<?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-5827424607944146046</id><updated>2012-01-14T01:07:24.892+08:00</updated><category term='meme'/><category term='LOL moments'/><category term='Nakamura Yuuichi'/><category term='manga'/><category term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category term='movies'/><category term='random'/><category term='cosplay'/><category term='rants'/><category term='Kamiya Hiroshi'/><category term='college'/><category term='alice in wonderland'/><category term='music'/><category term='J-Rock'/><category term='projects'/><category term='Mr. Everything'/><category term='wtfbitch'/><category term='alice nine'/><category term='heart no kuni no alice'/><category term='life'/><category term='report'/><category term='drama cd'/><category term='otome games'/><category term='takuya'/><category term='header change'/><category term='LM.C'/><category term='Ono Daisuke'/><category term='nico singers'/><category term='concert'/><category term='anime'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='Antic Cafe'/><category term='greetings'/><category term='SuG'/><category term='vocaloid'/><category term='Nakai Kazuya'/><category term='Plastic Tree'/><category term='fangirling'/><category term='miyavi'/><category term='trying to be poetic'/><title type='text'>A Post A Day... ~time after time~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>611</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-7371862846662983907</id><published>2012-01-14T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T01:07:24.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greetings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trying to be poetic'/><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>So, I sort of decided to revive this blog again. It's been a long while, isn't it? 2012, here we go. This year too, please take care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012, 今年もよろしくおねがいします。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah by the way, that aside, I've been trying to get into my writing habit lately. I just thought that I should get back to it. And I don't wonder why I got so crappy and rusty. 2 long years without any constant writing! *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's your cheesy line for the day, by the way:&lt;br /&gt;Things that we remember, and things that we left to lay dead, like a butterfly carcass in the corner of our faded, sepia-coloured memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[It's obviously inspired by Migikata no Chou...]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-7371862846662983907?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/7371862846662983907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7371862846662983907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7371862846662983907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-3885455728342781236</id><published>2011-11-04T04:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T05:11:09.319+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>November 11</title><content type='html'>November is one hell of a month. This year is one hell of a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to do, so little time. Things just continuously fly by like nobody's business, and I don't even have the time to catch up to them. Last year we were just talking about my sister's wedding... and now it's happening in less than a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I have an assignment due next Monday. Flash website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, there's AFA, 12-13 November. It's probably a bigger step in my cosplay journey, and I pray to God that I won't screw it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaand, right, just bloody right after AFA, 14th November, is a project submission. I suppose it's considerable lighter since I can consider this project 90% done--it was done a month ago or so, but I still have to make some adjustments and finish up some things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's another submission on the 21st. This one, however, I'm afraid of. There's still so much to do and so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then... my sister's wedding, that I'm sacrificing time and health on too &gt;__&gt; it's happening on the 27th, just right a day after my birthday. I honestly don't know how to feel about it... =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much about it, and just remembering it tires me out... OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: btw, the title is for 11-11-11, the first day of AFA, as well as a character in Darker than Black 8D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-3885455728342781236?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/3885455728342781236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/3885455728342781236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/3885455728342781236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-11.html' title='November 11'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-2660559669369138255</id><published>2011-07-05T15:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T16:07:14.849+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nico singers'/><title type='text'>4:07PM and listening to Dasoku's Ophelia</title><content type='html'>It's a calm day today, there's nothing much to do considering it's a holiday. Shuu is asleep right now, while I couldn't sleep at all and had to watch the house since there was a maid coming to spic and span the house. She just went on her way home now, since there's nothing left for her to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing much for me to do either. I could, of course, finish tracing and drafting all patterns that I'll need soon. Or draw, or paint, or sing, or watch something, or read. There are a lot of things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, I don't think I'm in any condition to draw or paint. After drawing every day back in college... I'm having a slight burn-out. Surely, I'll go back to doing it, of course--can't live without doing it. But right now I just don't have the mental energy to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing? Who are you even kidding? I don't want to pay for breaking the mirrors and windows. Watch something... IDK, I don't feel like loading any videos now. Watched Dasoku's live just now, wondered how come he's not working during a weekday afternoon. Taking a leave, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read? I'm reading... well, manga, but can't blame me for that. I do, however, have a lot other books that I should start reading. And then there's my room, which is a mess as usual. And there's my wigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... then, to say that there's nothing much to do is wrong, isn't it? Yeah. There's a lot for me to do, and yet I chose none of them. I myself don't exactly know why. I just want to lie on my bed, listen to music and drama cds. And admire Dasoku a bit more. I don't know--I still have the obsessions towards my J-Rock boys and Ren and Mi-chan, but Dasoku's rank skyrocketed recently. Must be that Ophelia PV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, decided to revive this dead blog a bit. I've been feeling more than a little talkative lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder how I'll be like as a housewife. Personally I've always looked up to my mom, who's a business woman. But sometimes... I think living a housewife life doesn't seem too bad either. In fact, I dare say it kinda suits me. The whole crafting and house-cleaning things [trust me, I do like cleaning and tidying up things. Just not my room]. And cooking as well as baking [I'm not good at both--at least not yet. I do, however, enjoy them].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* sometimes I wish I have a better camera. I don't even need them to be DSLR, so long as it's better than my old Canon PowerShot. That way, I can... er, satiate my desires to create artworks in a quicker way than drawing them, inking and then colouring them. Not good at both either, but hey, I'm doing it for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I guess I'll end my rambling entry here, and get back to my lazy afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, maybe I should consider turning this blog into a picture diary. Mmmm yeah, certainly have to be considered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-2660559669369138255?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/2660559669369138255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-calm-day-today-theres-nothing-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/2660559669369138255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/2660559669369138255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-calm-day-today-theres-nothing-much.html' title='4:07PM and listening to Dasoku&apos;s Ophelia'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-7560480661133730884</id><published>2011-05-26T06:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T06:46:06.660+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Paradox? Dilemma?</title><content type='html'>To get a job on your own, and spend your income on anything you want that your parents won't usually allow you is great. But on the other hand, thinking about graduating and getting a job... or not getting one, and bills, and rent fees and livelihood fees is mightily scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To life eternally is boring--at one point you just get bored of everything even if new things keep on coming up. But on the other hand, to die is boring too--what will I do if I die? Thinking about death itself is scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get a job on something that you like/love to do is awesome. But thinking about how there's a possibility you'll get bored and start hating what you're doing, that too is scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think about going back to high school, kick back and relax and not have to worry about graduating/failing a module/subject because you know you'll pass anyway [unless you're THAT stupid] is nice. But on the other hand, why would someone want to be back at being forced in doing something you don't like, or get bullied?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To want to fangirl over a male character or a normal guy or a J-Rocker is normal. But then I feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I guess at this point I should just kick back and relax and stop worrying so much. Rilakkuma is my new hero now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-7560480661133730884?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/7560480661133730884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/05/paradox-dilemma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7560480661133730884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7560480661133730884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/05/paradox-dilemma.html' title='Paradox? Dilemma?'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-6198593486215756659</id><published>2011-05-02T02:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T03:15:55.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>what's wrong?</title><content type='html'>I get scared of myself, sometimes. Really scared, may I add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, slowly, I can feel myself getting less and less interested in J-Rock... ...and yet I tried to make myself to not get uninterested completely. So what I did was at least tried to check the bands I'm following even if I'm not checking out new bands. I kept on telling myself... ...this can't be happening, you've been with them and they've been with you for, what, 4 years now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just not funny to quit. Not funny to quit after what they did for me and what I did for them? Was it the Sundown Festival that made me "satisfied"? Is that it? Nah, not really. There are still so many bands I haven't seen live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact it was before Sundown. I was ashamed of myself as a fan because I didn't even remember how Koakuma Sparkling sounded like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And slowly, slowly. I can feel myself watching less anime as well. Slowly abandoning my hope in the charts. Because I just can't be bothered to check any more, not after I know what to expect from the charts--moe and more moe and more moe. Which I personally strongly dislike [for their lack of proper story and plotline] and will never bother to check out. Because like my friend [who is a fan of moe things himself, mind you] said, all new stuffs these days are generally the same repeated old stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I still do read manga. And I still go batshit fucking insanely crazy when Bakuman's out. But I just... can't be bothered to check out anime. I promised myself to follow Bakuman's TV series. To watch Natsume Yuujinchou, Togainu no Chi, Tegami Bachi and several other titles. And yet I didn't. Christmas holidays passed just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even write fanfictions anymore nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anything, the only shred of "otaku"-ness in me is probably left in cosplay and my passion for Drama CDs [like my "little" outburst on people who praised OnoD and HiroC ONLY and ONLY SOLELY for Izaya &amp; Shizuo]. And maybe that little fondness of several certain Vocaloids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't play much games because I don't have consoles here. Nor do I want to go back home because either way I still won't play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know anymore. I know I don't want to completely stray away from these things. 秋, too, told me that I'm more otaku than what I think. And I, too, think that I probably AM more otaku than what I think I am too. Otherwise I won't bother to find all the characters's seiyuu and then fangirl over them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, too, don't read books as much anymore. As much as I have that strong urge over buying a book so that I can read it, as soon as I grab that book, look at the price, read the synopsis and make that decision... "Mmm. Maybe next time." and then I walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same thing happened with lolita clothes. Or figurines. Or even, this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what time did to me? Because I didn't have the time to check them out nowadays due to schoolwork? Or maybe, because I didn't have the time to bother now that I'm always with 秋? Or maybe because I just don't have the time to bother at all anymore. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I... really don't know anymore. It almost feels like I'm slowly losing myself, bit by bit. And yet it feels like I'm still the normal me. It feels like I didn't change at all, like I didn't lose anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time to give up slowly, after all. Or maybe, I should just stay and see what I'll come to like later on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-6198593486215756659?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/6198593486215756659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/05/whats-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/6198593486215756659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/6198593486215756659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/05/whats-wrong.html' title='what&apos;s wrong?'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-5474956741022197614</id><published>2011-05-01T02:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T02:36:16.092+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocaloid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>karakuri burst</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZW-6U5bCyS4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been addicted to this song lately. Can't help it, they're both so awesome ;w;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I like the twins, they tend to be portrayed as badass compared to other Vocaloids. Though, obviously I'll still like KAITO and Gakupo in terms of their design [since I'm not very interested in shota... ^^U] but in here Len still looks badass :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suzunosuke~~ &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-5474956741022197614?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/5474956741022197614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/05/karakuri-burst.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5474956741022197614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5474956741022197614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/05/karakuri-burst.html' title='karakuri burst'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZW-6U5bCyS4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-7225268864420861925</id><published>2011-03-31T02:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T03:03:06.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>letters to nowhere</title><content type='html'>I only have about two things to talk about. I've been really busy recently [just as usual, but with more... er, business] due to my assessment coming in 4 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all... [note that there's a lot of sentences and precious words cut in here]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're not a bad student. You're doing well." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My mom had been wanting me to quit for some time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know. Her being a business person and doesn't like to see you doing arts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She wants me to take fashion this time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fashion? *dialogue cut* well, if that's what really makes you happy, then I'd totally support you. I'd be sad if you leave, but I'd totally support you rather than seeing you unhappy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nah, I decided to not move any more after I moved from fashion during foundation specialism."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well... *more dialogue cut* I'd be sad if you leave, because you're not a bad student at all. A little crazy, but you're a bright young little girl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Chris. I don't know whether or not those are empty words which are said just to make someone feel better. I don't know if those are uplifting words you tell to everyone. Personally though, I don't think you're such a person who will do such thing. Maybe I'm still naive, but Chris, I've always thought that you're an honest, sincere person. Thank you so much. You never fail to make me feel better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the second one... is a letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;秋, did you know how does your page ended up at the thumbnails of my Chrome? It's obviously because I go to your page often, yes. But,　秋, it's mainly because I adore your drawings--regardless of the gender of the subject. 秋, every once in a short while I'll go check your page and look at your drawings. Just to admire them. Yes, they might be anime, they might not be what others consider "real art". But 秋, I still adore them. Being [quoting you here] the person who knows you the best [aside of yourself, 秋, you should know that], I know how equally wonderful your portraits are. I know how equally beautiful your charcoal, or graphite, or any of your sketches or drawings [remember your jellyfish?]. 秋, I don't care much if you can't draw cute things, if you can't draw cartoony stuffs. People have different fields they're better at, remember? And if we're still going to work together for the next two years... well, you can leave that part to me. After all I have Jirou, Pingu and Tomato-man as proofs. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;秋, I just want you to know that I adore your drawings. And I don't want you to stop [I know you won't], just like you don't want me to quit. I don't care if you're drawing girls with big boobs or whatever. It's the description you put there that matters, 秋, not the drawings. Because those drawings, whether or not they make me jealous... I adore them. Probably to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[This too, rather ironically, sorta lowered my self-esteem. You've always known I'd like to be able to draw pretty stuffs instead of cute stuffs ;D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;秋, I don't know if I can write, or can draw. Maybe I can, just that I'm not good at them. I also don't know whether or not you... er, like/admire/adore/think that my drawings/writings are pretty/nice/likable/beautiful. I don't know at all [perhaps you'd like to tell me? :D]. But in here... I shall promise that I'll try my best to not want to quit any more. You know that I don't lie about promises, that I don't make them if I won't fulfill them. 秋, I hope you too will help me to fulfill this promise. I hope that we can continue to work together for the next two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sub&gt;I wish I can make it. I sincerely hope I can.&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-7225268864420861925?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/7225268864420861925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/03/letters-to-nowhere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7225268864420861925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7225268864420861925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/03/letters-to-nowhere.html' title='letters to nowhere'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-1218367946785511454</id><published>2011-03-23T03:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T03:27:31.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>story of my life.</title><content type='html'>Srsly. Gais. Can I, like, turn into Van Gogh the 2nd now and cut my ear NAO NAO NAO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been hurting me like a bitch since 2 days ago [THE LONGEST EVER 2 DAYS OF MY LIFE DHJFGDFG].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I did see the doctor. He even took a look into my ears with that magical... thing. And said that my ears look normal. I returned home from the hospital $70 poorer, and with a plastic bag containing medicines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One contains paracetamol. Wretched thing doesn't help much with my ear pain, and makes me drowsy. I also should take 2 of them at the same time, 3 times a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one is an antibiotic. I should take 1 of them, twice a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other one is... IDK. The plastic bag says it's for the pain and inflammation, but it can only be taken in the morning and after a meal. FML, I DO NOT eat breakfast. Except if I wake up feeling fungry. And said breakfast usually ends as a bread from 7-11, or crab claws from Old Chang Kee, or tsukune from Tori-Q [for you n00bs, it's also chicken balls. Pfsh, funny name for a food].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. What actually happened? I had this ear pain since Monday morning, couldn't hear properly. On top of that I also got a headache, and difficulty breathing. Doctor treating ear pain as a middle-ear infection, but he wasn't too sure about the breathing difficulty. I'm pretty sure what it's about though. I'll need a psychologist for that instead of a doctor. Ooooor, tons of hugs. The worse of all things? I'm having all of them at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, what did I ever do to deserve all this, and right when my assessment's 3 weeks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, and I can't concentrate much on works nowadays. Fuck my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can withstand all this for 3 more weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-1218367946785511454?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/1218367946785511454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/03/story-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1218367946785511454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1218367946785511454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/03/story-of-my-life.html' title='story of my life.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-3295284163398768127</id><published>2011-03-22T01:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T01:48:03.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two: 2</title><content type='html'>Since it's not very obvious, I suppose I might as well reveal it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's gonna be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it won't work without the other one's presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that my entries had turned into either boring monologues, or stupid pseudo-diagetics&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-3295284163398768127?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/3295284163398768127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/03/two-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/3295284163398768127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/3295284163398768127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/03/two-2.html' title='two: 2'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-7741666516625628691</id><published>2011-03-22T01:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T01:38:32.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>two</title><content type='html'>There are two things I currently want badly right now. Of course, there are loads and tons of things that I want, for I am a greedy human. But currently, at the very second I'm typing this with a tired mind and hurting head, I have only two things I want badly right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And obviously being me, those things are obvious and crystal clear. Time after time, after time. Time and time again, through pages and sheets and sketchbooks and entries, the answers are always the same. Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy. It's just difficult because it has to be given by a specific someone. And that someone seem to not notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let me be one of those shitheads with selective hearing for now. I'll slap myself on the right cheek and get back to my feet soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the life before this. Where my entries were more frequent and more cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what happened, so don't ask because I too, have no answer to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: thank you... for at least trying. For showing that you, indeed, care. But I am an egoistic child and therefore I refuse to be recognized that I recognized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: by the way... in case you are reading this, there are more than one way to talk to me. You know all of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-7741666516625628691?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/7741666516625628691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/03/two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7741666516625628691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7741666516625628691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/03/two.html' title='two'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-2744613346994203455</id><published>2011-02-02T03:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T03:17:24.924+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plastic Tree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J-Rock'/><title type='text'>here, hear.</title><content type='html'>So, here, as a change from all the emo posts [trust me, I don't like them myself]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese new year holiday is starting. \o/ dark side of the fact: I STILL HAVE WORKS TO DO. *slams head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got more ideas to design 'em damn robot for class. Dark side of the face: they're rather troublesome to model and draw PLUSSSSS. The damn 3D software to model it [*coughcough maya coughcough*] takes 6gb on a RAM and my laptop won't be good enough for it. *slams fist to floor*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RYUUTAROU RECOVERED \o/ super glad for this because apparently his disease is "incurable, but highly treatable". Had he checked himself up later, it might've gotten worse ;__; dark side of the fact: the VK so-called "curse" is still here. Vidoll broke up. I'm not that sad since I don't listen to them much, but it's still rather heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to Indo tomorrow/today. Not sure how to feel about this. On a side I'm glad I can go back, but on a side I'm also lazy and tired and not really that interested, plus I'm worried about my works. And Indonesia's internet connection can make me fly profanities everywhere [thankfully in my mind].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most emo, upsetting part of this post? Yes, the green and red sights still hasn't gone away. So, uh, kudos to anyone who can actually decode that. I still wanna make myself cry. Again. Every night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-2744613346994203455?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/2744613346994203455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/02/here-hear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/2744613346994203455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/2744613346994203455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/02/here-hear.html' title='here, hear.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-1069490315404351804</id><published>2011-02-01T02:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T02:37:02.180+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plastic Tree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>dear... from xxx</title><content type='html'>I leave messages here and there, in the hopes that you'll see them and respond and realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe, just maybe... you'll understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sub&gt;[Just like this post, see]&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again... not like you'll even see them. Let alone respond or realize or understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sub&gt;What a fool I am.&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note. I'm glad that Ryuutarou recovered [though his disease is incurable ;__;]. Haven't watched any anime lately [blame school for that] and have only read a few mangas [for this too]. I don't even know if I can call myself an otaku anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sights getting greener and redder, btw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-1069490315404351804?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/1069490315404351804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/02/dear-from-xxx.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1069490315404351804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1069490315404351804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/02/dear-from-xxx.html' title='dear... from xxx'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-3451989247700513097</id><published>2011-01-20T04:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T04:37:05.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>slipped out of the grasps</title><content type='html'>Eh. Not like it matters much, no. It does matter to a certain degree, I guess, but not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first place it's always been just you and me, self. Just you, and me. S and S. Always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-3451989247700513097?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/3451989247700513097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/01/slipped-out-of-grasps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/3451989247700513097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/3451989247700513097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/01/slipped-out-of-grasps.html' title='slipped out of the grasps'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-1447356756622482884</id><published>2011-01-15T01:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T01:50:09.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>monologue</title><content type='html'>What the fuck is wrong with you and what the fuck is wrong with us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the fuck do you keep on saying hurtful words, and why the fuck are we hurting each other? Why the fuck are you so hateful and why the fuck are you being so negative? Why the fuck do you slowly, slowly, slowly, slowly, slowly break everything apart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, self. Tell me all about it. I'll listen, I'll be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I don't know man. Every time I remember, it hurts. Every time I'm reminded of it, I get mad. Every time I think about it, tears would just leak out. Every time I see it, I would just choke on thin air, and my breath would hitch. Rinse and repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, what the fuck. Then don't think about it, you said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. That's much easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop being emo, you said? To fuck with being emo. This is a feeling--&lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; feelings-- and telling me that is the same as telling me to stop being human&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look at me," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look at me, don't look at anything else that don't even exist." so what do I do with this tears and darkness then? I don't know what can I do with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my existence, maybe. This is my ferocious love, perhaps. This is the very conversation I'm having with my own self. A monologue and probably even a diagetic. About me, about him, about us, and about &lt;i&gt;us&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the chaos in my very self, staying in my mind and in every fibre of my being as a long, long string of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do, what do I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-1447356756622482884?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/1447356756622482884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/01/monologue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1447356756622482884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1447356756622482884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/01/monologue.html' title='monologue'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-4319638286682802767</id><published>2011-01-13T01:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T01:19:21.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='header change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greetings'/><title type='text'>Hi.</title><content type='html'>I have, ahem, been abandoning this blog, yes. I do realize that. For quite a while too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies. Those are all caused by the lack of things to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And secondly, happy new year. I hope 2011 would be a better year for most, if not all, of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much had happened in the span of 365 days. At least, to me. And this time, I don't really feel like revealing anything here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong--I'm not an optimist. I'm not friendly, nor am I cheerful or kind or nice. I am merely being hopeful [or whimsical, if that floats your boat better], being courteous, and being [or at least trying to be] helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what made me suddenly come back here? I don't know, man. I just felt like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what were you saying? The banner? Yes, yes, I do realize. I've been trying my hands on making more. Alas, I can't get it right for some reasons. I'll do try to make it soon though. Soon enough, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Now I'm hungry and I have to bid a temporary farewell. See you around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-4319638286682802767?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/4319638286682802767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/01/hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/4319638286682802767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/4319638286682802767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2011/01/hi.html' title='Hi.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-4119121656324917692</id><published>2010-12-06T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T01:41:42.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>DBPB</title><content type='html'>Dear self,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just what the fuck is wrong with you?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-4119121656324917692?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/4119121656324917692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/12/dbpb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/4119121656324917692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/4119121656324917692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/12/dbpb.html' title='DBPB'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-4076798738012118565</id><published>2010-12-06T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T01:10:13.176+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Green-eyed monster</title><content type='html'>I do realize I haven't blogged for a long time. I don't have much to talk about recently, everything's pretty much the same--everything is still red and green,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've been reading this blog for quite a long time, I'd assume that you do know that I tend to express what I think about with random phrases and expressions. Anyway, I do hope a certain someone do notice what does "red and green" means, it's quite easy to guess if you know what colours are associated with each of the seven sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't have much, but this is a short passage that I wrote, that still represents the condition of... uhh me in general I guess. Not in the literal sense, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sneakily staying in my heart and pounding loudly&lt;br /&gt;on my ribcage, swimming around in my intestines before raising&lt;br /&gt;and soaring through my gut, burning my lunch and scratching&lt;br /&gt;my throat and finally emerge out of me by ripping out of my chest.&lt;br /&gt;That shadowy green-eyed monster that resides inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;sub&gt;Jealousy.&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-4076798738012118565?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/4076798738012118565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/12/green-eyed-monster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/4076798738012118565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/4076798738012118565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/12/green-eyed-monster.html' title='Green-eyed monster'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-5017007189625472803</id><published>2010-11-26T03:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T03:47:30.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greetings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J-Rock'/><title type='text'>２６日１１月２０１０年</title><content type='html'>It's that date again. This date, last year, everything was so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not THAT different, I guess. The house is still empty as usual. There's nobody beside me on my bed right now either. There's nobody who brought me cake, or threw me a surprise party at 12AM. My Facebook wall is still flooded with birthday wishes, just like last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this year, I have some more people I deem precious. This year, I'm an animation student. This year, the birthday "cake" I bought for myself is a chocolate pudding. This year, I have someone to eat cake together with. This year, I have even more people wishing me a happy birthday. This year, I have KIYOHARU singing Happy Birthday playing on loop. This year, I wish my name is Layla just for a day, just so that I can match with that song. This year, Shuu and Fel and some others are here with me to celebrate. And this is kinda miserable, but this year, this very second, I'm also writing an essay to be submitted tomorrow (26112010) by 10AM-12PM. Uh... ...yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just like last year, I don't look forward to this day much, either. Just like last year, I don't expect anything much, just like last year, I don't really make a wish. Just like last year, I feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why, don't look at me like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, happy birthday, self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;もう２６日１１月だよ。自分へ、誕生日おめでとうね。今、家で、誰かもいないだけど、それは構わないよね。今年もよろしく、今年もがんばりましょう。　　．．．何て。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I actually make a birthday post this year, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to explaining narratives. This post shall continue tomorrow. ...probably.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-5017007189625472803?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/5017007189625472803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5017007189625472803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5017007189625472803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='２６日１１月２０１０年'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-2297939944481389441</id><published>2010-11-12T01:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T01:47:11.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Tired.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I'm just so tired. Tired tired tired tired. Tired of arguing, tired of having to get pissed, tired of getting pissed, tired of getting pissed because someone's pissed, tired of having to say this and that, tired of having to ignore your feelings and laugh like nothing happened anyway, tired of having to sigh all day, tired of having too much of you you you you and you in my mind. And then some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired tired tired tired tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of this, tired of that, tired of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, however, never seem to understand that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just tired. We're starting to take each other for granted, starting to get tired of each other, starting to step on each other's toes. And starting to just get tired with this whole thing. Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neck hurts. My legs are tired. I'm seeing double. My fingers are freezing. My eyes are silently screaming for rest. Tired. I've slept lots. Again and again and again, through the city lights and through the rising sun. Still, I'm tired. But above all, my mind cries, and my heart weeps. My brain begs to rest. Tired. Tired. Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish we could turn back time. I wish we could go back to that time where we're not tired of each other. Where we're not tired of anything. Where we can just laugh with each other. Where we can tell each other how tired we are about something that isn't ourselves, or us, or each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, so, so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;まだ泣きたいわ。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-2297939944481389441?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/2297939944481389441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/11/tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/2297939944481389441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/2297939944481389441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/11/tired.html' title='Tired.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-8256766957923237639</id><published>2010-11-08T15:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T15:29:24.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plastic Tree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SuG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antic Cafe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miyavi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='takuya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LM.C'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alice nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J-Rock'/><title type='text'>rant: unconditional love of a fan</title><content type='html'>So one of my online friends posted this note on Facebook. No links because I'm lazy and in a rush. That note was originally posted by someone else on last.fm, but here's my comeback to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know that my boys look like tired Japanese men without make-up. I know they're not as pretty without their make-ups. I know that a lot of them are underweight and need to eat more. I still love them all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know that my boys are engineered, and you think they sound horrible, and you think they look ridiculous. I don't care--I still love them all the same, and I think my boys sound awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know you think they're lame and stupid and idiotic and dorky. I don't care, I love them all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know you think they look sissy/girly/whatever. I know you think their costumes are overkill. Yes, I know those. I still love them all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, I know that you think I don't have the guts to tell people to listen to them, "because I know that they sound horrible". Thing is, I converted a lot of my friends into their fans. Sorry. I DO have the guts to tell people I love my boys, and I do have the guts to show that love, and I do have the guts to tell people to listen to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And above all, YES, I KNOW that you think I don't have the guts to dress up like them outside my house and walk around the city that way. I do. I've done it a lot of times. Not countless, but a lot. I'm not a punklolita and a cosplayer for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know YOU think I'M stupid because I love them. I don't give a damn, honestly. I'll love who I want to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you're talking about how I don't even buy their CDs--I do. Just not all of them because I'm not rich and I can't afford to spend $100+ every month on CDs. Besides, my country doesn't have HMV and doesn't sell the CDs until I found this one store which sells some of L'Arc~en~Ciel and Miyavi's CDs. And until I moved to Singapore and HMV exists here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even here, HMV doesn't sell a lot of them. I can only get my hands on some of them. That, and if you're talking about online orders, I don't have paypal or credit card because my parents don't allow me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall, however, swear that when I earn my own money, I'd be buying each and every single CDs I can get my hands on. That, and I'll be a punklolita everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you think it's stupid to love someone you don't know personally this much. Maybe you think it's stupid to protect them this much. Whatever. If you need proof, I'll point those out as well. Maybe you think even the title's stupid, whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-8256766957923237639?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/8256766957923237639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/11/rant-unconditional-love-of-fan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/8256766957923237639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/8256766957923237639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/11/rant-unconditional-love-of-fan.html' title='rant: unconditional love of a fan'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-1062823362378716294</id><published>2010-11-05T22:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T02:06:10.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Gentlemen Still Exist</title><content type='html'>So I just got back from school. It was super crowded. Since my school is at Bugis [Green Line], and my current house is at Novena [Red Line], I had to change train lines at City Hall everyday. Nothing usually happened, but this time, I'm assured that gentlemen still exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the green line journey, nothing happened--of course, City Hall is only 1 MRT station away from Bugis and I had Shuu with me since he lives in the Green Line as well. During the red line journey, however, something DID happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, City Hall is around 5 MRT stations away from Novena. Nothing usually happened, but again, something did happen. So the train wasn't that crowded at City Hall, but after passing through Dhoby Ghaut, it slowly gets more crowded... and more... and more. I was glad I got to stand on that corner between the seats and the door, since there's more room for me to move in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TNQb-BMLikI/AAAAAAAAAEk/2MKu96TmLaI/s1600/mrt-interior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TNQb-BMLikI/AAAAAAAAAEk/2MKu96TmLaI/s400/mrt-interior.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536080594230544962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sub&gt;Pic Source &lt;a href="http://www.mangovine.net/site/entry/singapore_mrt_and_uncles_and_aunties/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. If you're the owner of this picture and would like me to take it down, please do tell. Thanks! :D&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it now? That corner right beside the door, between the glass partition thing and the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah. I was glad I got to stand there. ...that is, until this one old man got in from Somerset/Orchard. He stood right in front of me, and kinda cornered me by holding both the handles near me. It was honestly very disturbing since he's getting too close, but I couldn't really say anything--the man was nodding off and seemed like he's super tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He might've been tired, or drunk, or it was on purpose, IDK. But yes, I was getting pissed off. I almost felt like pushing him back because he was just TOO close. And then he got even a bit more closer, and I got pissed, pressed myself against the partition and was obviously unhappy. But this guy obviously didn't see me because he was nodding off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This other guy in white shirt though, who was standing right beside me, DID see me frowning. I didn't expect him to poke the space-invader's [no, not Zim, this has nothing to do with that] arm which kinda woke the space-invader up and made him moved his arm away. Mr. White Shirt then motioned for me to change place with him, which obviously, successfully got me away from Mr. Space-Invader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stupid maybe, I could've screamed or something. But I do think Mr. Space-Invader didn't mean it, he genuinely look tired and was nodding off. But honestly, it WAS disturbing. When I got off at Novena, I poked Mr. White Shirt's arm, said a meek thank you, and got off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morals of this "story":&lt;br /&gt;- Gentlemen still exist. In 21st century, in Singapore. Yes. This is my 2nd gentlemen experience involving trains.&lt;br /&gt;- If you're gonna nod off in the train, keep away from others--you might invade their space unpurposefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post doesn't mean anything. Just that, thank you Mr. White Shirt, whoever you are, and for whatever purpose you saved me for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-1062823362378716294?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/1062823362378716294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/11/gentlemen-still-exist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1062823362378716294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1062823362378716294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/11/gentlemen-still-exist.html' title='Gentlemen Still Exist'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TNQb-BMLikI/AAAAAAAAAEk/2MKu96TmLaI/s72-c/mrt-interior.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-464074080534082073</id><published>2010-10-31T09:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T09:17:35.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>muse</title><content type='html'>But more than someone you just love, I want to be your muse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...seems like that's a bit impossible though ^^U well, I'll stay hoping and wishing, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I realize that I blog more when I'm stressed... ...I HAVE NO IDEA WHY. I SWEAR.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-464074080534082073?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/464074080534082073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/muse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/464074080534082073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/464074080534082073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/muse.html' title='muse'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-114087907861222483</id><published>2010-10-30T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T21:30:42.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>DO NOT DISTURB.</title><content type='html'>One of these days, every time I have a bad day or not in the mood to do anything, I'll go wear one of those "DO NOT DISTURB" tags and hang it around my neck. Just so that nobody will disturb me too much to the point of annoying me and I won't end up saying hurtful things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, back to work now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-114087907861222483?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/114087907861222483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/do-not-disturb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/114087907861222483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/114087907861222483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/do-not-disturb.html' title='DO NOT DISTURB.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-566374163647396976</id><published>2010-10-23T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T01:07:06.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>random update</title><content type='html'>Seems like the spams won't stop :/ I guess for now I'll have to keep on coming back every now and then, banning IPs and deleting messages =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have gone quite rough, recently. I guess I'll just have to cope with it for now. The fact that there are only 3 more weeks left to assessment isn't helping. Like, at all. Everyone's joyful over that fact, but me, I'm getting scared and frustrated and depressed. Almost as if it's chasing me. Maybe it is. ...actually, I'm sure it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been chomping on sweets a lot lately. Add other foods to the list. Dorayaki now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-566374163647396976?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/566374163647396976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/566374163647396976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/566374163647396976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-update.html' title='random update'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-7076958704075504286</id><published>2010-10-20T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T00:50:15.017+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>short rant [skip if you want]</title><content type='html'>Ah,  but in the end I'm just some fucktard who litters chat pages with rants, amirite? Right. Totally. &lt;i&gt;TOTALLY RIGHT, NO?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, I DON'T KNOW, maybe you can try being caring for once and ask whether or not I'm sick or something? &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;                             &lt;span class="actions"&gt;&lt;div&gt;      &lt;a id="status_star_27849905130" class="fav-action non-fav" title="favorite this tweet"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;But like you care about it right? Like you give a damn. If it's her, maybe you'd ask? Maybe you'd care? Maybe you'd get nightmares of her? Maybe you'll come to her house and talk to her? I don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, like you give a damn. Like you care. Like you even know, right? Like you will ever do &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's fine, I'll just shut the fuck up, be the fucktard I am and draw. And I'll try to imagine how much fuck and how many flying dutchmen you do not give.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-7076958704075504286?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/7076958704075504286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/short-rant-skip-if-you-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7076958704075504286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7076958704075504286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/short-rant-skip-if-you-want.html' title='short rant [skip if you want]'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-6668088376490770413</id><published>2010-10-18T03:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T03:59:47.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alice nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocaloid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cosplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miyavi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J-Rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>quick quick update quack quack</title><content type='html'>Yeah, a wtf title, I know. I haven't been blogging for so long :/ things are getting busy again and assessment is just somewhere round the corner. I haven't been feeling too good, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just downloaded a few new J-Rock albums. MIYAVI's "What's My Name" included. Will listen to them and decide whether or not I should buy the CDs. Nevertheless though, I'll still buy some J-Rock CDs, whether it's new or old. I promised myself to do that at least once a month. Bought an alice nine. CD last month, which is also their newest single, currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about not going home for December, since I won't have much to do there, and probably won't be appreciated staying there anyway. Maybe I should just get a part time job or something. Sis will probably be around to work anyway, and therefore there's none of that, "But that's a waste of your rent money!" anymore. Well, I'll see what I can do, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been watching too much anime recently. Too busy and there's not many that I'm interested in. Manga... I still read them regularly, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to find a tailor ASAP for cosplay. Anyone knows of a cheap good tailor in Singapore, please do tell me. I need one or four else my group's costumes won't be done and we'll have to go as Saihate instead of Synchronicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yosh, slacking off done. Going back to work and then sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-6668088376490770413?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/6668088376490770413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/quick-quick-update-quack-quack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/6668088376490770413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/6668088376490770413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/quick-quick-update-quack-quack.html' title='quick quick update quack quack'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-7904688306920159237</id><published>2010-10-12T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T00:53:26.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, first question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW THE FUCK DOES THIS BLOG get fucking spammed so much?! I'm fucking tired or having to continuously going to cbox.ws and banning and deleting the messages, goddamnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside... I haven't been having much sleep last night, and seems like I won't be having much sleep tonight, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like this:&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Presentation on artist [mine is Hayao Miyazaki]. Pushed back to Thursday due to lack of time.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Essay. My only explanation for this is that my tutor told the whole 3 courses to redo our essays. Yes, all 3 freaking courses of us. You do the math yourself. The highest mark out of 3 courses is only 50-something. The tutor wants us to redo the essay, and expects us to get around 70 this time. I have no idea whether or not it's possible, man. I'm trying.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Maya. I'm screwed. I need to do more stuffs with this.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Presentation. I guess I can improve on this later :/ hmm&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Flash pitch proposal. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Not much sleep tonight either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-7904688306920159237?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/7904688306920159237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/okay-first-question-how-fuck-does-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7904688306920159237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7904688306920159237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/okay-first-question-how-fuck-does-this.html' title=''/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-5334538091336875624</id><published>2010-10-10T06:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T06:07:13.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>you know...</title><content type='html'>In case you're reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation: &lt;a href="http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/but-this-is-just-some-incessant.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation 2: had you even tried to make me talk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation 3: I'm just disappointed you don't notice what I mean by that sentence.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;sub&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;sub&gt;In case you STILL don't notice, it means that I think of you too much I start blathering about you all the time.&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate having to use this blog for this kind of thing. Really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-5334538091336875624?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/5334538091336875624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/in-case-youre-reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5334538091336875624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5334538091336875624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/in-case-youre-reading.html' title='you know...'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-5415731572703796971</id><published>2010-10-08T02:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T02:29:15.936+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>a little bit out of my mind</title><content type='html'>But ego and pride are stuffs that are easily damaged and hurt and offended. And both are curses that were bestowed upon mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me, I'm just one of those puny mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it all off, wrath seems to love me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurting each other, again and again, continuously. Hurting because of getting hurt. Getting hurt because of hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah life, please, just stop fucking with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-5415731572703796971?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/5415731572703796971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/little-bit-out-of-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5415731572703796971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5415731572703796971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/little-bit-out-of-my-mind.html' title='a little bit out of my mind'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-5243703122946727943</id><published>2010-10-07T00:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T01:01:29.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>but this is just some incessant rambling.</title><content type='html'>[Now playing: Rolling Girl  -- Shuu]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see... not all people are honest, y'know? Especially liars like a certain someone. They won't be honest. Not when you are expecting something that is completely different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case anyone's going to ask me anything... well. My only answer is that I've been lonely this whole time. &lt;i&gt;This freaking whole time.&lt;/i&gt; Even with friends, mood-tuner, Shuu, and whatnots around. It started not too long ago, but yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious, dull, mundane, boring, emo stuffs aside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAKUMAN ANIME \O/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S FINALLY HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sub&gt;[and I just realized. FAIL OTL.]&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah no, don't mind me. This is just some incessant rambling, after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-5243703122946727943?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/5243703122946727943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/but-this-is-just-some-incessant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5243703122946727943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5243703122946727943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/but-this-is-just-some-incessant.html' title='but this is just some incessant rambling.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-1639972163620739488</id><published>2010-10-06T05:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T06:05:46.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SuG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J-Rock'/><title type='text'>to a certain dear drummer + short updates + trash</title><content type='html'>Looking at Mitsuru's [aka Mitchan] pictures always make me sad and happy at the same time. I'm glad and super happy that Shinpei's [aka Shin-chan] here and I love Shinpei so very much, don't get me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes if I look back at the past... I just have this small tugging wish that Mitchan is still here. I'll look at the pictures and go like, "Ah, look Mitchan, SuG's went so far... they went to Singapore already, y'know. If only you were still here, you could've been a part of it too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, don't get me wrong, I'm super super super glad that Shinpei's here, because I love Shinpei and he's just too adorable to not love. But yup. Mitchan has always been my favourite member out of all the 5 members of SuG. And now that he quit, Shinpei is my favourite member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at Mitchan's pictures makes me feel all sad, happy and nostalgic, somehow. It kinda makes me want to cry, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nee, Mitchan... currently, where are you? What are you doing? Are you gonna come back to the music world? Are you gonna join another band?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, J-Rock stuffs aside... I don't know. Life had been quite bland and quite somber, lately. I feel... hmm. Do I feel lonely or not? I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about ourselves... I'd like to think of myself as a realistic person, really. But then again, that's a bit impossible to ask from me. I'm not so much of a realistic person. Maybe I'm a mixture of both idealistic and realistic person. But above all, I want to be someone who might appear dull at first glance. Or whatever. But point is I want to be someone whose charm will grow stronger and stronger as you know her, who won't fail to surprise you every chance she's got, and who won't stop being interesting or unusual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...then again, that might be a bit impossible for me, huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-1639972163620739488?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/1639972163620739488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/to-certain-dear-drummer-short-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1639972163620739488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1639972163620739488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/to-certain-dear-drummer-short-updates.html' title='to a certain dear drummer + short updates + trash'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-6951895085566176494</id><published>2010-10-04T02:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T02:25:33.650+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LM.C'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plastic Tree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SuG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antic Cafe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J-Rock'/><title type='text'>random post is random</title><content type='html'>I have no idea whether or not my somberness gets worse, but either way I guess I'll have to stop with the depressing posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been addicted to MOONLIGHT-----. by Plastic Tree, recently. They have some of the prettiest lyrics I've ever seen. I guess by now, Shuu is sick over how much I fangirl and talk about them. I have to stop that too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh God, how I wish I could own the remote control to time. Someone, please press pause. Or stop the freaking time from downing so much Redbull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside~ I've seen people who call someone and attach -sama to their names. Example: Shuu with Haruhi-sama, some others with Gackt-sama, some others with Mana-sama. Let me make this clear: I DON'T CALL ANYONE WITH -SAMA! The only person I'll attach -sama to his name is Kiyoharu. Everyone else, I call them with nicknames [examples: Takkun for Takuya (Antic Cafe), Shin-chan for Shinpei (SuG), Maatan for Maya (LM.C) or Masato (SuG), etc].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could've chosen someone else, but I just choose Kiyoharu. I have little to no idea about that, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. What else? Ah right, I have this one unfulfilled silly dream, see. I have no idea why I want it to be fulfilled, but I just want to, I guess. It's kiddish, silly, and petty, but here goes: I want to go to a field of sunflower/hydrangea, and then hold a bouquet of sunflower/hydrangea in the middle of it. I have no idea why. I just want to. I guess it has something to do with my weird perceptions on those flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah~ you read to the end? I guess you're as bored as me, then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-6951895085566176494?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/6951895085566176494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-post-is-random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/6951895085566176494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/6951895085566176494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-post-is-random.html' title='random post is random'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-6154621657509195688</id><published>2010-09-29T01:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T04:05:01.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>orange-coloured somberness</title><content type='html'>It would seem that I had turned a bit somber, lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really would love to think that this is just some usual September blues, but it would seem that it is not possible to think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things had been going out of and into my minds, along with what is supposed to be my consciousness. I keep on biting more than I can chew, and I keep on taking long strides that my legs can hardly reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been an uptight and hurry-myself-up kind of person and that's a part of me, which I believe I cannot change. I was born this way, and grew up this way, and was pretty much taught to be this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep on hurrying myself up, and I myself have no idea why, either. And being the usual, rather pessimistic me, I am quite certain that it's not possible to change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to a certain dearest someone, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;これはお仕舞いかな．．．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-6154621657509195688?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/6154621657509195688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/orange-coloured-somberness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/6154621657509195688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/6154621657509195688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/orange-coloured-somberness.html' title='orange-coloured somberness'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-4555472448146574980</id><published>2010-09-29T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T01:44:18.681+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alice nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greetings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J-Rock'/><title type='text'>dear.</title><content type='html'>It's a bit late. I'm approximately 11, no, 12 days late. But I'd like to think that it's better to be late than nothing at all. You will never see this and I'm sure of it, but happy birthday. Thank you for being a huge part of my life, 虎.　And I'm sorry that I almost forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is nothing, but I'd like to think it's the thought that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks you for saving me, for making me happier--even if it's just a little bit. Thank you for giving me friends and things to talk about. Thank you for giving me things to laugh about, to be excited about, to anticipate, and to watch and to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From today onwards too, I'll keep on supporting you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. Again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-4555472448146574980?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/4555472448146574980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/dear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/4555472448146574980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/4555472448146574980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/dear.html' title='dear.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-7432101547679355496</id><published>2010-09-23T04:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T04:08:39.026+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>time after time again</title><content type='html'>Eh? It's the end of September already?&lt;br /&gt;Eh? It's 22nd already?&lt;br /&gt;Eh? It's Wednesday already?&lt;br /&gt;Eh? Term break's gonna be over soon?&lt;br /&gt;Eh? School's gonna start soon already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time, please, I'm begging you here--please, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;PLEASE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, STOP downing so much Red Bull!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* I've been wanting to make a header change, but I haven't even got the time to. I haven't done my assignments, either. FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, a piece of lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;If you're lost, you can look and you will find me, time after time.&lt;br /&gt;If you fall I will catch I'll be waiting, time after time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a certain someone who probably won't be reading this: congratulations. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-7432101547679355496?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/7432101547679355496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/time-after-time-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7432101547679355496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7432101547679355496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/time-after-time-again.html' title='time after time again'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-93064082623073364</id><published>2010-09-20T01:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T02:04:49.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trying to be poetic'/><title type='text'>how to describe a smell... ...maybe</title><content type='html'>So I was in a conversation with Shuu a while ago [I still am, as I'm typing], and we came to this topic about perfumes [oh God, don't ask how we came to this topic--I myself have no idea].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, and THEN we came to this topic about how to describe smell. I tried my hand on it and thought that it's an interesting topic, so I decided to put it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried describing all my 3 perfumes, IDK about you guys, but this is my interpretation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassis Rose [The Body Shop] is like this cheery lady who's elegant and a bit sensual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Doll [Yves Saint Laurent] is like this girl/lady/female, 17-22 years old. She's feminine but not girly, stubborn but not irritating, sharp but not annoying, sweet but not mushy. I see her as a complicated, cheerful but gentle character. Sharp as in, a bit sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night of Fancy [Anna Sui], on the other hand, is like a girl who's trying to be an adult. Something like, a girl who wears all of the adult stuffs, wears a black dress, lipstick, eyeliners, and kinda rebels again society. She's a bit less subtle than Cassis Rose, but less elegant. A bit less sensual too, but stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XDD that's my... uh, weird perception of my perfumes? Feel free to post your own perceptions on smell! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-93064082623073364?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/93064082623073364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/how-to-describe-smell-maybe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/93064082623073364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/93064082623073364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/how-to-describe-smell-maybe.html' title='how to describe a smell... ...maybe'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-7106039767398299228</id><published>2010-09-18T04:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T04:55:31.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cosplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>short update ahahaha. Dude wtf.</title><content type='html'>The so-called "term break" has started. The first thing I did was to shop with Yao and Shuu. The other thing I did after that was to marathon Gundam 00 Second Season from episode 13. And then tomorrow, if I manage to finish everything, we'll go watch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, halfway through, I thought about cosplaying Sumeragi Lee Noriega or Female Tieria Erde. Them, or Feldt. Shuu at first supported Feldt, to which I said I actually want to cosplay Tieria or Sumeragi more than Feldt. Shuu supported. They are all in my long-ass possible/impossible? cosplay plan list now. He also thought I'd look good as Vanille but since I don't know her character/personality, I'm not sure if I want to cosplay her &lt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those aside. ...I'll admit that I fell asleep a bit halfway through episode 17. I'm... I'M A DISGRACE AS A FAN. ;A;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-7106039767398299228?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/7106039767398299228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/short-update-ahahaha-dude-wtf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7106039767398299228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7106039767398299228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/short-update-ahahaha-dude-wtf.html' title='short update ahahaha. Dude wtf.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-5765391117475966635</id><published>2010-09-15T05:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T05:49:19.943+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>waking up feeling horrible, just as usual</title><content type='html'>How I've been feeling constantly, for the past week AND this week:&lt;br /&gt;Bored and lonely and tired and stressed. But above all, lonely. And we all know how much I hate being lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, even with a mood tuner around. Even with my sister around. Even with friends and whatnots around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing another one of my assignments right now. Will be finishing this and then slack off and go back to work if I really have the mood/energy to. Hopefully I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....I'm still lonely. I guess I haven't changed--I'm still just a rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I like posting vague words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vidoll's "Merry X'Mas 2 U" had been playing on loop today. And I'm not even hoping for Christmas... ...at least, not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite line of the song:&lt;br /&gt;羨ましい二人だなんて、誰もが言うけれど...ソレは嘘だろうね？&lt;br /&gt;[Nobody can say that we're a jealous couple but... ...that's a lie, right?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I modded it though. The "that's a lie, right?" part isn't there in the actual song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-5765391117475966635?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/5765391117475966635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/waking-up-feeling-horrible-just-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5765391117475966635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5765391117475966635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/waking-up-feeling-horrible-just-as.html' title='waking up feeling horrible, just as usual'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-3257865380473755904</id><published>2010-09-15T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T01:13:41.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moar vague posts</title><content type='html'>I'm tired of seeing too much red and green. This feels really silly, y'know? Can you please give me my normal sight back? I honestly much prefer seeing the world in indigo and sepia instead of blazing red and green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, I don't even know if I'm really ready to show the sketchbook pages... those will come off really silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and now I feel even sillier since I know you won't be reading this anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-3257865380473755904?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/3257865380473755904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/moar-vague-posts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/3257865380473755904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/3257865380473755904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/moar-vague-posts.html' title='moar vague posts'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-146044870037412544</id><published>2010-09-14T05:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T05:32:15.790+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>l__eli__ss</title><content type='html'>I hate being lonely. I hate getting lonely. I rather like solitude--quite a lot, actually--but I hate being lonely. I hate being lonely, getting lonely. I hate to make people feel lonely. But above all, I hate loneliness itself. Hate hate hate hate it. [No, not a &lt;a href="http://rogerebert.suntimes.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/19940722/REVIEWS/407220302/1023"&gt;Roger Ebert reference&lt;/a&gt;.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the sly weasel it is, it just suddenly grips you out of nowhere. Almost without any warning. You just sit down somewhere doing your own thing, and then you suddenly feel lonely. It's that kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because you enjoy solitude doesn't mean you feel lonely. You can be surrounded by all of your outgoing, fun friends--all 10 of them, and you can still feel lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes, the point of this post is me ranting about how much I hate getting, being lonely, making others feel lonely, and loneliness itself. Hate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-146044870037412544?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/146044870037412544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/leliss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/146044870037412544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/146044870037412544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/leliss.html' title='l__eli__ss'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-3838441436371963110</id><published>2010-09-13T17:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T17:26:29.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>walking = floating</title><content type='html'>I hate being a girl sometimes. I want to act with logic, not emotions, dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And break? WHAT BREAK? Yes guys, we still have holidays even during our 1-week supposed "term break".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to call it "term break" at all then. Closer to breaking down, even with a mood tuner around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-3838441436371963110?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/3838441436371963110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/walking-floating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/3838441436371963110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/3838441436371963110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/walking-floating.html' title='walking = floating'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-4352937631997054601</id><published>2010-09-12T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T21:05:43.495+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cosplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>What I need right now</title><content type='html'>Is to just crawl under my blanket, sleep without any worries, have a good dream, and wake up without feeling like shit or worrying about my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is to be able to hang around at weekend without having to worry about the assignments or when they're due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is to have a proper meal and sleep and cakes, without having to worry about my perspective/orthographical drawings or such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is to be able to have some free time to draw what I want, to practice my other stuffs, to measure my own body so that I can get my costumes done, to shop and hang around with my sisters and my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I've chosen this path. *shrug* I guess I'll just have to hold on till holidays are here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-4352937631997054601?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/4352937631997054601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-i-need-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/4352937631997054601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/4352937631997054601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-i-need-right-now.html' title='What I need right now'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-8813831150032920657</id><published>2010-09-08T02:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T02:09:27.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>HOLIDAY? WHAT HOLIDAY.</title><content type='html'>Drawings:&lt;br /&gt;Week 4: 4/5 A4, 0/1 A3&lt;br /&gt;Week 5: 0/5 A4, 0/2 A3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essay:&lt;br /&gt;0% [aslkdalsjfaskld]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whiteboard animation:&lt;br /&gt;-+ 60%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head's spinning. I don't know if this is an effect of stress, lack of sleep, the fumes from whiteboard markers, or something else, or maybe ALL of them. I feel like jumping out of the window now, really. *headdesks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-8813831150032920657?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/8813831150032920657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/holiday-what-holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/8813831150032920657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/8813831150032920657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/holiday-what-holiday.html' title='HOLIDAY? WHAT HOLIDAY.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-9139293969907022226</id><published>2010-09-07T00:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T00:08:17.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Life? What Life?</title><content type='html'>What I'm gonna answer the next time someone ask me where do I live:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh? Me? Oh. Ok, take note. Yeah. 1 McNally Street, LASALLE College of the Arts, Block F, Floor 5, Unit 01.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...in case anyone's wondering, it's the animation studio. Yeah dude, us animation students PRACTICALLY LIVE THERE. It's almost like we go home only to bath and sleep =__= the rest of our days are spent in that room working. OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I should've been prepared for this '__' *shrug* it's not THAT bad anyway... But really, it'd be a bliss if my apartment is in Burlington or Bencoolen or somewhere nearer than Novena or Kembangan. That way I can just stay at school till like, 12AM or so to work =__= or maybe I should just live in the school itself *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how life currently is for me, guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just realized I've only blogged 7 times  for August. WTF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-9139293969907022226?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/9139293969907022226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/life-what-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/9139293969907022226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/9139293969907022226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/life-what-life.html' title='Life? What Life?'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-1395666752944019927</id><published>2010-09-04T15:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T16:15:06.513+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cosplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>moar cosplay stuffs</title><content type='html'>Aughhhh I hate it when people can't make up their mind for something important. And I hate it when I've &lt;b&gt;confirmed&lt;/b&gt; something from someone and then that person freaking &lt;b&gt;changed&lt;/b&gt; the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was what happened to our Len.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I asked Sherlin if she really really confirmed that she can't go. Because if she's sure about it, then I'll get a replacement. Then she said yes, she's sure she can't go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing? Well, yesterday Fel messaged me, asking me if Kelly's confirmed to go. To which I said yes and asked why. She said apparently Sherlin can go to AFA, in the end. And if it's possible, we can ask Sherlin. I told her I'll ask if Kelly is willing to do Miku instead. Else Sherlin can be Miku, or nobody cosplays Miku and then Sherlin look for another role, or not cosplay at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harsh, but that's how it goes, no? I've freaking confirmed to Sherlin if she can't go, and she said yes. And I've asked Kelly, Kelly's so excited with practically &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt;, and I'd feel bad to take her out because we're the one who took Kelly's time, we're the one who asked her, she agreed and then I suddenly take her out because, "Our previous Len suddenly can make it, so we have no need for you anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF? If I really do that, I should just jump down the window and not be called anyone's friend anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* =__= that aside, I'm really wondering if we can actually make it to AFA. It's September, the event's on November, and only Len's clothes currently done. The rest? All of us haven't even &lt;i&gt;measured&lt;/i&gt; yet, due to Fel being away, and school taking up most of our time. *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-1395666752944019927?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/1395666752944019927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/moar-cosplay-stuffs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1395666752944019927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1395666752944019927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/moar-cosplay-stuffs.html' title='moar cosplay stuffs'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-2244012395038356363</id><published>2010-09-03T02:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T02:44:21.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocaloid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nico singers'/><title type='text'>oh yay, look, a post.</title><content type='html'>OH HAI GUISE, I'VE DEFINITELY BEEN LIVING UNDER A ROCK THIS WHOLE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez. I have almost no time to update this blog, when it's supposed to be updated at least once per day! T__T *sigh* so much for naming it A Post A Day. OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much that happened to me, other than... college giving me [and other students] crazy amounts of works, college giving more works, college giving even more works, and college giving EVEN more works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well~ there's DEFINITELY something else that actually happened, but I think I'd rather not talk about it here in a public blog. Kenneth knows what happened though 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the n&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; time today, I'm listening to Ura-omote Lovers--the 4 guys version [Ren, Earogeru &lt;sub&gt;[I always mistook his name as Eroageru OTL. Damn you, Nico Nico taggers.]&lt;/sub&gt;, Kettaro, and Fukuwa].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally not my fault. :D kinda trying to get the lyrics right now @__@ not sure if I want to cover it. Which reminds me... I need to re-record my [failed, but Shuu and Donovan likes it and I have no idea why =w=] RAINBOW GIRL. Will probably cover IMITATION BLACK with Fel and Shuu next time. :/ I'd probably have to cover Len's part though--Fel and Shuu's voices are lower than mine so I'd have to cover the voice with the highest pitch. Which would of course be Len's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway. ALL RAPPERS OUT THERE WHO HAVE MANAGED TO STUMBLE UPON THIS POST! &lt;b&gt;I DARE YOU TO BEAT THIS VIDEO&lt;/b&gt;. PS: They are all actually singing solo in their own versions, just that someone combined 4 versions up. Imagine a person rapping/singing that much in a solo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f896Sa1w7XQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f896Sa1w7XQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/5827424607944146046-2244012395038356363?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/2244012395038356363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-yay-look-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/2244012395038356363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/2244012395038356363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-yay-look-post.html' title='oh yay, look, a post.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-173858970818394614</id><published>2010-08-19T21:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T23:39:01.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>Now Playing: 星座の夜--清春</title><content type='html'>So, like what you might or might not know, I'm officially a Level 1 Animation student now. And I should admit that I like this course better than my Foundation course. Not only is it because of the fact that Foundation's projects feel kinda lame '__' [even though some of them are fun too], and I like animation more than those projects, but also due to the new lecturers lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did promise you guys [though I don't even know if anyone's reading this blog at all anymore], that I'd talk about them, so yeah, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we have Wolfgang. Nah, not Mozart. He's the highest-ranking guy in the whole Animation department. Don't really know him and never really see him too much, so I can't really say anything about him other than the fact that he speaks in a really nice British accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we have Chris, who's right below Wolfgang [or at least, that's what I know] also the most famous guy in our whole course. He's so famous he knows a lot of people that he can't remember their names. Not even mine, I guess. *sigh* But anyway. Chris is an extremely hyper guy, chipper and kind of... the S type. Mess with him, and he'll kick your ass. At least, that's what I heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOL Moments:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god. There are too many I can't even remember them that much.&lt;br /&gt;Chris: So when someone ignores you, what do you do to get back her attention? Yes, you slap the bitch. *on my presentation on a group project with Siew lol, will explain later*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris: If someone from communication design [aka comm d, includes graphic designs, ads designs, etc.--he's a comm d BA graduate, but seems to have something against them... ^^U no offense to you comm d students] asks you what a layout is, tell them, "OH YOU LESSER MORTALS. Layout is, y'know, the background and setting and such!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then... our other lecturers. We have Rashid, of whom I had my actual first class with. He teaches us all the theoretical stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOL moments:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *covered face with book* *papers fell from book* OH SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;Rashid: WHERE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sub&gt;There are tons others but I can't really remember. I'm lacking sleep right now.&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we have Wei Qi. He's teaching us Flash. He talks really fast, so I often get lost in the first ten minutes of his class. I can't blame him though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOL Moment:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Qi: *through a microphone* So I brought a mic today so I don't have to raise my voice. I know that this feels retarded, but this is for the good of everyone so... yeah. *talks some more, about 3 lines or so* ...nevermind, this feels really retarded. *puts down mic*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, there's Ee Choo. He's teaching us drawing. He doesn't talk that fast, teaches well, and is a really awesome lecturer. He likes games [though he said that he plays just to see the graphics &amp; story, not so much on the gameplay], and plays a heck lot of games. God of War seems to be his favourite though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOL Moment:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ee Choo: Yeah, I like corrupted country! 'Cuz easier to do things! :D &lt;-- he really had that :D expression while saying this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: YEAH. PIRACY FTW.&lt;br /&gt;Ee Choo: No lah~ there's no such thing as piracy in education! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also our assistant lecturers, Adrian and Janice. Both are awesome, but for some reasons Adrian is the twitchy, expressive kind, while Janice is a bit of an S lol. And Adrian likes to call me darling, I have no idea why o__O and Janice has this really nice white pageboy's cap. I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOL moments&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...Adrian? ;A;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian: *whips around* yes, darling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian: *after a presentation* ...wow, that was performance arts, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *shooting death glares at my comp's maya*&lt;br /&gt;Adrian: What are you doing, darling? *proceeds to help*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I used to keep coins in a Mentos box.&lt;br /&gt;Adrian: ...sooo, does that make the coins smell like Mentos?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, the box smells like coins though.&lt;br /&gt;Adrian: &gt;w&gt; &lt;-- he really had that kinda face lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janice: *shows &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vN83DfmH9Tw"&gt;Alarm animation&lt;/a&gt;* For some reasons, Hillary doesn't like this animation. I have no idea why. He just doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;Hillary: *comes in and watch along* ...you know, every time I watch this, I'll be yawning non-stop. *walked out of the class and away*&lt;br /&gt;Me: ...hmm, I think that's why he doesn't like this animation--cuz it makes him sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Janice: ...yeah, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sub&gt;There are more, but I'm too tired to think of all of them. And I don't talk that much to Janice sooo :/&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaand, my favourite: Hillary. He's a guy. He's expressionless. He says a bunch of funny things without intending them to be funny. He came from Pixar. Stuffs. Oh gawd. I have so many LOL moments involving him that I don't know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hillary: *taking attendance* Shella, Sherly!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yessir!&lt;br /&gt;Hillary: ...Let me guess--that's Sherly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hillary: *comes up to Shuu's and my seats* *sniff sniff* *smells the mint gums Shuu and I were both chewing*&lt;br /&gt;Me: *turned around to look at him*&lt;br /&gt;Hillary: *thrusts his hand*&lt;br /&gt;Me: *gives some of the gum*&lt;br /&gt;Hillary: *goes away, chewing gum happily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hillary~ do you want some gum?&lt;br /&gt;Hillary: *takes the whole bottle* had you taken some?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nah, not yet.&lt;br /&gt;Hillary: Go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Me: *quietly closes bottle and shoves to him*&lt;br /&gt;Hillary: *takes* You're my best student now. *goes away*&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later...&lt;br /&gt;Hillary: *comes back* this isn't sugar-free. I have bad teeth. *returns bottle of gums*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hillary: *animates a bouncing ball in maya* boink... boink... boink...&lt;br /&gt;Me: *giggles quietly* *whispers to Shuu* HE'S SO CUTE. ;w;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *in high-pitched voice* HI HILLARY!!! 8DDD&lt;br /&gt;Hillary: ...*walks over to my friends who were sitting across me*...had she taken her medication?&lt;br /&gt;Me: 8DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there was this project, and I'm teaming up with Shuu [just as planned! 8D]. Our story's about S &amp; M thing [not gonna tell the whole thing here] and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris: Ok, so can you act it out? Slap him.&lt;br /&gt;Me: *pats Shuu's shoulder* Sorry. *SLAP.* [the sound's loud, but I slapped with my fingers so it shouldn't hurt that much]&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else: o__O O__O O.o o.o O.O UWOH. [IDK who said that but there was someone who did]&lt;br /&gt;Hillary: What's this? Why are you guys being so loud?&lt;br /&gt;Adrian: ...she just slapped him for real.&lt;br /&gt;Hillary: ...*stares at Shuu, then points at him*...I know you're enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;Me: *torn between 8D and ;A; SORRY*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-173858970818394614?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/173858970818394614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/08/now-playing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/173858970818394614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/173858970818394614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/08/now-playing.html' title='Now Playing: 星座の夜--清春'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-7799394234588424981</id><published>2010-08-16T16:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T16:16:54.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cosplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>gloomy rainy days</title><content type='html'>I haven't been posting too much, lately. I have nothing much to say... ...and yet I have quite a lot to say. But the things that I can say here are kinda... little--I really prefer to not say what I wanna say in a public blog. It involves several relationships, after all. And yes, plural. Oh dear, life's turning into a TV soap, apparently. Well, in that case, let me blabber more about my college and my cosplay group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First--cosplay group. That is~~ my Synchronicity cosplay group. Out of all of us the UnDies [which was supposed to be of Eclair, Lee, Siew, Fel, Sherlin and me], only 4 of us remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eclair who was supposed to be Miku confirmed her dropping this series, due to the fact that she's a fashion student. And fashion student gets an insane timetable and a crazy amount of work. We haven't found a Miku yet, until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherlin, on the other hand. ...well, she also dropped this series. Apparently AFA 2010 [13-14 November 2010], will be clashing with her IGCSE. Well. That sucks. We lost our Len too, then. And this is one of the worst case scenario. I had my FFFFUUUUUU moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, c'mon. Synchronicity! And Len's dropping! We can't cosplay Synchronicity with just Rin! Especially since Rin and Len are the two main characters in that series. So we basically almost died. Luckily Lee [Gakupo], Siew [KAITO] and Fel [Luka] are confirmed to not drop. I swear I'll kill Lee if he drops. It's hard to find a guy his height, unless the guy wanna wear a 20-cm boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. So I kinda ran around the room, cried and banged on the wall and floors and screamed. ...of course that was a lie. But yes, I kinda panicked. It's kinda near now--3 months left. That really isn't much time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I remembered: Kelly. ;w; earlier on when Min dropped, and we couldn't find someone else [that is, until we decided to take Sherlin in], I thought about asking Kelly. Too bad that she gave a late answer '__' by the time she answered, Sherlin had already agreed. So yes, now that Sherlin dropped out, I asked Kelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. OH KELLY, YOU KNOW ILY &amp;hearts; ;w; she agreed. For now, the only problem is the costume. Apparently Fel has a Synchronicity Len costume, but we're not sure if Kelly can fit in since Fel is rather tall. So we decided to wait until Fel's back to Singapore and then we'll measure everyone [including Lee and Siew and me] and decide if Kelly can fit in. Then after that, Lee, Siew and I will probably tailor our clothes at Siew's mom '__' apparently she's willing to tailor our costumes. Fel might be joining in--I haven't gotten an answer from her yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About college.... well. I guess I'll just talk about that later. For now, I'll go do my 8 drawings &gt;w&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[explanation about title: It's the fact that it rained this morning and I of course loved it. I prefer cloudy days and rainy days compared to the sweltering heat of Singapore, really '__']&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-7799394234588424981?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/7799394234588424981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/08/gloomy-rainy-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7799394234588424981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7799394234588424981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/08/gloomy-rainy-days.html' title='gloomy rainy days'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-6044402791579264077</id><published>2010-08-08T15:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T16:01:31.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>rantings and ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feel free to skip this if you find the first paragraph boring or anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I'm not perfect and will never be. I'm sorry that I'm just a child, with her childish mind and her thoughtless words. I'm sorry that I can't turn into anyone else but me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make mistakes, I say thoughtless things, I'm careless sometimes [or most of the times], and I'm blunt. I'm probably stupid and I'm probably dumb. I'm rather airheaded and clumsy and sometimes I can't read the atmosphere correctly. I'm sorry that I'm so much trouble and burden to most everyone and I talk too much sometimes. I'm sorry that I'm proud and sometimes I hurt people without realizing it. I'm sorry that sometimes I'm too honest and at other times I'm a huge liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I'm rather pathetic and clingy and I'm too much of a rabbit to live alone. I'm sorry that I cry so much and I worry a lot of people in so many ways. I'm sorry that I get lonely too easily sometimes and I'm not independent. I'm sorry that I make people pissed, confused and everything else. I'm sorry if I'm loud and bitchy and mean. I'm sorry that I have so many faults I can't list them down one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do realize all those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you also have to remember that no matter how far I am from being ordinary, I'm just a human being. Through all my frilly skirts, chains and hand cuffs, through all my Lolita clothing and punk clothes. Through my mary-janes and striped socks, I'm just a teenage girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't turn into someone different in a day, and I can't turn into a fully grown mature adult who thinks things through. Perhaps I never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But through everything else, this is just me. Regardless of how I act, mature or not, childish or not, clumsy or not, and everything else, I am just me. I don't expect that everyone will get me, or understand me, or accept me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that I hope is that, please, I can change by myself if I think I need to. Please do not turn me into someone else I'm not, please do not turn me into someone else who isn't "Sherly Liung". Please do not tell me things like this and that. Please do not tell me to change into someone who, even if she has a better personality than me, isn't me. Please, do not tell me that every other teenagers run through this stage--I know that. But regardless of me being a teenager or a child, an adult or not, that is just me. Please, don't make me lose my own self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-6044402791579264077?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/6044402791579264077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/08/rantings-and-ramblings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/6044402791579264077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/6044402791579264077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/08/rantings-and-ramblings.html' title='rantings and ramblings'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-7524173013453400341</id><published>2010-08-05T23:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T00:07:59.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>College college college college college!!!! COLLEGE.</title><content type='html'>So... my Vocaloid cosplay group's Miku just pulled out ^^U Which is~~~ Eclair. Well, that's kinda sorta expected, I guess. After all, she's in the fashion faculty. And LASALLE's fashion faculty is known to give insane timetables and insane workloads. Which is exactly what Eclair has in her hands right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still not a sure thing though. If she somehow somewhat sorta kinda can finish her costume, then she'll join back. But in the meantime, we'll try to look for a Miku replacement OTL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I have little to no sewing skills, I'll tailor MY costume [can be worn as a normal sundress anyway] and keep my role as Rin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Well, that certainly does not mean that &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; won't be busy. Animation is also known as an insane department. For next week alone, we have 9 drawings to finish [just for one subject] and a 20-30-seconds video to shoot tomorrow and submit next week. Note that this is still the first week. Still rather bearable though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I know~ the Communication Designs [that includes Advertising Designs, Graphic Designs and some others that I can't remember] faculty is the most relaxed one, though not that relaxed either. Filming is insane too, I heard [Yao told us].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that case, Shuu, Lee, Yao, Fel and I plan to enjoy our long weekend. Tomorrow [Friday], attending the LASALLE welcome party. Saturday to get all my stuffs from my friends' houses. Sunday to karaoke. Monday... maybe to watch the National Day Parade + the fireworks. No plans for Tuesday. Wednesday-Friday, we'll be having school again OTL. Well, that's 2 days less, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I can crush my dreams/hopes/whatever to take Japanese lessons. Hopefully we can all survive the hellish course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: We equals to Shuu, Eclair, Yao, Karen, Lee and me. Fel too, in her own school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-7524173013453400341?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/7524173013453400341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/08/college-college-college-college-college.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7524173013453400341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7524173013453400341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/08/college-college-college-college-college.html' title='College college college college college!!!! COLLEGE.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-5373334075174571913</id><published>2010-08-04T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T00:18:57.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just to clear up some confusions guys. Yes, there are some K-Pop fans who harassed our J-Rock boys. Yes, there are some K-Pop fans who insulted our J-Rock boys. Yes, there are some non J-Rock fans who indirectly insulted our boys, stalked them, harassed them, and made Takeru angry. And YES, YOU FREAKING BET I'M PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll clear up something: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT ALL K-POP FANS ARE THAT WAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, the fans around my area are super, SUPER EXTREMELY nice. We made something like an agreement that when it's my boys' turn, we can move in front and vice versa. And when we were waiting during LM.C's live, I asked the ones near me, "Hey, do you mind if I move in front?" The girls willingly let us move in front! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even during the grand finale, I managed to get to the first front row just in front of the barricade because those girls were willing to let me move in front. Else, I don't think Chiyu + Takeru + Shinpei + Aiji can see my hand-hearts! [And possibly, others too]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whoever you are girls, if you guys are reading this, thank you so so so SO much. Without you guys, I won't be able to write that live report in details. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Note: this does not mean I'm not angry at those girls anymore. This simply means I prefer to keep the good memories. I'd still like to say this though: FUCK YOU ALL, GO FUCKING BURN IN HELL AND FUCKING DIE. Please do realize that what you're doing is also giving bad names to YOUR fan community--not just ours. That should be easier to take for you right? After all, you harassed our boys badly and ruined OUR faces.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-5373334075174571913?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/5373334075174571913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-to-clear-up-some-confusions-guys.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5373334075174571913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5373334075174571913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-to-clear-up-some-confusions-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-1678164593718222674</id><published>2010-08-03T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T01:04:40.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I truthfully don't want to see your face ever again. For the reasons I can't tell to anyone but Ms. Blood Type AB. I won't even call you with the nickname I gave you. And I'll delete those posts now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People drift in and out of your life. Friends change. People change. Circumstances change. No matter how much you try to prevent them, or how much you detest them. They CAN happen, and they WILL happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when that happens, you have two options:&lt;br /&gt;1.) Try to patch it back up/fix it/whatever again&lt;br /&gt;2.) Give up, get it over with, and move on with your freaking life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when someone obviously is avoiding you, the options apply too. But it would be much much appreciated if you choose option 2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was sad that I had to delete that post because I DID mention Mr. Laidback and Queen Choux there. But I had to do it. Want me to be blunt, and brutally honest? I want to "erase"/"delete"/"uninstall" you from my life. Possibly, forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with this. It's time to move on for me. I could honestly care less about you. I hate not being able to keep my promise to myself. And &lt;i&gt;you're&lt;/i&gt; the one who caused it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;これでおしましさ。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Not the end of this blog, though]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm mean. Yes, I'm a bitch. Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-1678164593718222674?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/1678164593718222674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-truthfully-dont-want-to-see-your-face.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1678164593718222674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1678164593718222674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-truthfully-dont-want-to-see-your-face.html' title=''/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-8017378294809597635</id><published>2010-08-01T02:34:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T23:47:21.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LM.C'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SuG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='report'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J-Rock'/><title type='text'>SUNDOWN FESTIVAL!! [wall of text warning]</title><content type='html'>So today [31 July 2010, Saturday], I attended to Sundown Festival. Of course, me, being a J-Rock fan [and an LM.C &amp; SuG rather hardcore fan], I grabbed the chance to watch my beloved boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OKAY GUYS. From here on, it'll be my report on Sundown Festival, BUT ONLY ON THE J-ROCK BANDS. If you guys aren't here for that, please feel free to leave because you're about to read walls of text. Also, I'm super tired [but still forcing myself to blog], and I'm still fangirly and spazzy because of something that I'll explain later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, informations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sundown Festival 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price of ticket: SGD$118 [plus $3 Sistic Fee, the total is SGD$121]&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Sentosa Resorts World, Universal Studio Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Artists performed: Tenko Japanese Drums, SuG, F.Cuz, Afterschool, LM.C [this is listed according to the order they appeared in the concert].&lt;br /&gt;Genre: J-Rock and K-Pop.&lt;br /&gt;Time: From 08:30PM to approximately 11:00PM&lt;br /&gt;Free-standing &amp; VIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SONG LIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;SuG&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Gr8 Story&lt;br /&gt;2. Koakuma Sparkling&lt;br /&gt;3. 39GalaxyZ [THIS IS SO UNFAIR. ALL THE KOREAN BANDS GOT TO SING 4 SONGS. OR 5. I DON'T KNOW.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;LM.C&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ghost Heart&lt;br /&gt;2. OH MY JULIET&lt;br /&gt;3. Punky Heart&lt;br /&gt;4. Rock the LM.C&lt;br /&gt;5. 88&lt;br /&gt;6. Boys &amp; Girls --&gt; Encore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SKIP THIS PART IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ STUFFS THAT ISN'T ABOUT THE CONCERT. GO TO THE NEXT BOLDED SENTENCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started with me waking up and felt like, "...SUNDOWN FESTIVAL TONIGHT. F YEAH." but also panicky because I'm not prepared. The skirt I'm supposed to be wearing isn't with me due to some reasons, so I had to buy a new one ASAP that afternoon. Had lunch. Checked &lt;a href="http://shattered-tranquility.net/"&gt;S-T.net&lt;/a&gt;. Discovered about Vistlip's accident. Not listening to them [not yet, at least], but still, I can only offer my condolences. Had Fei Fei Wantan Noodle for lunch [it was wonderful, but could use a bit more salt.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out of the house at around~ 1-2PM with sis. Stopped at Orchard MRT. Parted with sis. Went to meet Shuu at ION exit. Went to Iruka's house. Put stuffs and prepared a bit. Headed straight to Bugis, met Millie and bought skirt [SGD$52, off-brand]. Parted with Shuu. Went with Iruka and Millie back to Iruka's house. Prepared there. Headed straight to Universal Studio [details of journey unnecessary]. Waited for 2-3 hours there. Hella hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the gate was opened and DUNDUNDUNDUN~~~ Iruka, Millie and I [along with the other fans] RAN straight to the stage which was quite far away. Nobody cares that we actually aren't allowed to run. Nobody cares about the stares we all get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ACTUAL CONCERT REPORT STARTS HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited in front of that stage for quite a long time. Miraculously, we managed to get through the crowd and get to the front row. Not very front, maybe only around the 3rd-5th row. And then the two hosts finally came. One of them is a female, from Animax, speaks fluent Japanese and English. The other host is a guy, from some radio station, speaks fluent Chinese and Singlish 8DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole concert started with the Tenko Japanese Drums group. They were really awesome, and there were even some really young kids [8-13 year olds?]. Then the hosts came back, repeated the name of the sponsors, and then the models for the fashion show were called out. Of course, in skimpy beach clothing. That, or underwear--I really have no idea. Couldn't care that much, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after THAT, it was time for us VK fans to get crazy. THE FIRST BAND TO GET CALLED OUT WAS SuG!! "WKTK!! KTKR! KITAAAAA---------!!!" totally described my feelings that time. I hang around NND too much, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first song was Gr8 Story. I think it was to be expected, since most of the fans here in Singapore probably know them from Katekyo Hitman Reborn! anime. I managed to get even more in front. I was admittedly &lt;i&gt;REALLY&lt;/i&gt; excited, since Yuji was right in front of me and this is my first concert and first VK concert. I kept on doing my hand-hearts and screaming Shinpei and Yuji and Chiyu's name. Didn't scream for Takeru because too many people screaming his name already [I want to make the other members feel loved, not just Takeru!], and Masato was at the other end of the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was MC time. The hosts didn't come up, and Takeru just talk all by himself. First of all was the introduction. They introduced themselves in Chinese! The introduction started from Takeru, and ended with Shinpei. "Wo shi Takeru!" "Wo shi Masato!" etc. IT WAS EXTREMELY CUTE. I almost died then and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Takeru asked if we know who they are, to which us fans screamed, "SuG!". And then he asked if we know about Visual-Kei, [to which we screamed "Yes!"] and said that Visual-kei is one of Japan's many traditions. Then he said something like he was watching TV last night here in Singapore, and came across Pocket Monster aka Pokemon. It was so cute! &gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ended, and they proceeded to Koakuma Sparkling, which was released a month ago. The crowd was still crazy. And Takeru danced and a lot of us fans actually followed, just like the Japanese fans. It was hella fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last song was 39GalaxyZ, which kinda made me sad and happy at the same time because Mitsuru left, and yet I'm happy because if he didn't leave, I won't be able to know such a wonderful, adorable and cute guy like Shinpei. I'm sure that during one of the songs, Takeru screamed "MOTTO MOTTO!" to us, the screaming crowds who sang along with him. On this song too, all of us danced along with Takeru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the live, all the 5 members seemed to be very active, and very excited lol. Except Shinpei and Masato, Takeru, Yuji and Chiyu moved around the stage. There was even one moment where Takeru was standing just right in front of me. I was kinda disappointed at the fact that Shinpei is a drummer and there won't be much chance to see him standing before me, but that disappointment will soon enough go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also this one moment where we all chanted, "We are SuG!" to Takeru's request. We all chanted "SuG" right before they appeared, and I think Takeru heard us or something! &gt;w&lt; And he said something along the lines of being very happy because we chanted "SuG" and really anticipated them and requested us to chant, "We are SuG!". I can't quite remember clearly, but I think it was right before Koakuma Sparkling starts. That, or before 39GalaxyZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, SuG went down [despite of our "Encore!" screams] and F.Cuz was up. I didn't really bother to concentrate on this, so I'm sorry that I can't report on this ^^U however, I will admit that their members ARE good-looking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it was Afterschool's turn. Didn't bother to concentrate on this either, but I was busy taking pictures of them due to a request from a friend. And apparently, one of the girls had her birthday on the same day [31/07/2010]. She got to celebrate it with a cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I found the bias in this event. It seems that the K-Pop groups got more... uh, "showtime" compare to J-Rock ones. SuG only got to perform 3 songs, but both F.Cuz and Afterschool got to sing 4-5 songs [can't really remember]. And despite the fact that Maya's birthday was JUST a day before that [30/07/2010], he didn't get any cakes. Not even a "Happy birthday" from the hosts. Admittedly, Iruka, Millie and I were mad. We are actually still mad about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS HONESTLY SO UNFAIR. I wish I brought a cake and a candle and a lighter. Even a small cupcake will do. Or even just the candle. I just want Maya to feel loved, that's all. I don't even think about any huge cakes, or see Maya eating a huge cake or something. I JUST WANT MAYA TO FEEL LOVED--THAT'S ALL. &lt;b&gt;Maya-san, if you are reading this, please always remember that we all love you.　まやーさん、いつまでも、私たちはまやーさんがたくさんたくさん大好きです。&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after them was FINALLY LM.C's turn!! Us fans could barely contain our excitement. Plus, we had to wait for about 15 minutes or so for them to come out. The pressure was pretty intense. First of all was one of the support groups--one of the flags holder. And then, DENKI-MAN appeared! It was very exciting! Then the rest of the support groups came out [to which I noticed that the keyboardist is also cute, good-looking and adorable]. After that, the venue was filled with excited screams and shouts, because Aiji and Maya finally appeared! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right away, they started with the show, performing Ghost Heart. Maya was extremely adorable with his quirky dance moves and expressions, and Aiji was as awesome as usual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, came the introductions. But instead of Chinese, they introduced themselves in English! Maya's English was rather surprisingly pretty good. I'll be honest--it was kinda hard to listen due to his Japanese accent, but it was very much understandable! They talked about something, but due to being caught in my own excitement, I can't remember what Maya talked about. ;__; I'm so sorry! I could only remember the part where Maya screamed to the crowd, "WHAT'S UP SINGAPORE?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then they went to perform OH MY JULIET. But before that, Maya screamed to the crowd, "WHERE'S MY JULIET?! WHERE'S MY JULIET!?" to which us all answered back with our excited screams. And then he started singing. In the middle of the song, he bent down and screamed, "JULIEEEEET! JULIEEEET!!" To which we all waved at him and screamed back lol. It was very adorable! Now that I think about it, it would be interesting if I, or we all screamed back, "ROMEOOOO!!" at him. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the chorus part, we all sang along, and Maya screamed, "KIKOENAI ZO!" [I can't hear you!]. And because of that, we sang even louder. I think we managed to shake the whole Universal Studio! :D Nobody cared about sore throats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no pause after OH MY JULIET ended. They simply moved on energetically to the next song, Punky Heart! Maya, still with his quirky, but simple moves, danced along with this song too. He was honestly very adorable and active!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was only a brief pause between Punky Heart and Rock the LM.C. It was when Maya said either, "Who are we?!" or "LM.C!" or "Rock the LM.C!" [can't quite remember this either], that we started chanting, "Rock, rock the LM.C!" It was very exciting. You could feel the love us fans poured, y'know. ♪ And then the music started, and we chanted "Rock, rock the LM.C!" along with Maya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His rapping, live, is just as awesome as his raps in the song! Well, see, I thought that it won't be as awesome because live is obviously very tiring, but it turned out to be just as awesome. Or maybe even more awesome, since we got to see it live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another short talk in between Rock the LM.C and 88, but I can't remember this one clearly either. Maya finally told us that he's going to sing 88 at the end of the talks and started singing. His quirky moves stays. During the "Kuchibiru kami nagare iku sono namida," he wiped one of his eyes, to match with the song lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was finally time for them to go! :( but not before they sing one more song. All of us chanted "Encore!" and they decided to give us one more time. "What do you want?" Maya asked us. There were all sorts of title coming up, and I myself couldn't decide between Maple Leaf and Boys&amp;Girls. However, Maya finally asked one of the girls, put up his microphone to her, and the girl answered, "Boys &amp; Girls".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Aiji's guitar chorus, DENKI-MAN stood right beside him and pointed at Aiji the whole time! And us fans, absorbed in the exciting atmosphere, headbanged along with Aiji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, after that was the grand finale, to which all the performers was called up on stage [along with the models]. It was basically just the hosts talking about something I didn't even pay attention to. If I'm not wrong, it was something about prizes and contests...? I managed to get on the 1st front row, and SuG was just right in front of me. I was busy screaming Shinpei's name, waving at them, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that, the long day was finally over. I went home really, really tired, hungry, with sore arms and legs and throat, but the amount of joy I still keep [and will still be keeping] can't compare to that! :D Overall, I really wish they will come again, hopefully anytime in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little details:&lt;br /&gt;- One of the models brought a watergun because the fashion show was beach-themed/summer-themed.&lt;br /&gt;- She squirted water at us fans.&lt;br /&gt;- Shinpei saw her, thought that it was interesting, and borrowed the gun, and tried to squirt water too. But the gun ran out of water, so Shinpei returned it [VERY adorably, I must note. He kept on bowing to the model while returning. Oh Shin-chan. How I want to glomp you.]&lt;br /&gt;- There were flags at LM.C's turn. Huge, black, with huge LM.C logo on them.&lt;br /&gt;- The girl beside me had Chiyu's name written in huge, bold font on her left arm. Chiyu and Shinpei saw that. And Chiyu was extremely delighted. If only I did that with Shinpei's name too... *sigh* [NEXT TIME! FOR SURE!!]&lt;br /&gt;- Maya and Aiji threw all sorts of stuffs during LM.C's turn. Included: guitar pick, drum sticks, a lot of bottled waters, and a pink beach ball with LM.C's logo on it.&lt;br /&gt;- SuG threw a lot of stuffs too. Drum sticks and picks. I was too far away from where they threw the stuffs. :(&lt;br /&gt;- There was these poppers. One of them was just right in front of Shinpei. When it went off, all of SuG was so surprised lol. And then Shinpei and Chiyu pointed at it and talked about something.&lt;br /&gt;- Will add some more stuffs when I remember them! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Other fangirlings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I put my hand-hearts the whole time when it was LM.C's turn.&lt;br /&gt;- During the "grand finale", which was just the hosts talking and all the artists were called out, SuG stood right in front of me. I managed to get to the first row.&lt;br /&gt;- I kept on putting up my hand-heart and screamed Shinpei's name!&lt;br /&gt;- ...the effort wasn't actually useless. 8D I'm sure enough that Shinpei, Chiyu and Takeru saw my hand-heart! XD Chiyu and Shinpei kept on smiling and waving.&lt;br /&gt;- SHINPEI. HE'S SO ADORABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: IF THERE IS ANY MISTAKES, FEEL FREE TO INFORM ME AND I'LL CORRECT IT. Also feel free to comment. Or fangirl along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-8017378294809597635?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/8017378294809597635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/08/sundown-festival-wall-of-text-warning.html#comment-form' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/8017378294809597635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/8017378294809597635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/08/sundown-festival-wall-of-text-warning.html' title='SUNDOWN FESTIVAL!! [wall of text warning]'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-2523925304337671467</id><published>2010-07-20T02:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T03:09:02.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>wings.</title><content type='html'>It seems that time had been drinking Red Bull excessively. While hating on me, or Shuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again and again, we keep on losing tracks of time, we keep on running out of time, and time keeps on flying mercilessly. Oh, dear, damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I thought 2-3 months would be an extremely long time. Here I thought that it would be too much. Here I thought it would be too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drawing a lot is fun too, but living as a NEET is the most fun, I suppose. '___' *slapped*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't make up my mind. I still partially want to go back, and partially don't. Heh. "I want to go back. I don't wanna go back. I want to understand. I don't want to understand." Again and again, I continue to say the stuffs that convenience me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still hate the power of human adaptation. No matter how much time you spend around your loved ones, it would never be enough. Be it a week, two weeks, three months, a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would someone please press the pause button? I don't even need rewind. I want the time to pause, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....shit, I haven't gotten my ticket yet. Goddamn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-2523925304337671467?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/2523925304337671467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/07/wings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/2523925304337671467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/2523925304337671467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/07/wings.html' title='wings.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-5082844719741508900</id><published>2010-07-15T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:07:06.319+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Random Trivia.</title><content type='html'>Apparently the tongue and the brain recognize "spicy"/"hot" [as in the taste] as pain. Masochist likes experience pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, people who likes spicy food/drinks are masochist...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CMIIW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-5082844719741508900?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/5082844719741508900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-trivia.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5082844719741508900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5082844719741508900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-trivia.html' title='Random Trivia.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-3830620399329708062</id><published>2010-07-11T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T23:50:52.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alice nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nico singers'/><title type='text'>TIME MACHINE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I still want to be together with you a little bit longer, so once more, once again, I turned the hourglass upside down.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original lyrics are taken from alice nine.'s "TIME MACHINE", but I modded it a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've been addicted to "From Y to Y" recently. Ren's version is still my favourite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-3830620399329708062?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/3830620399329708062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-machine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/3830620399329708062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/3830620399329708062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-machine.html' title='TIME MACHINE.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-5774171092631381011</id><published>2010-07-08T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T22:43:45.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plastic Tree'/><title type='text'>Indigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Bluer than indigo, our hearts, hearts, hearts.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Now Playing: Ai Yori Aoku by Plastic Tree]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling blue lately. I have no idea why. Probably it's just &lt;a href=""&gt;my indecisive mind&lt;/a&gt; playing tricks on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm rather curious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;What do you guys comprehend the colour INDIGO as?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me~ hmm. I think indigo is a really pretty, deep colour. It's really pretty and soothing, but at the same time... I also find the colour Indigo to be a really sad colour. I have no idea why lol, I just think so. I also think that the taste of peach is cute and nice, but at the same time, I also find the taste of peach to be a little bit sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me your comprehension of the colour Indigo! \o/ [and the taste of peach, if you guys want]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Takuya [Antic Cafe] in glasses and pageboy's cap = &amp;hearts;. I think I died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you guys decided to give the song a listen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EeGhS-93B_Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EeGhS-93B_Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/5827424607944146046-5774171092631381011?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/5774171092631381011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/07/indigo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5774171092631381011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5774171092631381011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/07/indigo.html' title='Indigo'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-4131123577240599709</id><published>2010-07-08T03:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T03:17:22.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>With empty hands</title><content type='html'>Doesn't it hurt quite a lot when you reach out and yet touch nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it might also be my fault&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-4131123577240599709?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/4131123577240599709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/07/with-empty-hands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/4131123577240599709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/4131123577240599709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/07/with-empty-hands.html' title='With empty hands'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-1584422863372577307</id><published>2010-07-08T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T00:39:00.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><title type='text'>dear a certain someone,</title><content type='html'>I may not have met you. I may not know you in person. I may only know you through stories and name. I may not have talked to you at all. But I've read the words you typed, and I think that the words that flowed from your fingertips are pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However it is, and despite of the ways, I sincerely hope your soul will rest in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-1584422863372577307?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/1584422863372577307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/07/dear-certain-someone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1584422863372577307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1584422863372577307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/07/dear-certain-someone.html' title='dear a certain someone,'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-5036477510851878047</id><published>2010-07-07T02:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T03:28:50.931+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nico singers'/><title type='text'>fangirl rambling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nicovideo.jp/watch/sm8987794"&gt;click for the video on Nico&lt;/a&gt; of Amu and Dasoku playing L4D2. Note: you need an account to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Amu and Dasoku. I think if you guys are the ones playing L4D2, I won't fall asleep even if I didn't sleep last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I fell asleep when Shuu, Yao, Lee and Nick played L4D2, not because I was bored, but because I didn't sleep the night before due to the assessment. And I was extremely tired. And that net cafe was in an arcade, dark and cool. Of course I fell asleep.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even so, I promise you, Amu and Dasoku, I won't ever fall asleep if you guys are playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amu's one heck of a cute guy. All his phrases are so cute I keep giggling and repeating the parts. "O-ong..." "U-oh." "Gomenne, Pokotan." "GOMENNASAI! x6 *bambambambam*" "OH MY GOD!" "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon" "Pirorin!" etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...yes, I'm a fangirl now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amu and Dasoku are just awesome lol. I'm really wondering how does Amu look like in person.... GO APPEAR IN NICODOU LIVE, AMU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-5036477510851878047?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/5036477510851878047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/07/fangirl-rambling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5036477510851878047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5036477510851878047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/07/fangirl-rambling.html' title='fangirl rambling'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-6480330852744767886</id><published>2010-07-05T03:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T23:23:31.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nico singers'/><title type='text'>Nico Singers spam whoo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1NTGZd-OvJo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1NTGZd-OvJo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zdlvZqFjsiE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zdlvZqFjsiE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hWpwAjCniAk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hWpwAjCniAk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nuMg4ngtx3o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nuMg4ngtx3o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....did I just die? ....I think I did. Ren 【蓮】always succeed in killing me. I'm willing to marry him out just for his voice, really. ...no, in all seriousness, I'm willing to marry Ren 【蓮】. Just for his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, guys? If you guys notice, the blog had increased in width. I've tested it in Chrome and Firefox, and none had the lower scrollbar. I don't know about IE though. So now it's... more convenient, I suppose? I had been complaining to nobody in particular about the 600+px width because whenever I put a youtube/nico video the width of the post won't be enough to show the video. The right side of the video will &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; get cut. Guh. Well, anyway now it does. I might or might not change my header soon so yeah. I also need to do my livejournal header and banner so... '__'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the change gave you guys more convenience like what I got ^^U Also, I'm now on my neoromance forum. That's an otome games forum so if you guys [or girls *stares at Vina*] decided to join, drop me a message! 8D [I'm SORA.h! :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you guys are from NeoRomance forum who decided to give my blog a visit... well, welcome! :D please do feel free to drop me a message on the cbox in the sidebar! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-6480330852744767886?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/6480330852744767886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/07/nico-singers-spam-whoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/6480330852744767886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/6480330852744767886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/07/nico-singers-spam-whoo.html' title='Nico Singers spam whoo.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-2371064360376507103</id><published>2010-07-03T17:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T22:22:32.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>make up your freaking mind!</title><content type='html'>Well. It's July 3. IT'S FREAKING JULY 3. OH MY GOD, WHAT AM I GONNA DO. Without us realizing, one month had actually flew by rapidly. Just like that. Whoosh. And it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I thought I won't survive my 2-months holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, how to put it. When I arrived here in Indo, I had a lot of times where I don't want to be here, because of this and that. But now... well, blame it on us humans' power of adaptationssssss *boom* [lolwat]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't want to go back... ...and yet I do want to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELF, WTF. MAKE UP YOUR MIND. *slaps self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to make up my mind about some other stuffs... like [vote pls?] which one I should cosplay on AFA (other than Kagamine Rin):&lt;br /&gt;a.) Celty Sturluson&lt;br /&gt;b.) Orihara Izaya (female ver.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;____; halp? Shuu will be (male, of course) Shinra, and Fel would be either male or female Shizuo, that's why I can't choose! TAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;あ，そうだ。そして，ラップ．．．やはり，なんか．．．ムリだな。あ〜あ，もう．何かはずかしいから、英語　喋んね〜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[As always, I speak broken Japanese! 8D anyone who can comprehend that, feel free to correct it if I'm wrong! ;w; in fact, I'll be so grateful if you do!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-2371064360376507103?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/2371064360376507103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/07/make-up-your-freaking-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/2371064360376507103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/2371064360376507103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/07/make-up-your-freaking-mind.html' title='make up your freaking mind!'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-8314384117961308333</id><published>2010-07-01T22:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T22:38:45.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Go Google It (aka ggrks)</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I don't get why, why, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;WHY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; won't you people just Google your freaking questions first before asking anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google is your best freaking damn friend, go Google your questions first. Google toolbar is just on the top right corner of your Firefox browser, and in the address bar in Chrome. I have no idea about Internet Explorer, go freaking Google it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL, WHAT IF I DON'T HAVE A GOOGLE FREAKING TOOLBAR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you said. WELL, DIPSHIT, TELL YOU WHAT, TYPING "GOOGLE.COM" IN THE ADDRESS BAR IS DEFI-FUCKING-NITELY FASTER. It's much freaking faster than going to your MSN, choose a person from your 100+ contacts list ask him/her if s/he knows the freaking answer, and then ask the next person and then the next until you find the answer. Besides, Google has a more definite answers. If it's something you want to know about downloading, then maybe I can tolerate that. But if it's something like, "Hey, how do you change this blahblahblah." or "Hey, what's the ending to this series?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go freaking Google it. [I was originally going to say, fuck off, but that's not really the point. So yeah, &lt;b&gt;GO. FREAKING. GOOGLE IT.&lt;/b&gt; DIPSHIT.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why some dipshits are so huge of dumbasses they just can't figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons to learn: Not everyone has as much spare time as you do, not everyone is friendly, not everyone is kind, but Google is your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESSIR, GOOGLE IS YOUR BEST FREAKING DAMN FRIEND. It's there for you 24/7, answers almost every single one of your questions, from the common ones to bizarre ones. Go enslave it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no wonder that terms like "Go Google it, dipshit" or "GGRKS" are coined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO FREAKING GOOGLE IT, DIPSHIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-8314384117961308333?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/8314384117961308333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/07/go-google-it-aka-ggrks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/8314384117961308333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/8314384117961308333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/07/go-google-it-aka-ggrks.html' title='Go Google It (aka ggrks)'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-2652337601346949382</id><published>2010-07-01T03:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T04:22:00.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vocaloid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>dreams.</title><content type='html'>Okay, since my internet connection is being a bitch, nicovideo won't load properly to me and I'm really bored, I'll just tell you guys about these 2 certain dreams I had. One was a few months ago and the others was... a week ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, I'm either really wanting a boifurendo or... I don't know. Maybe I like 2D guys a bit too much? o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first dream was a few months ago, I can't really remember when. I think I told you guys about this, but I'll talk about it again, in a more complete description. The dreams was... I became Orihara Izaya's girlfriend .__. I can't really remember the small details now since I didn't note the dream down, but it was kinda hilarious. XD it was actually a bit like a soap drama! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in that dream I was Izaya's girlfriend, and there's this part where I walked with Izaya [he was kinda like encircling one of his arms around my shoulder?] and bumped into my friends. And apparently my friends think that Izaya is &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; good-looking, and were really jealous. But Izaya just laughed, and I was blushing (?!?!?!!!?!) and we just went away. ...with the said friends pointing at Izaya and me and staring jealously. (no, I don't remember the friends at all. I swear, I'm honest.) ...I'm not exactly sure how to feel about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next "scene" was when I... kinda fought with Izaya? I forgot what was the cause but we &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; fight and it was... hilarious lol. Well, it was really, REALLY dramatic, with me crying and shouting and all. Y'know, the soap opera kinda scene. And then after that I kinda went with him to this certain building which... looked a bit deserted. And surprisingly enough Izaya didn't let me go with him, so I went and found this open-air foodcourt thing, which is just in front of a subway station. I was about to go home with the subways, when I met my friends [Nadia and Melissa] in the foodcourt. So we talked and then went home together. ....and then I woke up. WTF. So anti-climatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up feeling really WTF, partially happy and partially *headdesk*. I still don't know what to think of that dream lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other dream is the one that I had recently. This time, I was Kagamine Len's girlfriend! YES, THAT'S RIGHT! KAGAMINE LEN! OTL I'm not sure what to think of this, especially since Len is actually 2-3 years younger than me. In this dream though, he's older, no longer a shota lol. I think he should be around.... ....17 or 18 years old in there? Or maybe even more. Point is he was older and was taller than me in there lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I can remember all of this dream because I actually wrote it down in my notebook lol. So apparently Len and I was in the same boarding house/dormitory/hostel/house kind of thing. But the said place is really huge, it's like this huge high-end apartment, but for students. And apparently I was from college because I was bringing my usual college bag, sketchbook and equipments etc. plus I wasn't wearing seifuku and was instead wearing my t-shirt and jeans. Which signals that I was from college lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since that building was really huge, there's this elevator thing. The walls and floor and even the roof of this elevator was made out of glass. '__' fancy, I know. What's fancier is that instead of an actual elevator, it actually works more like a... subway car? Not only can it move up and down, it can also move right and left! YESSIR, YOU READ IT RIGHT. UP AND DOWN, RIGHT AND LEFT. WHOO. Imaginative and creative, I know. I'm so awesome. In fact, my &lt;i&gt;mind&lt;/i&gt; is so awesome. I have no idea why I think of that stuff, maybe I secretly want such a thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was also inside that elevator, on my way to my own room. However, when the lift was going up, Len walked by the elevator. He was holding a laptop and was watching a video. I can't remember the video, but apparently it was supposed to be a PV [music video/promotional video] of "Ikelenka", which is a song sang by Kagamine Len. And it seemed that I thought that I wanted that video because I like both the video and the song. And since I couldn't find it anywhere else,I thought I HAVE to get it from Len.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as soon as I was in my room, I changed my clothes, put my stuffs away, yadda yadda and then get my laptop and went straight down to Len's room. Now, like I said, the place was so huge that right in front of Len's room, there's this living room thing with a lot of sofas and a coffee table, I think. One of the sofas is green and look a bit like the sofa in JBF. Why I describe just this sofa will be relevant later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I nervously knocked Len's door. Len opened [whether or not he was shirtless, I can't remember. I vaguely remember him shirtless but then again, I'm not so sure] the door and was surprised to find me there. I was surprised finding him so surprised lol. And then nervously, I asked him, "Len-kun, if it's not too much trouble, can I have that PV of Ikelenka you watched just now?" [Yes, I did call him Len-kun, and YES, IN ENGLISH!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Len, looking very nervous and surprised, looked around [checking for people, I think?] and then looked at me, and then looked at his room. ...and then he went into the room and closed the door right in front of my face. I remember that the me in that dream kinda felt sad and rather angry about it lol. I thought that he was being rude and didn't want to see me at all. XD a little while after, Len went out again [I remember feeling relieved and happy at this point lol] with his laptop in his hands. Turned out that he went it to get the laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he handed the laptop to me, pointed me out where the file is stored at and told me I can take whatever I want from there [but I seemed to take only the Ikelenka PV]. So because I was handling 2 laptops at the same time, I sat on the green Just Be Friends sofa and copied the files etc. But since the file was kinda big, it took quite a while to copy the file to my computer. [I have no idea how I did it--USB flashdisk, or that transferring cable thing or what.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Len sat beside me and suddenly said, "Ikelenka, Ikelenka, Ikelenka... what's so good about that song anyway?" [Yes, he did repeat the name of the song 3 times AND YES. IN ENGLISH!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seemed to not know what to say, so I only chuckled nervously and then he laughed [when I woke up, I was like, BASTARD!]. I went back to look at the computer because I was too nervous, but Len continued to stare at me, smiling. I have no idea why at that time. I suppose we talked some more, but I couldn't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the file copying process was done, and I stood up, handed Len his laptop back and was ready to go after I said thanks. That is, until Len grabbed my wrist and stopped me. ....AND THEN ASKED ME OUT ON A DATE ASLDAKSJDASLKJASLKHGDS *faints*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buuuuuttttt! Before I can say anything, or the dream properly end, I woke up. My sister was using the hairdryer and the noise woke me up -____- YAY. MOAR ANTI-CLIMAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus my dream ended. Hmm, I wonder who will I dream of next. KAITO? Gakupo? Shizuo? I don't know. I hope the next dream will be soon lol 8D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-2652337601346949382?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/2652337601346949382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/07/dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/2652337601346949382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/2652337601346949382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/07/dreams.html' title='dreams.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-5423308632197048943</id><published>2010-06-24T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T16:53:15.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>6 Billion.</title><content type='html'>Without us realizing it, each and every single one of us is an elitist. All of us are pretentious, and all of us are posers. All of us are hypocrites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admit it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-5423308632197048943?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/5423308632197048943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/06/6-billion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5423308632197048943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5423308632197048943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/06/6-billion.html' title='6 Billion.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-2126843370062173977</id><published>2010-06-22T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T00:05:22.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>RAAAAAGEEEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sgcafe.com/events/73044-singapore-cosplay-clubs-sug-event-japan-romance-26-27-june-2010-a.html"&gt;http://sgcafe.com/events/73044-singapore-cosplay-clubs-sug-event-japan-romance-26-27-june-2010-a.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK LAH SINGAPORE. WHAT THE FUCK. WHY DO ALL THE EVENTS HAPPEN WHEN I'M NOT THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IS SO FUCKING UNFAIR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I missed Zemotion's Angel Dreams [well, Shuu did go for me, but it's not the same thing as seeing it yourself, right? Anyway, Shuu, thanks!]. And then after that, I missed Starfest AND Streetfest. AND THEN. I'll miss Cosfest too. AND NOW. THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Felli [not Fel as in Iruka, but another Felli] will be going in my stead and I've asked her to get their autographs for me so ;w; I think I'm not raging as much [BUT I STILL WANNA RAGE BECAUSE, FUCK, WHAT THE FUCK, I CAN'T SEE SHINPEI IN PERSON UNTIL JULY 31ST].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you what, Singapore event organizers, this kinda event better happen again or. I don't know what I'll do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, life. So unfair. ....I still feel like screaming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-2126843370062173977?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/2126843370062173977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/06/raaaaageeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/2126843370062173977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/2126843370062173977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/06/raaaaageeee.html' title='RAAAAAGEEEE'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-6346054592103337594</id><published>2010-06-22T03:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T03:55:43.649+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trying to be poetic'/><title type='text'>dreams.</title><content type='html'>Today too, I had a dream. Today too, you were in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, tell me, how many more sleepless nights I have to spent under the starry sky? How many more times should I drown in the memories I have of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much longer will this blur of indigo filter my sight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swirling, swirling, this shade of indigo keeps on tinting my the world I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again and again, you keep on colouring my world with the hues, tints, shades and colours that you see in your world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I won't be able to let go of my memories of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random passage again, yes. I could care less if you think of me as one of those mary-sue writers. But to me, my characters are the figures, beings and humans who are alive in this world called my mind. And the passage above is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's not entirely random. It's one of the thoughts one of my characters had had in mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-6346054592103337594?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/6346054592103337594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/06/dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/6346054592103337594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/6346054592103337594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/06/dreams.html' title='dreams.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-5513194956415714030</id><published>2010-06-19T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T20:54:24.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trying to be poetic'/><title type='text'>好きだ！大好きだ！！</title><content type='html'>"Ai to ka, koi to ka... sore ha kamawanainda! Suki da! Daisuki da!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CMIIW. &lt;s&gt;I'm not sure about "kamawanai" or "kanawanai" o__O&lt;/s&gt; never mind. Kanjidict is a huge help.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Be it love, be it affection... that doesn't matter! I love you! I really love you!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my head, it's a hotblooded line of confession from this one poor guy to this one snippy girl who won't even believe that he loves her. Let alone accepting his love lol. In the end the guy got pissed because the girl said that it's just interest/affection, not love. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, my mind. I myself have no idea what genre it is. So far, though, people said it's either Josei or Seinen but... huh. o__O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-5513194956415714030?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/5513194956415714030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5513194956415714030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5513194956415714030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='好きだ！大好きだ！！'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-1846561626825152104</id><published>2010-06-18T02:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T02:12:09.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just. Be. Friends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yU4VmNPcx-M&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yU4VmNPcx-M&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been listening to this over and over again. Admittedly one of the few rap songs that I actually like. 8D The pretty drawings [done by Yunomi] is a huge plus lol. Also, this is a cover and the original song was sung by Megurine Luka [Vocaloid], and there are tons of other excellent covers. You might want to check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some that I can recommend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halyosy: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CcSWPYKMc9o"&gt;click!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NANAME [ナナメ]: &lt;a href="http://www.nicovideo.jp/watch/sm7692192"&gt;click!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amu: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eQfkiRPeykU"&gt;click!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ren [連]: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=26bQtwkeB5w"&gt;click!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One whole Nico Nico MyList: &lt;a href="http://www.nicovideo.jp/mylist/17687997"&gt;click!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: to see the Nico videos, you have to have an account.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-1846561626825152104?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/1846561626825152104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-be-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1846561626825152104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1846561626825152104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-be-friends.html' title='Just. Be. Friends.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-7837460024680135873</id><published>2010-06-09T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T18:58:42.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plastic Tree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trying to be poetic'/><title type='text'>black umbrella</title><content type='html'>It's like this, I love you so much--but that's it. It's like this, I love you, but nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like this, I love you, but I'm head-over-heels in love with him. It's like this, I love you, but I'm madly in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like this, I love you, but I'm head-over-heels, heart-deep and mind-high in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it? It's that kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[yes, another random title and random entry. Btw, title is taken from one of Plastic Tree's songs, just because I like the title ;D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomness aside, I wonder how would it be like to have a relationship that way. Hmm. Yay, another story to write &lt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomness aside, I want to do a papercraft! D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: 「水色ガールフレンド」  [Mizuiro Girlfriend] by Plastic Tree&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-7837460024680135873?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/7837460024680135873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/06/black-umbrella.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7837460024680135873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7837460024680135873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/06/black-umbrella.html' title='black umbrella'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-4588871369280264241</id><published>2010-06-07T17:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T17:35:24.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trying to be poetic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J-Rock'/><title type='text'>Glassy Sky.</title><content type='html'>Today too, I tell myself, "Today too, I couldn't tell you I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, who do I mean by "you"? Who are you? I have no memories. In fact, I do not even have any slightest idea who are you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, I love you. Won't you tell me your name?" I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in fact, I don't know you at all. And this feeling... it stays here, prickling my heart like thousands of little dull needles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It stays there, not going, not budging, not moving. But it goes nowhere. To no one, to nobody--nowhere. So in fact, where should this feeling go? I hold it too dear to let it go. I'm holding it too dearly to banish it completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aimless, aimless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's just keep it to stay in my heart. Let's just let it prickle my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today too, the glassy sky will cry crystals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Yeah. Random paragraphs. It's actually a part of words that I can't say, so yeah. I really feel that way lol OTL there's this dying urge to tell someone the words I put in quotation marks, but I really have no idea who to tell because I'm not crushing on anyone, and telling my family members/friends those would be awkward. '___' Also guys, choose what to believe and interpret it however you wish to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, some sentences aren't mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Today too, I tell myself, "Today too, I couldn't tell you I love you."&lt;br /&gt;- Actually is from 「君の好きな歌」[Kimi no Suki na Uta/The Song that You Like] by UVERworld. I modified the sentence a bit. The actual sentence says: 「好きだよ」と今日も言えないまま。["Suki dayo," to kyou mo ienai mama]. Which actually means something like: "I love you," today too I can't say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Hello, I love you. Won't you tell me your name?"&lt;br /&gt;- Is actually from "Hello, I Love You." by The Doors. Now, as you guys may [...or may not] know, I don't listen to western songs that much. I first discovered this song because Kiyoharu sang/covered it. So yup. :/ the original is by The Doors, but I like Kiyoharu's version better XD;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Today too, the glassy sky will cry crystals.&lt;br /&gt;- Taken and modified from Plastic Tree's "Makka no Ito". The actual sentence is 「ガラスの空に台風が来てるってさ」[Garasu no Sora ni taifuu ga kiteru tte sa]. Which means, "A typhoon is coming to the glass sky." I then modified that sentence to be what it is now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I don't own those three sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if I &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; have to decide where should this feeling go to... hm :/ I suppose I'd direct it to my J-Rock idols lol. Call me pathetic or whatever--I don't care. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-4588871369280264241?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/4588871369280264241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/06/glassy-sky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/4588871369280264241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/4588871369280264241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/06/glassy-sky.html' title='Glassy Sky.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-8141892404325801148</id><published>2010-06-06T16:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T16:38:41.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maple leaf.</title><content type='html'>Have been listening to both Kiyoharu and Plastic Tree lately~ [yes, I'm late. No need to rub it on my face. Go away.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love both their voices. I still can't believe that Kiyoharu [清春] is 41 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORTY. ONE. YEARS OLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not my fault, see for yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s166.photobucket.com/albums/u94/azalea_nature/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fm326p158rn9-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u94/azalea_nature/fm326p158rn9-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you but IMO, HE LOOKS LIKE HE'S FREAKING 20!!! D': He certainly doesn't look like he's 41-years-old. AT ALL! ;A;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[...okay, I'll admit it--I did edit the image a bit, but that's just brightening it up &lt;__&lt; NOTHING ELSE. I SWEAR.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus he's a fashionable man D': OMFG, I THINK I'M SUFFERING FROM AN OJI-KON. First Gackt, then Ken L'Arc~en~Ciel, and then now, Kiyoharu! But anyway, most of my idols are aged between 24-40 years old ;A; the youngest ones are only Takuya [Antic Cafe] and Hiroto [alice nine.]... well, I don't mind either way. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, that's right. There'll be an event in Singapore on July 31st on Resorts World Sentosa. Eh, not sure whether or not it's a big event, but the ticket costs $121 [T__T!!!] and LM.C and SuG will be performing! :D I had a... uh, call it a "trade" with mom. I traded my birthday party for this concert 8D mom agreed, now all I have to do is just to book the ticket :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-8141892404325801148?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/8141892404325801148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/06/maple-leaf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/8141892404325801148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/8141892404325801148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/06/maple-leaf.html' title='maple leaf.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-1669470856263258877</id><published>2010-05-31T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T20:17:33.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>blagh.</title><content type='html'>Why, you don't like me? :) that's fine, not like I care about what YOU think. I'll say whatever I want to say, think whatever I want to think, feel however I want to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't like me, well, then: FUCK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D there. I'm a crazy old dude again. Happy now, dipshit?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-1669470856263258877?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/1669470856263258877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/blagh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1669470856263258877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1669470856263258877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/blagh.html' title='blagh.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-7885715344427016741</id><published>2010-05-28T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T22:48:24.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trying to be poetic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>ferris wheel days.</title><content type='html'>Day after day after day after day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time after time after time and after some more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many more sleepless nights should I go through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been so happy lately, and I myself have no idea why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-7885715344427016741?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/7885715344427016741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/ferris-wheel-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7885715344427016741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7885715344427016741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/ferris-wheel-days.html' title='ferris wheel days.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-7198281990715433376</id><published>2010-05-27T18:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T18:06:20.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>stop. shut up.</title><content type='html'>You don't even remember such simple thing. You don't even remember this or that, and that I don't eat pears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you still compare me to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh~ so it's true--I'll definitely be compared to her anyway. Well, anyway, just by looking at her, I know I won't be able to get along with her at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, do you have any idea how much I want to cry right now? How much I want to scream and throw a tantrum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you like her that much, why not turn her into your daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got to thank Yoppei this time. If I wasn't listening to him, I'll definitely be crying and screaming and throw a tantrum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't even remember how much I hate being compared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-7198281990715433376?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/7198281990715433376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/stop-shut-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7198281990715433376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/7198281990715433376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/stop-shut-up.html' title='stop. shut up.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-4956518126379657565</id><published>2010-05-25T04:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T04:57:06.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trying to be poetic'/><title type='text'>Tanka.</title><content type='html'>I'm not much into tanka, but I think that this line that I found in a shoujo manga is really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last bus, the two&lt;br /&gt;sleep, surrounded by purple&lt;br /&gt;"getting off lights"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaking my head and just crying&lt;br /&gt;I want to see the sea rather&lt;br /&gt;than the ship, just like a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the line that I love the most:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;抱きたいといえば笑うかはつなつの光に洗われるラムネ玉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I say that I want to&lt;br /&gt;embrace you, will you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;The ramune ball washed in&lt;br /&gt;the light of early summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sub&gt;By the way, for those who don't know, ramune is a lemonade soda thing, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ramune"&gt;here's the wiki page&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-4956518126379657565?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/4956518126379657565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/tanka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/4956518126379657565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/4956518126379657565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/tanka.html' title='Tanka.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-5600254392645163661</id><published>2010-05-25T04:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T04:40:50.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>おかえり！</title><content type='html'>Anytime, everytime, forever, I'll be here. I'll be sitting here and wait. And when you come, I'll be the one to smile--even though I feel like crying, even though tears are threatening, even though I feel like leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the one to smile and say to you, with the sweetest smile I can give out, and with the warmest voice I can manage, "Okaeri!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ずっと、何時までも、永遠に、ココにいる。　と、”お帰り” と言う。ずっと。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-5600254392645163661?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/5600254392645163661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5600254392645163661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5600254392645163661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='おかえり！'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-8159013142158759129</id><published>2010-05-21T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T01:08:07.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>F YEAH LOL</title><content type='html'>So I'm gonna be cosplaying this AFA lol. I'll be a Kagamine Rin, along with my other friends who are also cosplaying Vocaloids. Can't really reveal what yet, but it's gonna be a cracky one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is that we decided on nicknames to use for this project lol. We also decided to change nicknames for every single type of project, like project A with nickname set A, etc. But our real nicknames will still either be our names/nicknames (EX: Sherly aka SORA.H). XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hilarious thing of the funny thing is~ our name for this project is based on underwears lol. So apparently Siew was suggested to crossdress as KAITO, in Miku's clothes, and he said that he'd rather be Len [who crossdress as MEIKO] rather than wearing a pantsu. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for some reasons, because of that, Fel started calling Siew with pantsu, and I call him onii-chan. Then that pantsu nickname upgraded into pantsu-aniki. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we started giving the nicknames to everyone else. Siew gave me "stocking", and "Garter belts" to Eclair. And I gave "socks" to Fel LOL. And Eclair gave Lee "bra". Eclair also gave Min "boxer". XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So from there, the nicknames for our current project were born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing!! 8'D&lt;br /&gt;oPantSiew as KAITO --&gt; opantsu + Siew&lt;br /&gt;Bra'O Lee as Gakupo --&gt; bra + Ah Lee&lt;br /&gt;SORAcking.h as Rin --&gt; stocking + SORA.h&lt;br /&gt;sockiRuka as Luka --&gt; socks + iRuka&lt;br /&gt;GartEclair as Miku --&gt; garter belts + Eclair&lt;br /&gt;BoxeMin as Len --&gt; boxers + Min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8D WE ARE AWESOME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-8159013142158759129?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/8159013142158759129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/f-yeah-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/8159013142158759129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/8159013142158759129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/f-yeah-lol.html' title='F YEAH LOL'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-621440685816897776</id><published>2010-05-19T01:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T01:37:11.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miyavi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J-Rock'/><title type='text'>moar j-rock stuffs.</title><content type='html'>If my pain is your pleasure&lt;br /&gt;then, damn right, I’ll take it&lt;br /&gt;and if we have to separate for both our sake&lt;br /&gt;then I’ll always always keep on praying for you&lt;br /&gt;In those distant happy memories&lt;br /&gt;my memories of you will never fade&lt;br /&gt;and even if destiny won’t allow it,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll always be your Super Hero.&lt;br /&gt;~Superhero, by Miyavi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God. Finally I get to listen to this song. And damn right, I'm nearly crying here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Translation credit to: &lt;a href="http://www.videouncovered.com/lyrics/25682/miyavi/super-hero.html"&gt;videouncovered&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-621440685816897776?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/621440685816897776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/moar-j-rock-stuffs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/621440685816897776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/621440685816897776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/moar-j-rock-stuffs.html' title='moar j-rock stuffs.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-1015900554872025308</id><published>2010-05-18T04:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T04:35:54.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antic Cafe'/><title type='text'>This is another title.</title><content type='html'>An Cafe is on hiatus. I've heard from Kanon, Miku, Teruki and Yuuki, but almost none from Takuya. All I heard was that Teruki mentioned that he went drinking with Takuya, and Takuya had a sleepover at Kanon's place. That's it. Nothing about his jobs and the likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takkun, wherever you are, whatever you're doing, remember that there's this one stupid girl who will forever love you and support you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sub&gt;I sincerely hope they can be active again soon.&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takkun, ganbare! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-1015900554872025308?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/1015900554872025308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-another-title.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1015900554872025308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1015900554872025308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-another-title.html' title='This is another title.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-6537100357980566415</id><published>2010-05-16T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T02:50:17.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>I kinda hate it when people ask me why to things that doesn't really require a reason. Why do you dress that way? Why do you wear such thing? Why do you wanna dye your hair sky blue? Why do you wanna cosplay? Why do you like that guy? Why do you wanna leave there? Why do you like such thing? Why do you play piano? Why do you like Japanese rock music? Why do you like such men? Why do you like arts? Why did you major in arts? Why are you such a spelling nazi? Why do you write a blog? Why do you draw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Why the hell not? Why should there be a why? Why do you need to know? Why do you want to know? Why can't I do it just for the sake of it? Why can't I do it for the fun of it? Why do you feel the need to question my way of dressing? Why can't I do it? Why can't I do the said things? Like him? Like them? Like it? Why don't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just curiousity? Well, then. Again. Why do you need/want to know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I suppose I can only answer it with this: because I am me. Because I am Sherly Liung, and I'm not you. Because I am me, and I'm not anyone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-6537100357980566415?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/6537100357980566415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/6537100357980566415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/6537100357980566415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-8098767511242827412</id><published>2010-05-14T22:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T22:35:45.688+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Pixar Exhibition.</title><content type='html'>Went to Pixar Exhibition with Mel, Nad, Steph, Bi, Nic, Thein and Donna. Yeah, a large group. It was awesome. But.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;KEMBANGAN TO JURONG EAST, AND THEN BACK.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God. I almost died out of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can swear to myself, "Never again!" but who knows that there'll be some more exhibition [hopefully Ghibli or Madhouse--but that's rather impossible so... :/], so I don't dare to swear that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-8098767511242827412?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/8098767511242827412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/pixar-exhibition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/8098767511242827412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/8098767511242827412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/pixar-exhibition.html' title='Pixar Exhibition.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-1202659814752259392</id><published>2010-05-13T10:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T10:48:35.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>this way or that</title><content type='html'>Did you guys realize? I haven't get rid of "being a fashion designer" from my "I Wish..." list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to be an animator too--which is exactly why I added "being an animator" to the said list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I suppose I can't get rid of something I've been dreaming of since I was a primary school student that easily. I still design clothes, up until now. And I still remember how a friend told me that my designs were "pretty good" &lt;sub&gt;and then Nick told her that I was previously a fashion student before moving to animation XD&lt;/sub&gt;. And I won't ever forget how almost everyone likes that waloli piece. I won't ever forget. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designing clothes is precious to me, and I won't forget the joy I had while designing all those clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want to enter h.NAOTO. I still want to be a fashion designer. I still imagine to be a fashion designer. I still dream of having my own label.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong--like I said, I would love to be an animator too. I'd really love to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just to clear out things. Some people apparently think that it was so easy for me to throw away my dreams and move to fashion. Then let me tell you: it's not. The decision I made on moving might appear to be something I decided in 2 seconds. Well, no, it's not. If you know Nick, you should ask Nick about it. He knows for how long I had second thoughts. For how long I've been thinking about it. But of course, I could be the only one who knows exactly how long--because I've been having the thoughts even before I know Nick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had it tough too. At least, for me. It's not easy for me to throw out my dreams and works out the window just like that. But hey, it's my fault and choice, I had to do it this way or the other. I might appear to had it easy, but I really didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, let's just see where the path will go to, yes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-1202659814752259392?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/1202659814752259392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-way-or-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1202659814752259392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1202659814752259392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-way-or-that.html' title='this way or that'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-2437099848798464058</id><published>2010-05-13T03:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T10:16:19.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>just a little statement.</title><content type='html'>Whatever I make, whatever I create might not be good enough. They might not be up to your standards. They might even be downright crap. But despite that, they &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; be something I create, or worse off, inspired by something else. But they &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;always will&lt;/i&gt; be something that I made. Not stolen, not taken from someone else's work, not something I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it won't be all-original. &lt;sub&gt;because, unfortunately, originality is borderline extinct in this world. Admit it.&lt;/sub&gt; I will get inspired by other things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But again, as I said, the works that I did and will continue doing will be something that &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; made, and make. What I work on will never, ever be a rip-off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I had gone insane and ripped off/recreate something, I won't ever claim it as mine. I will say that it's a replica, and it's not something that's originally mine. I will say that it isn't mine, and I don't own it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But above all, I will forever continue to at least try and create something that was from &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; own idea, with &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; own imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, I can swear you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sub&gt;Copyright thieves can go fall into a hole, tumble harshly in that hole while falling, and finally burn in hell.&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-2437099848798464058?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/2437099848798464058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-little-statement.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/2437099848798464058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/2437099848798464058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-little-statement.html' title='just a little statement.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-3783055034993881856</id><published>2010-05-11T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T11:31:34.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>atama ribbons~? ♥</title><content type='html'>I'm still alive, guys. I just don't know what to write here since recently I'm practically lifeless, and out of the things to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C9FEXRuQYDU/S-lzyJxr7LI/AAAAAAAAADs/a5jBRJRx7Vk/s1600/bows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C9FEXRuQYDU/S-lzyJxr7LI/AAAAAAAAADs/a5jBRJRx7Vk/s400/bows.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470030527873150130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ignore my face and the watermark LOL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm one of those cheapskates who like big ribbons headbands, but refuses to pay, like $10+ just for this kinda headband. I could make one anyway, so why buy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made purely from grey satin ribbon &amp;amp; threads. I was bored last night, so I went ahead and made this. Crappy LOL will probably make moar :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're thinking about making one yourself, go ahead and do it. It's so easy that a seamstress with poor skills like me can make it ;w;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Siew saw the picture, and while chatting , he asked me, "Sherly, why did you make atama ribbon? I thought you don't like moe?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XDD Indeed, aniki [he's officially my aniki LOL], I don't like moe. But that's only as a whole. I actually quite like maids [I MEAN, COME ON. RUFFLES &amp;amp; LACES. If I hate maids, I'm definitely going insane!], atama ribbons, and seifuku. But not wholly moe. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-3783055034993881856?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/3783055034993881856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/atama-ribbons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/3783055034993881856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/3783055034993881856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/atama-ribbons.html' title='atama ribbons~? &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C9FEXRuQYDU/S-lzyJxr7LI/AAAAAAAAADs/a5jBRJRx7Vk/s72-c/bows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-4356738322407686347</id><published>2010-05-11T01:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T01:17:42.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>eggs~</title><content type='html'>It finally ended a few days ago. Phew. The lecturer who assessed me [Nadia] said that I passed. Everyone passed but this one guy. :&lt; it's okay, Donovan, you will be able to do it! Fire up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how I could actually finish it, but it's another story how I could actually &lt;i&gt;pass&lt;/i&gt;. I mean, c'mon, I'll admit it: compared to the others, my stuffs are craps. It's done last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now since the lifeless ferris wheel days had started~ I really have no idea what to do. I've been making icons like there's no tomorrow since a few days ago, and I really should go and finish off the requests @__@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, two days ago, I finally managed to cook an egg properly ;w; oh God, I feel so... so... accomplished. You have no idea how much it makes me happy, since I've always been the girl who has a zero-cooking-talent. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-4356738322407686347?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/4356738322407686347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/eggs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/4356738322407686347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/4356738322407686347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/eggs.html' title='eggs~'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-2871882099715326717</id><published>2010-05-08T09:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T11:34:15.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Awesome People are Awesome</title><content type='html'>Ahhh~ this post is a bit late, but yeah. First of all, I apologize about the lateness. Assessment's finally over, and Nadia told me that everyone passed, except this one guy--whom I know about but I'll prefer to not say it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway. While waiting for the time to get our stuffs, I had an extremely fun day with Nick, Kok Siew, Michael Lee, and Song Yao. It's my first time meeting Yao LOL--turned out that he's a films student, so I was like, "No wonder I haven't met you before! OTL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started with me taking the picture of the sky that I posted in Facebook and freaking out because it's already 7 while I'm supposed to get ready at 6:30 and get out of the house at 7:30. ...not to mention that I forgot to give Mel her wake-up call [which, luckily, was unneeded because she woke up by herself ^^U].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepared and get ready and yadda yadda. Reached Bugis MRT at around 8:15 and hurried to school because I have to be out of the basement space by 9:00, not to mention I still need to give Nick his tablecloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached school at around 8:30. Hurriedly arranged my stuffs [which, unfortunately, was right beside Adrianne's, which isn't a good thing. Kebanting gara-gara (Might make my things look lame because) Adrianne's things are too awesome] and went out of the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intended to go with Nad, Mel &amp; Bi, but ended up going with Kok Siew, Lee, Kevin, Nick and Song Yao [with a certain Uranus following us &gt;__&gt;].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is the fun part. We went to Sim Lim to have breakfast, with turned out that Nick is the only one who's hungry and eating. XD The rest of us only had things to drink LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we intended to go to the arcade on Bugis Junction, but when we reach there it's still closed LOLOL [of course, it was only around 9 XD] so we goes round went to McD, ended up with no seats at all LOL, and finally ended up in Burger King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a sundae pie there [YUM NEEDS MOAR]. Yao was hungry so he bought a meal LOL. Also had my first try on barley @__@ it... tasted funny. Talked a lot with Siew and decided that he really lives up to his awesome guy title. SIEW, YOU ARE OFFICIALLY MY SURROGATE BROTHER 8'D *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while on BK, we finally went to the arcade. By this time, Kevin disappeared and I didn't realize it at all OTL failed badly on Drum Mania [again], failed on Time Crisis 4 too [I suck at games. I know], and failed on Bishi Bashi too [YAO WAS AWESOME ON THIS!].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally helped Lee playing his spot-the-difference-game. XD halfway through the game, Yao and Siew came to aid us! XD nearly broke the 50k high score LOL, but then the machine cheats us by suddenly ending our game [am still pissed about this, wtf &lt;__&lt;]. So we moved to another machine, and Nick came to aid us! XD in total we had an army of 5 people LOL though, in the end we still couldn't beat the 50k high score, since &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; machine cheated us by brightening up the contrasts of the pictures, making us nearly half-blind. =__= btw, Yao and Siew are awesome in this 8'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Lee ran out of coins and we were forced to give up ;__; damn machine. So we finally went to have lunch because some of us were nearly half-dead due to starving [plus the damned machines kept giving us pictures of either girls, or foods -__-]. Had an extremely horrible pasta, can't finish it, won't go back there again. Yao was so tired that he fell asleep soon after he finished his meal ^^U so we chatted a while there in the food court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yao finally woke up and I followed the guys to the arcade again, this time for them to play L4D2 XDD I didn't play because there was only 4 slots and anyway I suck and would rather sleep. So I did just that, sit in the computer games section of the arcade beside Nick, watch them play for a while, and... fall asleep :| among the loud sounds of the arcade machines and people yelling for their friends to save them. Woke up around 1 hour later [OH GOD. WOW], turned out that the guys are still playing XD so I watched them some more and finally at around 15:15 we went back to school =w=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played this really simple card game with the guys, with a punishment to the one who loses. XD Ended up laughing too much. Yao had to take a coin from the fountain, Lee had to sit facing his shoes in front of the reception room, Nick had to climb over to the, Yao had to run 10x full speed around the fountain, Siew had to dance Bad Romance on the 2nd floor, Yao had to sit with a group of my female friends and talk to them for a while LOL, Siew had to sing, Siew had to do a carameldanssen in the lift, Yao had to dance Suju's Sorry Sorry on the second floor. And tons more that I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering my horrible luck, it's a miracle how I didn't lose at all :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we took our things and went home. I had dinner with Nick, went home and instantly collapsed. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, the report on my assessment day's over ;w; I shall write something else later. For now, I'm frickin' hungry and I need food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-2871882099715326717?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/2871882099715326717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/awesome-people-are-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/2871882099715326717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/2871882099715326717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/awesome-people-are-awesome.html' title='Awesome People are Awesome'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-6526384063371584473</id><published>2010-05-06T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T23:14:11.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>lolwat</title><content type='html'>Today had been pretty busy. Well, considering that tomorrow is my assessment day, it's not much of a big surprise. I woke up pretty late, while wondering around just why the hell did I dream of being Orihara Izaya's girlfriend LOL. Funnily enough, the dream is like a romance dorama LOL, complete with the friends-hooting-at-the-sight-of-me-and-Izaya-cuddling scene XD, the argument scene, crying and all the stuffs you can find in a dorama. I woke up feeling half-happy and half-WTF XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, the rest of the day was spent on heading out to Plaza Singapura at 7PM, getting cloths for Nick and me to use as tablecloths tomorrow, heading to DAISO to buy plastic covers for my sketchbook, and eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also~~ while on DAISO, I bought a black headband, for me to turn into a Magnet headband later on :3 yeah, I'm finally going to execute my plan LOL. Now all I need is my black dress and blonde wig. :3 ...and blue contacts XD;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all in all, do wish me luck for tomorrow's assessment. :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-6526384063371584473?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/6526384063371584473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/lolwat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/6526384063371584473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/6526384063371584473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/lolwat.html' title='lolwat'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-1758992155208706555</id><published>2010-05-05T03:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T04:28:58.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>worry, worry.</title><content type='html'>Worry. Worry, worry, worry worry worry worry worry worry. Worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, life is great. It's awesome. It's fun. And holiday is coming near. But at the same time, it also feels like I'm running on ice, in a pair of 4-inch stilettos, and falling would really hurt. I have too much to lose. I have too many to not disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is one case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another case of worry is... should I go there? I should, right? I do miss them after all. But that picture... had their gotten close? I know that nobody will ever be me, but what if a replacement was found? What if someone fits the role better? Maybe even &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt; would not remember me. It's been a long time, after all. But he will definitely remember that person. Because that person had been frequenting that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, slowly, losing things. One by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that I talk in a vague way, again. I don't mind--in fact, I rather like it. I also like repeating words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-1758992155208706555?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/1758992155208706555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/worry-worry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1758992155208706555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/1758992155208706555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/worry-worry.html' title='worry, worry.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-5130611918706552540</id><published>2010-05-05T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T00:31:00.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidbits of thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>waiting.</title><content type='html'>I don't quite get why do some people hate waiting that much. Well, sometimes when I wait for too long [which, in my standard, more than 1 hour and 30 minutes], I hate it too, but most of the time, I quite like waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, come on. It's the best time to get inspirations and ideas. When you wait without anything to do but listening to your iPod, you start to space out, or observe. When you space out, you think of things--normal things, abnormal things, special things, insane things, crazy things, which might end up as ideas. When you observe, you get ideas too--you look, you observe, you think. You could also daydream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people ask me how did I get so many ideas, both for my artworks and writings. I have a simple answer: my daily life. I space out a lot, I daydream a lot, I observe a lot. In the MRT train/subways, on my way to school, during lunch, and sometimes during boring lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. TL;DR: I like waiting. Unless it's more than 1 hour and 30 minutes. It helps me find ideas. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-5130611918706552540?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/5130611918706552540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5130611918706552540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5130611918706552540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/waiting.html' title='waiting.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-8580605925673561894</id><published>2010-05-04T21:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T19:04:57.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>3 months is a long time, after all.</title><content type='html'>Just a note/reminder to self. Will be edited when there are things to add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do:&lt;br /&gt;- Pick up piano again&lt;br /&gt;- Pick up Japanese again&lt;br /&gt;- Take a sewing lesson&lt;br /&gt;- Tailor your costumes for: Saitou Hajime, Kagamine Rin&lt;br /&gt;- Buy wigs for the cosplays&lt;br /&gt;- Tailor your 2-3 designs&lt;br /&gt;- Take a lesson on electric guitar&lt;br /&gt;- Learn adobe flash&lt;br /&gt;- Listen to all the drama CDs&lt;br /&gt;- Watch all the movies&lt;br /&gt;- Learn more watercolour&lt;br /&gt;- Do more still life drawings&lt;br /&gt;- Do character sheet for Kaoru and Sora, note that Kaoru still lacks of a cool last name&lt;br /&gt;- Start on new novel project&lt;br /&gt;- Buy clothes&lt;br /&gt;- Design more clothes&lt;br /&gt;- Vocaloid Fashion Book [set up a minimum limit per day]&lt;br /&gt;- Save up for Ducan&lt;br /&gt;- Play SutaSuka and other otome games&lt;br /&gt;- Finish the requests&lt;br /&gt;- Draw MOAR, while you can! ;A;&lt;br /&gt;- Write MOAR, while you can! ;A;&lt;br /&gt;- Finish Tales of the Abyss&lt;br /&gt;- Plan more cosplays!&lt;br /&gt;- Create the accessories you've been planning to do&lt;br /&gt;- Saitou Hajime's katana&lt;br /&gt;- Buy more knee-high socks&lt;br /&gt;- Start on a new book project&lt;br /&gt;- Do things for convention [just in case]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To eat:&lt;br /&gt;- Otak-otak&lt;br /&gt;- CPK&lt;br /&gt;- Cakes&lt;br /&gt;- Otak-otak batagor&lt;br /&gt;- Mom's cooking OTL [especially jamur tumis, brokoli saus tiram, semur]&lt;br /&gt;- Cakes&lt;br /&gt;- J.Co donuts&lt;br /&gt;- Pudding/jellies&lt;br /&gt;- Cakes&lt;br /&gt;- Mangoes&lt;br /&gt;- Jambu&lt;br /&gt;- ...did I mention cakes?&lt;br /&gt;- Salak&lt;br /&gt;- Soba&lt;br /&gt;- CAKES!!&lt;br /&gt;- Pancakes&lt;br /&gt;- Waffles [PSH. THIS IS ALL KAMIYA HIROSHI'S FAULT!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosplay plans [depends on budget]:&lt;br /&gt;- Kagamine Rin [Vocaloid]&lt;br /&gt;- Saitou Hajime [Hakuouki]&lt;br /&gt;- Yukimura Chizuru--geisha version [Hakuouki]&lt;br /&gt;- Tsukiko [Starry Sky]&lt;br /&gt;- Sonohara Anri [Durarara!!] -- still unsure&lt;br /&gt;- Harima Mika [Durarara!!] -- still unsure&lt;br /&gt;- Fem!!Izaya [Durarara!!]&lt;br /&gt;- Fem!!Shizuo [Durarara!!]&lt;br /&gt;- Kinose Azusa [Starry Sky]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-8580605925673561894?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/8580605925673561894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/3-months-is-long-time-after-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/8580605925673561894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/8580605925673561894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/3-months-is-long-time-after-all.html' title='3 months is a long time, after all.'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-2462932697480410635</id><published>2010-05-02T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T00:56:04.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>small update</title><content type='html'>So yesterday [May 01, 2010] I had my first Mission with the Mission: Singapore guys... ...and girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hella fun. I'd definitely turn up for more mission whenever I come. Met new people too, though I also met this... one... certain creepy guy who seems to love stalking me. ;__; he's still creeping me out. I'd hate it if I have to pull off the fake-boyfriend trick. It's too troublesome to go through. Though, aside of that certain guy, the others are just plain fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, my assessment will be on Friday. I'm pretty nervous, but other than that, things are okay. Wish me luck :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-2462932697480410635?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/2462932697480410635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/small-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/2462932697480410635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/2462932697480410635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/small-update.html' title='small update'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-225087814271015751</id><published>2010-05-01T08:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T08:46:40.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>waking up early</title><content type='html'>If there's one thing that you need, and you &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; to know about me, it's this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a creature of the night. I do not like the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I do not enjoy walking under the sun in a scorching hot weather. I prefer rains. I prefer cloudy days. I prefer winter and autumn over spring and summer. I'm a gloomy person by nature, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not like waking up early [though I do like some of the pros, I mostly dislike waking up early]. You do not--I repeat, you do &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; expect me to wake up earlier than 11 on weekends or holidays. Unless there are important events like Christmas or the likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love waking up late. I love staying up late. I do not enjoy having to wake up at 8 or 9AM on weekends just to do something silly like sports or the likes. I'd ditch any unimportant meeting [like meeting with friends/acquaintances/classmates/schoolmates] for more sleeping time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I detest waking up too early on weekends with all my heart and soul, with every fiber of my being and with the whole raging passion I could muster in my whole self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm egoistic yes. I'm lazy. I don't care what you think about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point: you do not expect me to wake up early on weekends for more than 3 weekends in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a flying dutchman if you're trying to wake up early on weekends and you need my help. You came to a wrong person, and I honestly don't give a damn. I also honestly don't give a damn if I sound snobbish/annoying/harsh/rude in this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have told each and every single one person who is going to make an &lt;i&gt;unimportant&lt;/i&gt; meeting/appointment with me &lt;sub&gt;[meaning that it's either you're not important enough for me to consider that meeting important, or there are no official things that I'll need for school/college/immigration/the likes involved in the meeting/appointment]&lt;/sub&gt; that I do &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; waking up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still consider 11&lt;b&gt;AM&lt;/b&gt; early. And anything between 5AM-11AM early. I do not care if, by your standards, 10AM/11AM is late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I'm pissed. There's another reason why I called off the meeting I mentioned in the previous post: I FREAKING DETEST WAKING UP EARLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else was talked about, which I really prefer to not say here, but the conclusion is: unless someone do something about the meeting time [which usually ranges from 10-11AM], I won't attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's not for college/work, I would not and will not wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the attention. Have a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-225087814271015751?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/225087814271015751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/waking-up-early.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/225087814271015751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/225087814271015751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/waking-up-early.html' title='waking up early'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-4642318949042507443</id><published>2010-05-01T05:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T05:37:50.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>Pink Haired Anime Heroines</title><content type='html'>Just a response to Vina-senpai's post :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chibi Usagi from Sailormoon&lt;br /&gt;- That girl from To Love Ru [forgot her name LOL]&lt;br /&gt;- Simca from Air Gear&lt;br /&gt;- Sumeragi Kururu from Air Gear&lt;br /&gt;- Amu from Shugo Chara&lt;br /&gt;- Lacus Clyne from Gundam SEED and Gundam SEED Destiny&lt;br /&gt;- Meer Campbell from Gundam SEED Destiny [she's technically a... copy of Lacus. Not an exact copy, just someone who really looks like Lacus]&lt;br /&gt;- Feldt Grace from Gundam 00 [she's more to a bubble gum bright pink though]&lt;br /&gt;- That girl from Tokyo Mew Mew [Forgot her name too LOL]&lt;br /&gt;- That girl from Hayate no Gotoku [I don't even watch/read this series XD;;]&lt;br /&gt;- Mizunashi Akari from Aria&lt;br /&gt;- Lightning from FFXIII has pink hair too~ :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course:&lt;br /&gt;- Megurine Luka, other versions XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't mind crossplaying, you could always pull off a Marluxia [Kingdom Hearts] crossplay! XD *slapped*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-4642318949042507443?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/4642318949042507443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/pink-haired-anime-heroines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/4642318949042507443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/4642318949042507443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/pink-haired-anime-heroines.html' title='Pink Haired Anime Heroines'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-3950869162161902980</id><published>2010-05-01T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T01:50:22.198+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr. Everything'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Guilt Guilt Guilt</title><content type='html'>Oh God. How I feel guilty. How I feel freaking guilty. I always hate canceling appointments, especially if it's last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to call off an... appointment with some friends. It was just hanging around at Starbucks chatting, but I &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; agreed to come anyway, so canceling it really makes me feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...well, sure enough, I did tell them that I might or might not be able to come. But I still feel guilty because I gave a "maybe".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really don't want to miss my first mission on M:SG, since I had skipped the previous missions due to my disability to come. And now that I can actually attend the mission, I don't want to miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, there are chances that I could probably go with Mr. Everything. It's still another case of "maybe", as I'm not really sure that he'll really go or not, but there are chances, and if he really will go... well. I'd probably go with him. [Yet another case of "maybe"].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just shows how pathetic I am, huh? I really will ditch anything [but classes and my family] for Mr. Everything. Really. *slaps self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't think I'd feel &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; disappointed if he didn't come in the end. I still get to attend my first mission and that's good enough for me... ...I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, there are some certain other reasons which throws me out of the gathering mood. ...which I'd rather not say here. Plus, I'm sleeping late, and I won't be able to wake up unless I want to deprive myself of sleep, which will put me into a horrible mood or just downright tired. Which I certainly don't want. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I'd go back and write and create even more icons now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-3950869162161902980?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/3950869162161902980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/guilt-guilt-guilt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/3950869162161902980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/3950869162161902980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/05/guilt-guilt-guilt.html' title='Guilt Guilt Guilt'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-5908877574920184502</id><published>2010-04-30T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T01:40:00.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mr. Everything'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Pain and Ache</title><content type='html'>Hmm~ so something else happened today, and... there's no more of that sharp biting pain, just the dull throbbing ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I suppose that is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time does heal everything. ...well, no not really, but you get what I mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-5908877574920184502?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/5908877574920184502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/04/pain-and-ache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5908877574920184502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/5908877574920184502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/04/pain-and-ache.html' title='Pain and Ache'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-9140714242635845291</id><published>2010-04-29T04:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T05:03:11.671+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Indonesian Music</title><content type='html'>I've never been a fan of Indonesian bands. No offense, but in fact, I dislike most of the Indonesian bands, and there are so few that I could actually stand. Most of the time it's because of the cheese-and-corn lyrics, ear-bleeding melodies and yeah, you guessed it: copyright infringement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a few bands who actually ripped off some J-Rock bands' clothing style, musical style and even the band name. Not just one, but quite a few. And that's only what I know of. I won't point names, but if you know me, you know how much I hate rip-offs. And if you know how much I hate rip-offs, you know that I can't tolerate them. At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; some bands I could stand, and actually kinda like to listen to. These bands are *drumrolls*: Letto and Sheila on7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really fancy Dygta, but one of his songs are actually in my iPod, and I kinda like that song. [it's "Untukmu", btw.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all: &lt;b&gt;Letto&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Letto's songs. Oh hell yes, I do. The melody... is okay, I guess. Not fantastic, but not bad either. But that's just because of my own preference. As you all might or might not know, I like Japanese rock songs, so I can't say that I like their melodies that much. But above all, what I love about Letto is their lyrics. I could only see so few of Indonesian bands/artists, who can actually create deep, romantic lyrics without being cheesy. And one of the few is Letto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how they can stitch up words, and join sentences into lyrics. I love how they don't require using "aku cinta kamu" [I love you] and such to display affection. I love how they don't need all the cheesy "lihatlah kedalam hatiku" [look into my heart] to display love. I love how their lyrics are subtle, and yet obvious. As an amateur [and admittedly rather sucky] writer, I could only tell that it's not easy to write lyrics that pretty. If you don't believe me, you could try and see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even like the ever-famous "Malaikat Juga Tahu" [Angels Know Too]. The title sounds nice, but then I read more into it and it's just... I don't know. Not my kinda thing, I suppose. But almost all of Letto's lyrics can win my attention and my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one of my former classmates asked me what kinda bands I like, I could only tell him that I love J-Rock bands that he won't know of [because it's true]. Then he asked me what Indonesian bands I like. I immediately answered Letto. He told me, "Ih, itu kan abang-abang semua. Iya, abang-abang Jogja." ["Ih, they're all country bumpkins. Yeah, Jogjakartans country bumpkins"]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sub&gt;Ugh, it's hard to translate "abang-abang" into English T__T "Abang" actually means "older brother", but in this case, it's more like... an insult.&lt;/sub&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got pretty pissed, because I honestly don't care where they're from or whatever. As long as they make good music, that's okay with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, I never really look too much into bands' private lives. Unless they're bands that I really love so much that I took the trouble [in this case, they're all J-Rock bands. Examples: LM.C, Antic Cafe, alice nine., etc.].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a few months after that, I talked to my college friend, Margaret [who is also an excellent writer], about Letto, and she agrees that Letto &lt;i&gt;does&lt;/i&gt; make excellent lyrics. Then she said that the vocalist, who is also the lyricist, is the son of a poet. So... no wonder. It's still beautiful, nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, Letto would totally be the first band I'll mention when someone ask me which Indonesian bands do I like. They are one of the few Indonesian bands I'll sacrifice my money to buy their CDs or casettes. And believe me, I don't buy CDs or casettes often [pirates FTW lol]. And they will obviously be my recommendation if someone asks me which Indonesian bands to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I would really like to do an illustration book based on their lyrics sometime. Maybe during my 3-months break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, the second: &lt;b&gt;Sheila on7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God. If someone tells me that they hate So7, I'm so gonna smack their face, kick their faces and flip 'em off. So7 is a classical band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The case is the same thing as Letto: pretty lyrics. And their lyrics aren't centered on just the sweet feelings of falling in love or the pain of breaking up. They have lyrics about friendships, parting with a cherished someone, looking forward into the future, a backstreet relationship, "kekasih gelap" [not really sure on how to explain this in English, but it's like a mistress someone cheats with] and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, their lyrics aren't shallow. I love how simple their lyrics can be, and yet they're not cheesy. They're honestly written and simple, but they're not cheesy at all. And if you're a writer, it's rather hard to write such an honest lyrics without being cheesy or too Captain-Obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather coincidentally, they're also from Jogjakarta, so I suppose... Jogjakartans have this poetic talents that runs in their blood? LOL. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really quite explain So7, other than I like their songs and their lyrics so much, but here's a phrase I shall quote from their lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Semoga kita selalu menjadi sebuah kisah klasik untuk masa depan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hopefully we will always be a classic story for the future.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their wishes came true, apparently. They will always stay a classic legend for the present, and the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-9140714242635845291?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/9140714242635845291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/04/indonesian-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/9140714242635845291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/9140714242635845291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/04/indonesian-music.html' title='Indonesian Music'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-529657864759301615</id><published>2010-04-28T04:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T05:02:36.989+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><title type='text'>I'm sorry, but...</title><content type='html'>I like angsty, sad, josei romance stories with conflict more than a happy-go-lucky, school-setting typical shoujo manga romance stories, thanks. &lt;sub&gt;...except for Usami Maki.&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I love Midorikawa Yuki's stories. Heartwarming, and yet heartbreaking at the same time. Natsume Yuujinchou's that way too, heartwarming and yet heartbreaking. So are Midorikawa-sensei's other works. I really, really, really LOVE them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite being manga, they're pieces of art, and pieces of literature. And excellent ones, at that. I certainly enjoy her art style more than the typical shoujo manga style. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably love Midorikawa's works just as much as I love Ooba-Obata's works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, I also enjoy the art style of the author of Suki tte Iina Yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But so far, I've read &lt;i&gt;tons&lt;/i&gt; of shoujo manga, and there's nothing that beats Midorikawa's works. [Yes, Natsume Yuujinchou is shoujo.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are others that I really, really like too [like Sweet II (1st story), Wagahai wa Yome de aru, Hapi Mari, Hotaru no Hikari, Fukuyadou Honpo, Oishii Kankei and Motomi Kyousuke's works and tons others], but really, nothing could beat Midorikawa's works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-529657864759301615?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/529657864759301615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-sorry-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/529657864759301615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/529657864759301615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-sorry-but.html' title='I&apos;m sorry, but...'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-6660538391758676827</id><published>2010-04-27T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T20:50:15.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greetings'/><title type='text'>this christmas~</title><content type='html'>Dear Santa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that Christmas is still far away, but I should probably write this letter now, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want for Christmas is:&lt;br /&gt;- a BJD [Preference: Migidoll Miho, Migidoll Ryu, DoD Homme Ducan]&lt;br /&gt;- an h.NAOTO outfit&lt;br /&gt;- a pair of Rocking Horse shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do save up from now on, thank you ;w;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-6660538391758676827?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/6660538391758676827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/6660538391758676827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/6660538391758676827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-christmas.html' title='this christmas~'/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827424607944146046.post-4788722730619294822</id><published>2010-04-27T04:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T01:59:12.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;sub&gt;[beforehand, the people who aren't involved in this, please do back off. That is your last warning. Do me a favour and back off. I don't want to bring a bigger drama into this. If you're aware who I'm addressing to, that's good. Now shut up, skip this entry and back off.]&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Toshii, the person who had kindly read and appreciated &lt;a href="http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/04/feelings-feelings.html"&gt;this entry&lt;/a&gt; and some others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I would like to apologize for writing this entry out in the open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I would like to kindly ask you to put at least a little credit for copying my entry and pasting it onto your entry. It's not that much to ask for, is it? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I'm mad &lt;sub&gt;[well, maybe I am, just a little]&lt;/sub&gt;, but please, please do understand that I do not like being copied. I realize that this hadn't happened just this once, and I'm sorry, but I'm not letting this time slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm aware that you do understand where I'm coming from, since you have had someone else copying your profile in last.fm, didn't you? [No, it wasn't me. I just read Gochii's wall to you, and your wall to Gochii ^^U]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it's all I ask for: a credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do understand that this blog, and a lot of its entries took, and take me a lot of guts to write. This isn't just about blabbering about my daily life, but it also has my thoughts and my feelings. And being a person who isn't so good about socializing, this blog takes me a lot of guts to write in, especially regularly. It's not easy to come out with entries, it's not easy to come out with phrases, it's not easy to just stitch up words and join sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/04/feelings-feelings.html"&gt;That entry&lt;/a&gt;, especially, took me a lot of guts to write. A lot more than usual, and it's not only about being a fan, a NEET, and locking myself up in my room. No. Maybe it is to you, but to me, no, it isn't. It's about a relationship with two people, my family problems, mental problems, education problems and other things. It's more than just being a NEET. But of course, I might be getting it wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to keep you as someone I could talk to, and someone who could probably understand me, even if it's only a little, or a lot. So I won't shun you and tell you to scram and whatever. But truthfully, yes, I do feel a little uncomfortable with you copying my entry and phrases and not putting a credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to be a respect-whoring, or attention-whoring person, but it's all I could ask for: a simple credit. Even just a "source: &lt;a href="http://soranoland.blogspot.com"&gt;Soranoland&lt;/a&gt;" is enough. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TL;DR, please do put a credit if you quoted parts/phrases of my entries, thank you so much. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I had offended you in any way, and thank you for your attention, and even more thanks if you can, and do understand this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Sora.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5827424607944146046-4788722730619294822?l=soranoland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/feeds/4788722730619294822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/04/beforehand-people-who-arent-involved-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/4788722730619294822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827424607944146046/posts/default/4788722730619294822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soranoland.blogspot.com/2010/04/beforehand-people-who-arent-involved-in.html' title=''/><author><name>©Sherly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04615849507471643696</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/_C9FEXRuQYDU/TKJLdC2w-PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cEelss8icjI/S220/sorasora.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
