&lt;/s&gt; nobodies whom you had to defeat in order to get through. Holy mother of cows, they kept regenerating! I fought for almost 10 minutes (imagine that, bashing the joypad for 10 minutes straight), and then I died. Yes, died. Just like that. And then I had to re-fight all those nobodies all over again D: The second time, I bashed my joypad for another 10 minutes, and then I died. Again. I swear, my hands (especially righty) was screaming bloody murder. That's it. Firesky abruptly changes into berserk mode. Cracking my knuckles, taking a deep breath, I prepared myself (mentally and physically) for yet another battle. And at last, after another 5 minutes of bashing, I emerged victorious! Ah, revenge is sweet &lt;3 Conclusion : Firesky HAS to be in berserk mode when playing games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|| Worn out Firesky - out ||&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-7650238955384407130?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/7650238955384407130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=7650238955384407130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/7650238955384407130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/7650238955384407130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-right-hand-is-officially-dead.html' title='My right hand is officially dead'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-2486067611596794910</id><published>2007-05-17T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T19:40:36.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What. The. Eff</title><content type='html'>[First off I would like to warn readers that this is most probably a highly biased post, all written in my opinion. Don't like what you read, disagree, flames, do whatever you want to do, but I'm not going to give a damn. And I'm not a racist. I just don't like how things are going on -there-.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay seriously this is absurd. In season 4 of American Idol, they made that byatch Carrie Underwood (which I have the pleasure of calling her Curry Underworld) the Idol, instead of Bo Bice, who, in my opinion, is very much better than her. In season 5, Chris Daughtry, THE most deserving to acclaim title of Idol, was booted off during the Final Four. And now, in season 6, Melinda Doolitle who is definitely the best singer this season, didn't even manage a place in the Finale. COME ON!!! WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH THE SHOW??? THERE HAS GOT TO BE A GLITCH SOMEWHERE!! I mean, for THREE consecutive seasons great singers didn't get the title they all deserved. This is utter nonsense! Oh for heaven's sake, this show is starting to get hopeless. Okay yes I do support/like Blake Lewis but between him and Melinda, Melinda's the champ. And no I do not like Jordin. Yes she might have a big voice, but I don't really like her personality. Sorry, but as I said before, this is all based on my opinions. And since Melinda's out of the picture now, which is highly unfortunate, I'm definitely rooting for Blake. There. I've had my say. Now you can boo me all you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|| Extremely frustrated Firesky - out ||&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-2486067611596794910?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/2486067611596794910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=2486067611596794910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/2486067611596794910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/2486067611596794910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-eff.html' title='What. The. Eff'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-5945427414196300993</id><published>2007-05-14T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T14:05:16.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Away</title><content type='html'>Okay I know I've been away for quite awhile now, but I was away. From the comp. It all started last Tuesday when my mom's game wasn't really functioning, so she thought that something was wrong with the harddisk and needed reformatting. I didn't think so because EVERYTHING ELSE was working perfectly fine, except for her game. Besides, I just reformatted the computer the previous day, so how in the name of cows could something be wrong with the comp less than 24 hours later? So err... an argument broke out: I wasn't in a good mood, she wasn't in a good mood, so... BOOM. I was effing pissed off that I had to reformat the WHOLE computer, including my precious E drive where I've saved my Chain of Memories file. If I reformat it, I'd have to play it ALL OVER AGAIN. That's absurd, don't you think? Plus, -she- said that if I keep on refusing to fix the comp for her she'll ban me from using the comp. So yeah at last I was friggin pissed off and decided to be bratty and didn't use the computer for the past few days even though -she- didn't really ban me from using it. But err... after second thoughts, why shouldn't I use the comp? I have a RIGHT to use it. But I've come to a conclusion : Computers aren't meant to be shared. It's meant to be used by only ONE person, hence the name PC a.k.a 'Personal Computer'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;||Firesky - out||&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-5945427414196300993?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/5945427414196300993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=5945427414196300993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/5945427414196300993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/5945427414196300993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/05/away.html' title='Away'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-5952145250035859520</id><published>2007-05-08T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T13:42:00.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess I know how he must have felt...</title><content type='html'>I was reading KH manga, and came across the scene where Riku found Sora in Traverse Town. Riku must have felt pretty much left out when he saw Sora so close with Donald and Goofy. Then Maleficent had to instigate Riku by telling him "While you toiled away trying to find your dear friend, he simply replaced you with some new companions. Evidently, he values them far more than he does you, now." When I was reading that, I was compelled to say "No, that's not true!" but something held me back. Had I said so, I'd be a hypocrite, because honestly speaking, I'd have felt the same way Riku did. I can't just be all happy if a (close) friend of mine introduced me to his/her friends. I'm not that kind of bubbly, 'hyper socializable' person. I would feel very left out. And that's the way I feel right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;||Firesky - out||&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-5952145250035859520?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/5952145250035859520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=5952145250035859520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/5952145250035859520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/5952145250035859520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-guess-i-know-how-he-must-have-felt.html' title='I guess I know how he must have felt...'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-4139146567967811349</id><published>2007-05-08T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T13:27:55.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTHHHH</title><content type='html'>Gargh WTFH I was doing a (long) survey in Friendster and I had reached question number 30 something and I accidentally closed the browser WTHHHHHHHHH D: I give up T_T Keyboard shortcuts are disastrous sometimes T________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yes this is extremely random)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-4139146567967811349?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/4139146567967811349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=4139146567967811349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/4139146567967811349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/4139146567967811349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/05/wthhhh.html' title='WTHHHH'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-5749926699035561119</id><published>2007-05-05T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T18:15:46.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol Rock Week 8D</title><content type='html'>Wednesday was Rock Week for them American Idol finalists(Yes yes I know today is Friday). Their mentor was Bon Jovi, so naturally they had to sing Bon Jovi songs. Surprisingly, most of them did really well, considering the fact that none of them are rockers. The two contestants who stood out the most (to me, as far as it goes) were Blake Lewis and Melinda Doolittle. Blake sang 'You Give Love a Bad Name' and made it his own, as in, he totally 'modernized' the song. Simon Cowell even gave him top marks for taking a risk. Melinda, on the other hand, sang 'Have a Nice Day'. She's an all-rounder. The way she sang it, you would have thought she's a rock-star - the judges  even compared her to Tina Turner. And yes I'm a fan of both of them &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bh01cvtO-fA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bh01cvtO-fA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blake's "You Give Love a Bad Name"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;javascript:void(0) save="" as="" draftparam="" name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NyEEFNKJ7Dk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/javascript:void(0)&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NyEEFNKJ7Dk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melinda's "Have a Nice Day"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-5749926699035561119?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/5749926699035561119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=5749926699035561119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/5749926699035561119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/5749926699035561119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/05/american-idol-rock-week-8d.html' title='American Idol Rock Week 8D'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-2359714571750148586</id><published>2007-05-04T08:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T17:19:42.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Obligatory] Introduction</title><content type='html'>Moi Diciassette Jahre. Title of my blog. 'What does it mean?' You silently question. Why did Firesky name her blog with a weird, nonsensical arrangement of alphabets? Now, to answer your question. First of all, it is NOT a random set of alphabets. It actually means something. Moi means 'me' in French. Diciassette means 'seventeen' in Italian, while Jahre means 'years' in German. Ah... we're going somewhere now, aren't we? Put them all together and it literally means 'Me, seventeen years'. Why seventeen? &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Because&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm seventeen, you dumbass. So basically I named this blog as such to celebrate me and my seventeen years of living. What's that? What's the plus sign doing in front of 'Moi'? Well obviously I'm not going to post in this blog only when I'm still seventeen, now am I? Got the answer? Good. For those of you who haven't, feel free to ponder upon this until you manage to see the answer. It's good for the brains, I promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Extras] &lt;br /&gt;#1 : Now, I do realise that have used a rather offensive word, i.e dumbass. To those of you who know me in real life, I expect you know that that's my style of talking. To those who don't, however, I would like to tell you firsthand that my choice of words/speech is rather... interesting, if you get what I mean. I'm also a somewhat sarcastic person. I would never, however, directly mean to insult anyone. I hope I have made myself clear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 : If you want to flame me for a post for whatever reasons, I want you to know that those flames will be used to make myself a hot cup of coffee, or something equivalent. I know that conflicts may occur due to the differences in our point of views, but don't you think it would be nicer and more civilized to argue/criticize constructively rather than rave like a lunatic? Yes, think about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;||Firesky - out||&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-2359714571750148586?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/2359714571750148586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=2359714571750148586' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/2359714571750148586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/2359714571750148586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/05/obligatory-introduction.html' title='[Obligatory] Introduction'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573996366137360294.post-1462363458411030301</id><published>2007-05-04T06:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T17:20:06.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another blog - AGAIN???!</title><content type='html'>Yes, this is the same ol' Firesky. THE Firesky that first had a blog on LJ, then on MSN spaces, then Yahoo 360, Friendster, I even had one blog hosted here, on blogspot, and now I'm creating yet &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;another&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; blog. The one blog I updated most was on LJ, but no one seems to ever read it so... it's more like a personal blog anyway. Okay fine, I admit I'm somewhat of a procrastinator, I haven't been constantly updating. More importantly, I'm not much of a blogger. So what the nya am I creating another blog for? You might ask. Well, I've made up my mind to stick to one, final blog. This. And kindly do not flame/sue me if I do not constantly update. I'm starting school again in 2 week's time, and this saintly computer of mine has been abducted by the eburl forces of compiedoom known as my mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A/N : Yes I do realise I've been using the word 'blog' for... close to 10 times in one single post. But tell me, what word can I use to substitute it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;||Firesky - out.||&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573996366137360294-1462363458411030301?l=myseventeenyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/feeds/1462363458411030301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573996366137360294&amp;postID=1462363458411030301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/1462363458411030301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573996366137360294/posts/default/1462363458411030301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myseventeenyears.blogspot.com/2007/05/another-blog-again.html' title='Another blog - AGAIN???!'/><author><name>Firesky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02072906351294411712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IgjvyT8nkx8/SPxquuOIC2I/AAAAAAAAAFg/MdbriJSC5ns/S220/22-NoBody3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
