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  <title>Repetitive Life~~</title>
  <subtitle>Drabbles and thoughts of my life....</subtitle>
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    <name>atsuyuu</name>
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  <updated>2009-03-10T15:24:13Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:atsuyuu:5802</id>
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    <title>questions...</title>
    <published>2009-03-10T15:24:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-10T15:24:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Crush - David Archuleta</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Dear journal, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I'm hving conflicts with myself again...about who else you ask? Perhaps it's cause you're the first...which is why I have feelings a tad more special for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm torn between keeping a private journal like you..or just keeping my heart and soul locked up in pen and ink...or opening up my feelings in a blog where people have excess to it ? (unless i private it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all jumbled...dentistry or mass comm? Pursue my dreams and die of hunger? Or continue what my mum wants me to do? OR I can always try my best in mass comm and NOT&amp;nbsp;die of hunger...choices..choices....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);"&gt;~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);"&gt;Sometimes, nothing in the world matters...because I have you...and you have me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:atsuyuu:5394</id>
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    <title>An ode to my school</title>
    <published>2009-03-04T16:04:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-04T16:04:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Know-how - Yuna Ito</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A school 6.471 times older than me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 204, 0);"&gt;Coming here for the first time ten years ago,&lt;br /&gt;Wide-eyed and innocent&lt;br /&gt;With knees knocking together&lt;br /&gt;My fingers clutching mummy's skirt&lt;br /&gt;While I throw a tantrum&lt;br /&gt;About teddy all alone at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Then being separated by a teacher&lt;br /&gt;Who took us around the school&lt;br /&gt;Touring the toilets&lt;br /&gt;And the canteen&lt;br /&gt;While mummy and daddy followed quietly&lt;br /&gt;I entered my first class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;It's been ten years since&lt;br /&gt;I can understand what teachers say perfectly well now&lt;br /&gt;As I'm about to enter adulthood&lt;br /&gt;Yet I don't understand,&lt;br /&gt;Why a school 6.471 times older than me&lt;br /&gt;Can still stand up tall and proud&lt;br /&gt;At the top of a pineapple hill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);"&gt;~ Time and tide waits for no man ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:atsuyuu:5352</id>
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    <title>friggin sleepy</title>
    <published>2009-03-03T15:59:06Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-03T15:59:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Hardest Part - Coldplay</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sometimes...I can really feel my eyelids drooping and my mind going blank. Yet, I wouldn't&amp;nbsp; go to bed..cuz I'm doing sumting that I'm interested in or I'm simply too lazy to do anything else. I want to stop procrastinating...and I&amp;nbsp;will...tomorrow XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends come and go...my inner circle's thinning. Or is it thickening? J&amp;nbsp;and S's relationship is deteriorating..they won't tell important things to one another sometimes..and J&amp;nbsp;hurt S so badly. I hate myself for interfering...me and my big mouth. I think I&amp;nbsp;even messed up Lh n J's friendship. THX&amp;nbsp;FOR&amp;nbsp;NOTHING!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;Seriously...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;I sincerely hope that the both of them will settle that stupid thing once and for all. Perhaps make me less worried and take that headache away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Nyways, gratitude goes out to joy, kt, sher and yee for listening out to me (a completely diff case for joy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;~ Call me greedy, but I want more time together ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:atsuyuu:4906</id>
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    <title>Hectic hectic hectic~</title>
    <published>2009-02-20T09:41:58Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-20T09:41:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>yuan dian - rynn lim</lj:music>
    <content type="html">started skul after millions of holidays( nearly every single monday ^.^), chinese new year break ( i was sick for the whole bloody week and took over tiffany's bed and her dad's panadol lol), thaipusam, tuitions, valentines day, pra-sukans, first exams....whoooosh. february's a hectic month thanks to our brilliant government who decided to hold the intervensi this month instead of next..and i've just finished all intervensis for this month...if I&amp;nbsp;don't get an A1 for maths, i should reli die. 28th is another date to look out for...annual sports day. gawwwd i ran for adele - yes i noe i'm semangat XD - for prasukan in stadium bola sepak cheras...its the place where we held our sports day 2 yrs ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually only took part for 200m..somehow i ended up being a reserve for 4x400m...i didn't bother to change it cuz i was just a reserve. Aaand guess wud? kat said alana pulled out...so i gotta run..WTH!!!&amp;nbsp;nvr even joined all these sports events before in highschool and suddenly 200m and 4x400m??? What the hell what the hell what the hell.... kt said she can take my place...but teac say NO @@ die lor me....btw, got 4th/5th for 200m =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was 2nd runner...lisha first, shu wern 3rd, rupini 4th...my turn OMG freakkkkin scared wei...even worse than my own solo event...goddamn whole round of football field siao~ lucky lisha put this huge gap between all the othas ^^ i was sooo far ahead of other 2nd runners hehehe bangganye...we so sure we're getting first dammit...-then bugger u soleha-..she friggin caught up with rupini hu was almost at the finishing line .........that girl is too good. In the end, aidan was saved by soleha and our teamwork made us 2nd..ah well better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went bak to skul for phys n bi intervensi =.=''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant believe i'm actually saying this but physicks is waaayy better than bio ...damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sry hafiz...i cant let u invade my privacy just yet &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;~ I don't want you to avoid me...and yet I find myself avoiding you ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Very belated new year wish..or not</title>
    <published>2009-01-11T16:03:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-11T16:03:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tsubasa - alice nine.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">new year, new dreams, new visions...Resolutions are to be made and kept. Responsibilities to be done. What a year..and i've just started school...damn. Obsessions are coming up..and i already find myself losing friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry once again..things are..more complicated as I try to get you out of my life. I'm sleepy and i dont have the mood anymore.</content>
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    <title>atsuyuu @ 2008-12-10T00:14:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-09T16:28:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-09T16:28:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>A Rush of Blood to The Head - Coldplay</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;As I've said earlier...i don't like goodbyes..especially &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;when it's someone I'm close with..a dear friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called thrice...you told me you'd call me back. We did a farewell...it didnt went as well as we planned...but we had fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sher,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to wish you a good life and please take good care of yourself and until we meet next time, you are..truly..one of my greatest friend. All i get now is just...shermaine yu ju nn on msn..i'll miss the flesh and blood you..i'll miss the jokes that u make..i'll miss us..i'll miss your shoulder...i'll miss your voice...i'll miss you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my teacher and i was your student...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant cry now..it seems dry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>guilty conscience</title>
    <published>2008-11-24T03:38:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-24T03:38:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Joint - Mami Kawada</lj:music>
    <content type="html">its sunday...and i'm feeling guilty. This entry today will be devoted to you..and I'm sorry about the things that I did. I shouldn't have encouraged you and let you down. The way i'm talking to you now is obvious what I'm trying to do isn't it? Things will be better if you let go.. things that you've heard from other's mouth might hurt you and make you feel guilty. Please don't be..it's not exactly your fault..more to my parents' and mine. Don't be mad at yourself...be mad at me if you want to..trust me...this is better for everyone. I just wanna be friends and this might hurt me and you...I've had feelings once..but I denied it..our hearts cannot rule us..when it does, things will get complicated. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;~ My guilty conscience and you...it's a tough choice&lt;/span&gt;. ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Last day...gosh, I'll miss you guys</title>
    <published>2008-11-22T05:02:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-22T05:02:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>August Serenade - Suga Shikao</lj:music>
    <content type="html">woke at 8 - yes again -&amp;nbsp; mum's got dancing - yes again - finished Hexwood...ate a brilliant breakfast of luncheon meat n bread keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to my last day of amateur journalism...wen early for a change...reached at 12.48 and saw kenneth, daniel, charlie and chrysty. Chatted with chrysty and met her cute 3 yr old bro. Darn cute that nicholas hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorted out wudever things that needs to be completed...I ended doing the layout of 'Teen's Talk' with shinaa...charlie in charge of taking pictures lol&amp;nbsp;!! Picking out my brains to stuff all the things we said in ONE SINGLE PAGE OF MICROSOFT WORD @@ siao man..goddamn bangga when everything's in ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around the end, we sorted everyting out and the paper's first copy ever is in the copy maching &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;wee~~~&lt;/span&gt; everyone was kinda fooling liao..'cept for poor mrs T heh...printed the first page with chrysty but it wasnt used. Then there's snacks haha...chipsmore and pringles...hafiz choked on pringles i think..and we're all attacking him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hafiz :&amp;nbsp;*choking alot.cant open his mouth*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chrysty : DUN&amp;nbsp;DIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fio : HERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all : LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whipped out my camera and started taking pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/atsuyuu/pic/00009a1y/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/atsuyuu/pic/00009a1y/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;GYAHAHAA&amp;nbsp;shy hafiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/atsuyuu/pic/0000achz/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/atsuyuu/pic/0000achz/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 128);"&gt;TUG -OF-WAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/atsuyuu/pic/0000by8q/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/atsuyuu/pic/0000by8q/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);"&gt;random shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/atsuyuu/pic/0000csf2/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/atsuyuu/pic/0000csf2/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;PEPA!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/atsuyuu/pic/0000d3ky/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/atsuyuu/pic/0000d3ky/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;kenneth / wi kiat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/atsuyuu/pic/0000e3wx/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/atsuyuu/pic/0000e3wx/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;&amp;quot;THE Newspaper&amp;quot; daily newspaper crew ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;went bak to mum's shop...tkd after that..busy, busy day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang...sir ikaku n master ganging up on me...cant focus =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;~ Every meeting has a farewell...but that doesn't mean I have to like it. ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>cold shoulder - yes, again -</title>
    <published>2008-11-20T12:51:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-20T12:55:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>A Whisper - Coldplay</lj:music>
    <content type="html">started my days VERY early this whole week @@ slept at 2 yesterday..panda eyes are beginning to show again. But I got most of the report done yesterday so am kinda relaxed. NOT. as usual, followed mum to shop, she went dancing and i went report typing heh. CALLED&amp;nbsp;MASTER&amp;nbsp;OMG&amp;nbsp;!!! cant believe i really did it...crap i hope all my Q &amp;amp; A in the paper is ok..master said he wants to put it up. i. am. so. &lt;strong&gt;DEAD.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum said she'd call at 12+ to hv lunch with me. 12.43 had just passed by and she hadn't. and me? i was so caught up in Hexwood, i didn't really notice the time. called her thrice i tink..&lt;br /&gt;1st time - couldnt gt through&lt;br /&gt;2nd time - no one answering&lt;br /&gt;3rd time - same old answering machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she came up then and scolded me. Yep, its my fault and not hers...ironic isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left for lorna whiston's at 12.58...walked in utter silence....reached about 1.02 met chrysty - surprisingly, i'm stil not late lol - shinaa was late again..we counted this time hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shinaa arrives*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all :&amp;nbsp;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p : 11 mins late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs t&amp;nbsp; : not quite pepa...she's only about...9 mins late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought i left my pendrive at mum's shop..dug around my bag..until i found it. But i told mrs T i left it =.= anyways, took my pendrive, finished my report, edited for shinaa, talked abit. Did my advert lol..its about a latest dance studio which is supposed to be &amp;quot;The Thing&amp;quot; at the Big Apple...and it's name is Jazz Hams haha. Did my teen talk also...and then..right before we dismiss..forgot my pendrive again and had to run out and get it ...&amp;nbsp;AGAIN hmph..went home..nuting much..kinda bored....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;~ What you do is none of my business...don't tell me what you're gonna do ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>My first interview ever...</title>
    <published>2008-11-19T17:37:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-19T17:56:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Clocks - Coldplay</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My god...I actually got up at 7.30 today &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; WHY?!?!?!? Cause my mum's got her dancing class, that's why. So gotta follow her loh...I'm the first person in her shop wee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathed (yes i found a baby cockroach while bathing EEK), ate and finished 'If You Could See Me Now&amp;quot;, did tkd report and sum other tings as well, then around 10, May came in and I wasn't alone anymore. Continued until 12 and followed mum go ta pau 'pan mee' and 'tau foo fah' hehe.&lt;br /&gt;LOL rushed to lorna whiston's again...it's becoming a habit but thank god I'm not late this time...but guess whu was late? SHINAA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S : SO&amp;nbsp;SRY&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;WAS&amp;nbsp;6 MINS&amp;nbsp;LATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All :&amp;nbsp;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P :&amp;nbsp;u actually counted??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typed in news report from yesterday..is editing my story allowed?&amp;nbsp;shh... then continued tkd report...didn't went too far..lotsa distractions from chrysty (sp?) and pepa..went on friendster haha and nearly gt caught by Mrs T heh. Based on pepa and chrysty's &lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;HORROR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;scopes, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt; out there, there's a p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yscho holding a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;and calling my name.&lt;/span&gt;..LMFAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;returned &amp;quot;if you could see me now&amp;quot; honestly, I'm considering to buy that book..it's reli gud...I mean, I cried reading it and I&amp;nbsp;JUZ&amp;nbsp;LOVE&amp;nbsp;IT!!!!! Told mrs. T abt the storyline...damn proud...she told me &lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&amp;quot;Tq for sharing information about your book with such insight into the deeper meaning the author was trying to share.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;heee ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;traded emails wid pepa n hafiz...stu hafiz went n opened my frenster acc in front of that amman kid...damn embarassing man...browsing through my pics ....grr... then went back inside to vote for the name of our paper...I&amp;nbsp;nominated &lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 255, 0);"&gt;TEENZ&amp;nbsp;RULES&amp;nbsp;NEWS&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and pepa wid her lol jokes said THE&amp;nbsp;NEWSPAPER..it was really funny so i voted for it heh. And guess wud? it got 6 votes HAH. I&amp;nbsp;say, the atmosphere's kinda different after the comp room incidents..more laughter and noices...guess the ice finally melt lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to mum's place alone again...then tkd later. Went to dojang around 8.15, lights were offed, windows locked. Called sir and he said ian's got the key..went back to downstairs of mum's shop, sat in the car for god knows how long, called ian (phone sot again dammit) called mun yee and her phone's offed, called yee ling and no one picked up the phone. Started to rain so called mum to come down and close windows. Went over to dojang again, everyone there dy =.= super swt..i was the 1st to arrive bt the last to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;enter the dojang. Circuit exercise, flying side kicks and photo shoot session =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="0" alt="dojang&amp;#39;s wall" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/atsuyuu/pic/00005e71/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dojang's wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="0" alt="mun yee&amp;#39;s 180 degree chopping kick" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/atsuyuu/pic/000074xs/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mun yee's 180 degree chopping kick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="0" alt="sir kin loong&amp;#39;s super high fliying side kick &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/atsuyuu/pic/00008xcs/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sir kin loong's &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;super high flying side kick&lt;/span&gt; &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;after that, hurried my interview with sir cuz dad was getting impatient downstairs..i have a sixth sense for it. said bye-byes and went into car. darn...i should hv saw it cming then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D :&amp;nbsp;why must call that ian to come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me :&amp;nbsp;then you wan us 3 girls only?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D :&amp;nbsp;call other black belts la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me :&amp;nbsp;u think i didn't? They didn't want to come so what else can i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D :&amp;nbsp;*silenced*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;~ &lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;Believe me, I really wanted him out of my life. Thanks for doubting me. &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Originality never fails</title>
    <published>2008-11-18T15:47:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-18T15:47:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>White Shadows - Coldplay</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Gosh....i'm so semangat at updating this few days...hahaha...i'm proud =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up first thing in the morning for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LAST&lt;/span&gt; accounts class this year (YESSS !!!) went to skul...i forgot that they're still hving SPM..so was kinda shocked to see so many people in the hall heh. Sat there for 2 and a half hours, walked to masjid jamek with elaine, kat n amira and discovered that they finally opened the bloody main door hahahaha - after nearly 1 year - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a bus to tmn tun..reached there nearly 12...rushed up to mum's place, rushed down to buy food, rushed my bath, rushed my lunch, rushed my journey to journalism @@ all the way until 4...i even rushed my news report lol. AHHH&amp;nbsp;loved my original report actually..&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Honeymoon Ends In Blood&amp;quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;it was about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a gay couple on their honeymoon and one guy discovered that while he was out, his spouse had a girl on their bed...so bloodiness and gore aplenty...stupid of me to ask teacher whether or not if gay couples are included in my report. So that first story got turned down...and i had to change my chars...eeyer lost the twist to the story liao. sobz. and the twist was supposed to be a gay guy having an affair with a girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to mum's shop myself of course...then decided that i'll definitely interview kin loong. Saw him online and immediately bombarded him HAH. and like always, he's terribly evasive. haihz..gonna bug him tmr again dang it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 153);"&gt;~ Unfairness? I only wanted company...it's your choice I guess...forget that I&amp;nbsp;ever asked... ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Another manic monday...that's kinda slow</title>
    <published>2008-11-17T15:23:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-17T15:45:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Regret - the Gazette</lj:music>
    <content type="html">On the road to be a budding young journalist of the year.....my foot. Today's the first journalist class I'm attending in Lorna Whiston's language centre. Not too bad at the beginning...was slightly nervous of course..faham-fahamla, I come from a convent..no direct approach from many guys before. Started with ice breaking ceremony where we're required to play a game like charades. Two teams were formed and i'm in group 2. Guess what? First word was banana =.= and i missed it...only heard something about 'fruit' lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a while, we got the hang of the game and the victorious team was.....MINE !!! kekeke not too bad thx to pepa..heh i got 'coffin' as the word once and 'rock' as the other. Then discussed abit about the paper..shared The Star with errh..Hafiz rite? Liftouts are decided and there's a arts,culture and education part where I'm supposed to cover a taekwondo interview (WTH??) I&amp;nbsp;only have myself to blame anyway...me and my big mouth dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs T : Any ideas Fiona?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : errh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P : *whispers*&amp;nbsp;Martial arts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me :&amp;nbsp;serious ar? kay den.. MARTIAL&amp;nbsp;ARTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T :&amp;nbsp;Ohh ok den do you do any martial arts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Yeea...taekwondo just in this area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T :&amp;nbsp;Lovely!! You could interview your instructor then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : ........sure..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loaned 'If you could see me now' from the center and chatted with my juniors a while then (eh i'm the oldest again pfft)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3hrs is abit too long..spent the last 15mins touring the comps there and their toilet. LOL turns out there was a toilet on the same floor and i travelled all the way downstairs to use their public toilet there =.= swt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Walked back to mum's place after that and tried to finish accounts homework..then dad called say he's downstairs to pick me up. Went home, continue accounts, read a tad bit of 'career girls' and 'if you could see me now', and went for dinner. Here i am now...wondering what's up next and if i can endure the rest of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 204, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 204, 0);"&gt; I can't be what I'm not...I can only try my best and keep my distance away from the distractions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 204, 0);"&gt;. ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Off to the headmistress</title>
    <published>2008-11-12T09:47:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-12T09:47:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Carry you home - James Blunt</lj:music>
    <content type="html">GAAH didn't wanna go to skul tday so i tried talking abt ponteng-ing to dad yesterday nite...1st time i tried, bro interfered and dad asked me to just go skul. I&amp;nbsp;WONT&amp;nbsp;GIV&amp;nbsp;UP!!!! So tried 2nd time with better results kekeke...i'm allowed to ponteng then and decided to finish Millie's Fling, which i read until 12am. At precisely 5.59am this morning, dad woke me up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D : &amp;quot;girl better go to skul tday la...later mum scold if ponteng&amp;quot; P/S :&amp;nbsp;mum's in japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not about sleeping in late or hving the whole computer to myself...it's the promise that counts. Don't promise me if you cant fulfil it...dissapointments are hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No choice loh...woke up and prepared. Reached skul and got bombarded by yann lin hu came..surprise, surprise. Apparently her mum disallowed her to ponteng..heh nearly same case. So i've got her n she's got me...other attendees are mich, celyn, ain, alia, atikah, sughi, rai and deborah..4 outta 10 are prefects and atikah was late..so only 5 person was queing up during assembly... ish malunye everyone staring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the usual lalala~ until 12 plus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl : &amp;quot;Is there a fiona liew from 4u here?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shot my hand up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl : &amp;quot;Pn Ann wants to see you&amp;quot; (!!!!!! WTH!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there i was, pondering why on earth my headmistress wants to see me...turns out that she's got an english course offered to her by some fella and she wants me to go...and guess wad? I'm the lucky one coz i stay at kelana jaya...swt..sorry gotta let ya down pn ann, i've got a journalist class at lorna whiston and i've paid a hefty amount for it..there's no way i'll let that go to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 153, 255);"&gt;~ Can I&amp;nbsp;trust you again? Please don't let me down..it hurts..alot ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>atsuyuu @ 2008-11-02T21:18:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-09T13:31:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-09T13:31:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Couldn't sleep at all last night. Having hot flashes is NOT fun especially when there's this annoying mosquito beside ur ear. Grrr...spoil my mood jer. Got up at 8 plus den went for breakfast, lalala~ picked up jw,shi,sher n kt at kelana station den went to cineleisure to show some love (ahem) and support to our beloved F1 gurls, joy,mich,deborah and sham. Dun worry dears, even if you all cant make it, we still love ya. Went over to the Curve to have lunch then merayau abit cuz dad nt free to fetch us yet =.= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merayau somemore...cineleisure actually damn boring...then dad arrived so shi n sher went to ikea, since sher's mum is determined to get her washing sponge frm ikea LOL. So went to mum's shop while dad sent jw n kt to kelana station and walked to dojang haha i'm not alone tday ^^ thank god for mun yee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kin loong conducted class tday..my legs feel unattatched after stretchings &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; but he's sooo much better than mr bond n sir timothy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn...i know i'm supposed to avoid you..but i'm afraid of being alone. It's unfair to you..and i'm sorry.</content>
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    <title>PARTY TIME</title>
    <published>2008-11-01T14:44:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-19T18:04:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's the jamuan deeparaya tday hee~ the only drawback was that we couldn't use our beloved 4U class sobz. Anyhow, it's been really fun and since it's sher's last class party in msia, ITS&amp;nbsp;GOTTA&amp;nbsp;BE&amp;nbsp;A&amp;nbsp;BLAST&amp;nbsp;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought the brownies from Secret Recipe with the message to sher : &amp;quot;Wish you all the best in Australia. Don't forget us, Love 4U&amp;quot; and there's a bunny piccy eheh..my drawing sux so bad, the guy dun even noe wud he's drawing &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played, we laughed, we went crazy, we made memories for everyone...it's the last 4u party..next year, things will be different and people will change. Darn..emoness again =.= nyways, opened mun yee's sparkling wine (my bday present) and that was the funniest part haha. Kit ting n vanni tried to pop it open and wet everyone else. They &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;twisted&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 102);"&gt;turned&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;pulled&lt;/span&gt;...bt no success..haih why so lemah de both of u? Then LISHA came...she twist a few times..and '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pop&lt;/span&gt;', no overflowing juice but a surprised lisha holding the cork and the rest of us staring LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/atsuyuu/pic/00001azz/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="0" alt="alia lookin on at savi, dhar n kt tryin to open my darling wine" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/atsuyuu/pic/00001azz/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KT&amp;nbsp;pulling at the cork lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/atsuyuu/pic/00003c4x/"&gt;&lt;img width="180" height="240" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/atsuyuu/pic/00003c4x/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me n mun yee's wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/atsuyuu/pic/00004r0y/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="0" alt="doughnuts n cake" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/atsuyuu/pic/00004r0y/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;doughnuts and cakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we ate, and ate, and ate more...stuffed ourselves silly and blasted music, playing hostess to the many visitors to our class...and thats it..in the end, everyone had lotsa fun and its great class bonding. We sang songs after everything was cleared up...then i went home. Went tkd l8er in the day..got whacked hard in the leg by mun yee..kicked ian hard in the balls again &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; (I&amp;nbsp;AM&amp;nbsp;SO&amp;nbsp;SORRRRYY) den home again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised that I had to do this...its hard but I dont want you to get hurt further..won't be easy at first. However, I know I'm willing to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 102);"&gt;Every sweet will come to an end. When it does, the bitterness can be tasted. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Waltz - Suneohair</title>
    <published>2008-10-29T13:47:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-29T13:47:26Z</updated>
    <category term="suneohair - waltz"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Looking through closed eyelids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akanai mabuta kosutte mieru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt; At a pastel patterened future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastel moyou no mirai ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt; Persuing scattered codes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; Chiribamerareta kigou wo tadoru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt; Pulling up facial expressions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taburi yoseta hyoujou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt; Hey, what was it that we were looking for again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nee, nandake sagashiteita mono &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt; That's right, exactly when were those days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are wa sou ne&amp;nbsp; itsudakke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt; when we used to meet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bokura ga inryouku ni sakarainagara deatta koro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt; denying the attraction that was forming between us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; It was like a waltz, mysterious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore wa waltz no youda ne fushigi sa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Like a whispering at the criss-crossing of sunbeams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sasayaku youna komorebi no kousaten de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; While they spun around as if waltzing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Futari waltz no youni ne mawarinagara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; They were expressing something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egakidashite yuku mono&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; All their thoughts were beyond warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; Atatamesugita omoi wo zenbu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; The spit out landscape has been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hakidashite mieru landscape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Smoldering for over half a year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hantoshi ijou kusuburaseteru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Bring light to the image&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image ni hi wo tomoshite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; What was it you lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nandakke nakushite shimatta mono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; But still it's ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore demo iindatte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Our gravity allows us to seek the comparisons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bokuro no inryoku de hikiai motome au no darou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;That was like a waltz, beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore wa waltz no youda ne suteki sa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; While listening to some muttered chirps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; Tsubuyaku youna saezuri kikinagara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; It was like a waltz as those two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maru de waltz no youni ne futari ga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Were expressing something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egakidashite yuku mono&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Ah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt; Reality is playing dumb as we repaint it in primary colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toboketa genjitsu mo &lt;span&gt; Genshoku de nurikaete shimae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt; I'll bring it closer to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikiyosete ageru kara ne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt; From there let's continue dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soko kara odori tsudzukeyou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt; A waltz just for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Futari dake no waltz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);"&gt;It was like a waltz, mysterious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sore wa waltz no youda ne fushigi sa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);"&gt;Like a whispering at the criss-crossing of sunbeams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sasayaku youna komorebi no kousaten de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);"&gt;While they spun around as if waltzing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Futari waltz no youni ne mawarinagara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);"&gt;They were expressing something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Egakidashite yuku mono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;just love this song WEE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Ruled over by emotions</title>
    <published>2008-10-22T14:30:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-22T14:30:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Forgive me for being so emo in the last post...it's hard knowing that she'll be leaving us soon. I've never been one to fully adapt to people leaving my side...I&amp;nbsp;guess i just have to get used to it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a mellow day..save for a few events like me hitting the science lab table&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; REALLY&lt;/span&gt; hard to chase some monkeys away during biology XD..then ain-chan went and label me as kawaii to kowaii LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i'm jz trying to save the lab okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..got bak add math and bio paper tday..darn dropped so much for add math sobz. A1 to C5 @@ i'm so toasted..bye bye new phone~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say now..so i'll jz leave things be and go on watching honey and clover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>I'll be missing you...</title>
    <published>2008-10-22T13:17:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-22T13:17:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Nevermind me..nevermind you..I'll miss you no matter where and what you are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing a dear friend is never a nice experience...but what has happen, has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciating family and friends..never leaving them unless its for a good reason..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping in touch..never losing faith..it's been nice knowing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara, watashi no kokoro no tomodachi..</content>
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    <title>Active day</title>
    <published>2008-07-24T13:03:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-24T13:03:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Another crazy day in my class. Ehehe managed to bully pn A into leaving us alone so no maths hwk tday ^^..got briefing on bio paper 3 after recess so was reli sleepy throughout the whole thing. Sher was poking my back the whole time hehe..our convo :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sher : *poke,poke* OMG I CAN FEEL YOUR BONES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : heh? got meh? *tried feeling (slightly above butt)* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sher : there..no meat de..spine there still got abit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : got meat la haiyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sher : mine got but yours dun have *dragged yann lin into convo* and we were distracted frm pn C's continuous rumble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we returned to our class to have sej (aihz no semangat adi) until suddenly everyone started going 'high' lol. Made lotsa noises, shouted, shushed (for fear any teac might come in and dump us with naggings), danced, took pictures -courtesy of mich and joy- and etc....then we elected the board directors of 4U Single Club..how I end up getting the title Married, I shall never know -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I left sher with my books and went to canteen for robotic's committee meeting..decided a couple of activities and went for taekwondo. Paired up wit mich &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; lucky not sparring...left at 3+ for kasturi with pearl li and elaine..ate nelson's waffles heehee..am very satisfied..until now...currently confused and annoyed at myself</content>
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    <title>Robotics comp</title>
    <published>2008-07-03T14:39:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-03T14:39:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's been a tiring month..hving the robotic's competition is something i will never do again @@. FINALLY finished the whole thing and landed in 29th position (there's 67 teams)...I also realised that I have lost my chem books...damned</content>
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    <title>First entry ever...</title>
    <published>2008-06-26T13:31:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-26T13:31:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ah...well..first entry...will post more about it next time XD</content>
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