<?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-8693441546582047553</id><updated>2011-08-03T09:00:54.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..::The Nature Lover::..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-4192863785794385456</id><published>2009-06-11T19:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:47:20.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Armie</title><content type='html'>Okay so I'll be going to the army tomorrow. Wish me all the best during my journey in there and I hope I'll still be alive enough to do anything when I book out...anyways goodbye all =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-4192863785794385456?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/4192863785794385456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=4192863785794385456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/4192863785794385456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/4192863785794385456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2009/06/armie.html' title='Armie'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-4376369743317161224</id><published>2009-04-28T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:39:03.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stinking update</title><content type='html'>Okay, fine, you want an update, here it is.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you stop saying "nvm" when I try to ask you something? It's hard for me to tell what you're thinking this way. Think of it this way: I try to open the door to enter a house and before I even suceed in opening it you keep putting up more doors. How am I supposed to enter freaking house when you keep on locking yourself up?! You wanna know why I don't talk to you right? It's because of THIS reason!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that's not why I wasn't talking to you just now. More like I couldn't. I was busy. Yeah you may think, "yeah you're always playing games you gaming freak" and stuffs like that. Yeah I was sometimes, got a problem with that? What do you expect me to do other than games then, sit there and rot like a fucking tomato?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also don't always assume I'm playing games. Sometimes I'm working on drawings and other personally important stuffs that you don't notice. Wait, no one notices anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here, you got your update. You happy now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-4376369743317161224?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/4376369743317161224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=4376369743317161224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/4376369743317161224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/4376369743317161224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2009/04/stinking-update.html' title='Stinking update'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-6642908055009541682</id><published>2009-04-08T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:38:59.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be loving you forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;I'll be loving you forever&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside my heart &lt;br /&gt;You'll leave me never&lt;br /&gt;Even if you took my heart&lt;br /&gt;And tore it apart&lt;br /&gt;I would love you still…forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the sun&lt;br /&gt;You are my life&lt;br /&gt;And you're the last thing on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Before I go to sleep at nite&lt;br /&gt;You're alwayz round&lt;br /&gt;When I'm in need&lt;br /&gt;When trouble's on my mind&lt;br /&gt;You put my soul at ease&lt;br /&gt;There is no one in this world&lt;br /&gt;Who can love me like you do&lt;br /&gt;So many reasons that I &lt;br /&gt;Wanna spend forever with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be loving you forever&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside my heart you'll leave me never&lt;br /&gt;Even if you took my heart&lt;br /&gt;And tore it apart&lt;br /&gt;I would love you still…forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had our fun&lt;br /&gt;And we've made mistakes&lt;br /&gt;But who'd have guessed&lt;br /&gt;That through Lord after all&lt;br /&gt;We'd learn to give and take&lt;br /&gt;It's so much more &lt;br /&gt;That I could have give (I could have give)&lt;br /&gt;You make loving you &lt;br /&gt;So easy for me&lt;br /&gt;There is no one in this world&lt;br /&gt;Who can love me like you do&lt;br /&gt;That is the reason that I &lt;br /&gt;Wanna share forever with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be loving you forever&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside my heart you'll leave me never&lt;br /&gt;Even if you took my heart&lt;br /&gt;And tore it apart&lt;br /&gt;I would love you still…forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And girl I pray you'll leave me never&lt;br /&gt;Course this is a world where love's often go astray&lt;br /&gt;But if we love each other…&lt;br /&gt;We won't go won't go that way&lt;br /&gt;So put your doubts aside&lt;br /&gt;Do wat it takes that make it rite&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'll love you &lt;br /&gt;Forever&lt;br /&gt;No one can tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be loving you forever&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside my heart you'll leave me never&lt;br /&gt;Even if you took my heart&lt;br /&gt;And tore it apart&lt;br /&gt;I would love you still…forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I never thought how much I actually loved you...until I listened to this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a chance? Please...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-6642908055009541682?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/6642908055009541682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=6642908055009541682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/6642908055009541682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/6642908055009541682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2009/04/ill-be-loving-you-forever.html' title='I&apos;ll be loving you forever'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-2702503429244608872</id><published>2009-03-25T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:46:40.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What they said</title><content type='html'>You know...I guess I'm not good enough for you. Or rather...I guess we're not made for each other. You may not see it in yourself, but sometimes you're kinda selfish. You only think of yourself but you didn't spare a thought for others. Sometimes I sacrifice some part of myself just so you can enjoy. Take yesterday for example. After my briefing in school I called you but you didn't pick up the phone until I called your house phone. I know your phone is charging and all, that I understand. I would have taken the bus to go there straight, but instead I chose to walk there so I can kill some time since I'm already halfway there when we hung up, but you smsed me saying you're on the bus when I'm already walking around the top floor of Century Square a few rounds. What's the point of me walking when I know you're taking your time? I could have just waited in school and then took the bus there when you say you've reached, but I didn't.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh...never mind...what's the point of saying so much when no one can understand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-2702503429244608872?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/2702503429244608872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=2702503429244608872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2702503429244608872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2702503429244608872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-they-said.html' title='What they said'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-8761006923429927080</id><published>2009-03-20T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:02:41.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-Cycling</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I left the house at about 11...told my dear I'll be a little late, but who knows, when I reached there I waited for another hour because she had to finish up her work...so oh well, waited at the bus stop and played Tetris while getting almost suffocated by smokers...damn the guy who invented cigarettes...XD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she came we left for her house so she could change. She was being super lame in trying to beat my score in Tetris but oh well...that's my dear for you XD When she couldn't finish it in time she would restart and try again. That happened for about...10 times I guess. Then after that we went down to have our lunch before heading to East Coast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I admit that I'm still not good at cycling. It took me a while to familiarise myself with the bike and even after so I was still losing control easily while cycling. Dear kept laughing at me from behind while I was wiggling like a snake in front. Very hilarious, but it was pretty fun. Oh yeah, now my ass hurts from sitting on the saddle for too long. We also collected a bunch of seashells from the beach to keep as our memories. I kept them safe in a box and when I wiggle the box around they sounded like coins. Very nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after returning our bikes we went to Subway to have our...tea break? I don't know. All I can say is that the food is super fresh and nice and it's really worth the price. We sat in there for quite long, talking about random stuffs and I remember clearly dear was talking about some of the competitions she was in for Tamiya and Beyblade and stuffs. Then I told her about the different drivetrains for different cars. Of course she wasn't interested, but oh well, thought she'd know something more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, ARCADE! SUPER CHEAP! But most of the machines are damaged. Sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, that's pretty much it. I sent her home and went home myself. It was a very fun day. Hope we can be like this again...haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-8761006923429927080?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/8761006923429927080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=8761006923429927080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/8761006923429927080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/8761006923429927080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2009/03/re-cycling.html' title='Re-Cycling'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-6731555465992473653</id><published>2009-03-17T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:24:43.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best.Day.EVAR.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Best. Day. EVAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go to school to help some of my juniors out for voice acting today. Apparently the previous one I did for them was kind of...gay, so I had to redo it. Okay, that's fine. After all, it came out pretty well. Also, the design show thing that I thought would kill me didn't seem that tough after all. I just didn't know what was needed for uploading and now that I do, I can heave a sigh of relief and focus on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what made me become unhappy was this: dear smsed me asking if I wanted to go watch a movie with her at night (or at least that's what I think it is). I wanted to go, but because I needed to help out in school today, I told her I can't make it. Furthermore I had to go for a haircut so at night didn't seem like a choice either. I knew she understood, but what she said really hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah nvm call you go out like children ah don care you liao"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like "WTF?!" when I saw this. I replied her saying "Wah lau eh tell u i cant make it u give me this kind of thing...fine lah never mind then", and all she said was "Ok", further proving that she doesn't give a hoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So okay, fine, I decided not to care so much about it. After all this ain't the first time that happened and I forsee it happening again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took the bus to school and guess what, I forgot to bring my earpiece. That was the last straw. Knowing that I can't listen to anything on the bus and unable to play games because I would become sick, I shut my eyes and tried to sleep, but to no avail. The weather was too hot and my legs were sweating like fuck. The air-con didn't help, too. Overall, my journey to school sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing what I needed to do in school yada yada yada, I went back to my neighborhood and went for a haircut. The barber wasn't in a good mood today so I won't say much about it. But he somehow proved that his mood did not affect him in his work because my resulting hairstyle was pretty nice. It's suitable for spiking too so it's gonna really help a lot for my Ryohei cosplay this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of cosplay, I'm not really into it anymore. I felt that I've become less interested in it nowadays for some unknown reason. Ah well, must be a loneliness thing. Doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still doen't change the fact that today was horrible in more ways than one. Sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-6731555465992473653?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/6731555465992473653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=6731555465992473653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/6731555465992473653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/6731555465992473653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2009/03/bestdayevar.html' title='Best.Day.EVAR.'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-6489189081899043382</id><published>2009-02-15T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:47:20.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day after Val's day</title><content type='html'>Today was a very fun day...went to TM to meet dear dear and Elizabeth...we went to the arcade to play DrumMania (dear you need to improve on your rhythm...XD) I found that wearing gloves helped me a lot while holding the drumsticks...I guess it reduces friction and prevents blisters from forming~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we played Maximum Tune 3...played 2 rounds and lost 1 =.=|| I'm really deproving nowadays...must have played too much of other driving games lol...dear played 2 rounds as well..yeah she won both, I suck &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After playing went to B1 and walked around...dear and Elizabeth decided to buy mushrooms so I went to Watsons to look around. Dear smsed me asking me why I didn't buy flower for her...sialah I'm such a pathetic boyfriend...so after they bought their stuffs we went up and I decided to buy 2 stalks of flowers for her. Although it's fake, it lasts long and that symbolises my everlasting love for her...sialah so embarrassing!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went over to TM basement and had dinner with dear's family. It was at...PuTien or something like that, I don't remember. Anyway, her mother treated us to a feast...it was the first time having dinner with her family as well, so I wasn't really used to it at first. After a while I kinda lightened up a bit. But one thing's for sure is that I enjoyed my dinner with them throughout. There were quite a lot of dishes we ate: drunk chicken, prawn, crab soup, just to name a few. I feel that the dishes are pretty high-class, especially the Lor Mee. I thought it would be those from the hawker centres, but I was so wrong. Didn't taste as nice though, but it was okay lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner dear, her brother, Elizabeth and I went to the arcade to play some more. We first played basketball, which for some reason someone stuffed the kids basketballs from the side in. It was so funny that the balls could actually register the scores in the hoop XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it's on to Para Para. We played a few rounds on hard mode. I remember telling myself that I look very gay on the machine, but I don't care XD after all, I was feeling to rhythm~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly it was Maximum Tune 3 again. I hit another round on the story mode and then dear and I played a few rounds against her brother. A GDB-C against a BNR32...both are AWDs...and yet my car lost XD then during the last round, when dear and her brother were playing, some dude joined in with a 350Z and pwned the both of them. I was astounded...dear and her brother's battle just ended like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whew...that was a long post...I shall stop here then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear, I love you forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-6489189081899043382?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/6489189081899043382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=6489189081899043382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/6489189081899043382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/6489189081899043382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-after-vals-day.html' title='Day after Val&apos;s day'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-5239517962753845210</id><published>2009-02-05T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T01:50:10.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry, but if that's how you think, then I can't do anything already.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have created a wall to block me from entering your heart and mind. No one but you can help yourself to bring it down. No matter how much I try to break it down, you will always bring it back up. Going on this way is pointless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You told me not to be so immature. And so I did. I didn't the way I was before anymore, but it still did not satisfy you. So I can't do anything about that as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You said I didn't care about you. I did, and you didn't notice no matter how obvious it is. So I can't do anything about it as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you don't like me, I can try to make you like me again, but with you like this, I'm afraid whatever I do won't change that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry, but the problem doesn't just lie within me. It lies in you as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've both changed. People change and we have no choice but to move on, whether you like it or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please. Face reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-5239517962753845210?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5239517962753845210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=5239517962753845210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/5239517962753845210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/5239517962753845210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2009/02/confession.html' title='Confession'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-8882358440651732324</id><published>2009-01-30T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T00:26:05.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes When We Touch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;"You ask me if I love you&lt;br /&gt;And I choke on my reply&lt;br /&gt;Id rather hurt you honestly&lt;br /&gt;Than mislead you with a lie&lt;br /&gt;And who am I to judge you&lt;br /&gt;In what you say or do&lt;br /&gt;Im only just beginning&lt;br /&gt;To see the real you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes when we touch&lt;br /&gt;The honestys too much&lt;br /&gt;And I have to close my eyes and hide&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you till I die&lt;br /&gt;Till we both break down and cry&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romance and all its strategy&lt;br /&gt;Leaves me battling with my pride&lt;br /&gt;But through all the insecurity&lt;br /&gt;Some tenderness survives&lt;br /&gt;Im just another writer&lt;br /&gt;Still trapped within my truth&lt;br /&gt;A hesitant prize fighter&lt;br /&gt;Still trapped within my youth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes when we touch&lt;br /&gt;The honestys too much&lt;br /&gt;And I have to close my eyes and hide&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you till I die&lt;br /&gt;Till we both break down and cry&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times Id like to break you&lt;br /&gt;And drive you to your knees&lt;br /&gt;At times Id like to break through&lt;br /&gt;And hold you endlessly&lt;br /&gt;At times I understand you&lt;br /&gt;And I know how hard you try&lt;br /&gt;I watched while love commands you&lt;br /&gt;And Ive watched love pass you by&lt;br /&gt;At times I think were drifters&lt;br /&gt;Still searching for a friend&lt;br /&gt;A brother or a sister&lt;br /&gt;But then the passion flares again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes when we touch&lt;br /&gt;The honestys too much&lt;br /&gt;And I have to close my eyes and hide&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold ya till I die&lt;br /&gt;Till we both break down and cry&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(71, 71, 71); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Sigh.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-8882358440651732324?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/8882358440651732324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=8882358440651732324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/8882358440651732324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/8882358440651732324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2009/01/sometimes-when-we-touch.html' title='Sometimes When We Touch'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-3913683882548145465</id><published>2009-01-20T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:18:52.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF...???</title><content type='html'>"Hi, before you read the below, We will need you to submit some past karaoke  songs with your voice. Our panel of judges had agreed that your Demo MP3 you  sent in sounded very close to the original song that we you to send in a 2nd  demo song with your past karaoke songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we hear it, we will infrom  you the next course of action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Togusa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously....wtf...??? My singing style sounds close to the original to the point that it's unbelievable...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm screwed for my singing career D=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-3913683882548145465?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/3913683882548145465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=3913683882548145465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/3913683882548145465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/3913683882548145465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2009/01/wtf.html' title='WTF...???'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-5390622260132192598</id><published>2009-01-16T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:51:23.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NAPFA!!!</title><content type='html'>I went for napfa today. Finally finished it. Whew. Didn't go too well, but not too bad either.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Standing broad jump - not as good as the previous time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sit &amp;amp; reach - deproved again. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pull up - IMPROVED! I couldn't do any before, now I can do one! 8D Still failed though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shuttle run - First try: shoe came off. Second try: fell and almost scraped my ass. Third try: finally got through but didn't do as well as before again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sit ups - Deproved as well. Aiyo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.4km run - Repeatedly telling myself 825HP and KYOKUGEN at the last stretch didn't help D=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay not as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway after napfa, went to take a rest and chatted with my friends who also went for napfa. After resting and drinking cold water and all, we finally decided to go home. Gawd, after 2.4, I was walking like a crippled asshole! It felt like my legs were totally drained and a poke would be enough to break it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the bus, it wasn't a soothing ride at all. Not only was I unable to sleep, but there was this annoying baby that kept crying in a high pitch that nearly ruptured my ear drums. It was so high and sharp and managed to find its way through my earphones and into my ear. Even the songs I was listening didn't help to cover it up. I know, it's a baby, and it's natural for babies to cry, etc etc etc, but that's the reason why I don't like babies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway that's all. I'm too tired to rant on and I need to focus on my FYP. Next Wednesday's Interim 2. Hooray for TP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-5390622260132192598?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5390622260132192598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=5390622260132192598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/5390622260132192598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/5390622260132192598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2009/01/napfa.html' title='NAPFA!!!'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-7682476552736271955</id><published>2009-01-15T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:37:41.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not the first time</title><content type='html'>I'm very very disappointed. My dear doesn't understand me at all.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was pretty alright today. Did my project in school, went home and continue, yada yada yada...dear even talked to me about her problems and I managed to comfort her. But when night falls, things changed. Although I'm okay with her talking to someone, I'm not okay with the fact that she treats me so differently after that. I mean, what the hell is the problem??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It could be just me and my jealousy, but how would someone feel if his girlfriend talks with a guy as per normal (or has a lot of things to say), and then when she talks to him, she has nothing to talk about? To me, it's like using me to kill boredom, and phailing hard at it. If this way she's treating me is considered treating me like her boyfriend, this whole world would be my spouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I'm not making sense here, but seriously, that was what happened. It was alright for once or twice, but I'm really not liking it. If there are so much to talk about between the both of you, then why are you two friends? Seriously, you guys should get together...not that I want to but seeing it as the way it is now, geez......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only that, when I told her about my jealousy towards this, she doesn't comfort me or anything. To the contrary, she kept her mouth shut. What the hell?! Why is she treating me unfairly again?! Then what for I comfort her in the first place?? I did so because I love you, and I want you to be happy, and this is the kind of shit I get? Do you even care about me in the first place??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is already not the first time happening, and I know it's gonna happen again. But before my very last breath, I have to make sure this kind of shit doesn't happen. But without her cooperation, I know this is not gonna be possible...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least she has a friend that understands her (you should know who I'm talking about). Me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No. One. At. All.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm. All. Alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All. Over. Again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-7682476552736271955?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/7682476552736271955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=7682476552736271955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/7682476552736271955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/7682476552736271955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-first-time.html' title='Not the first time'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-2777174407610823322</id><published>2009-01-06T12:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T13:24:40.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYP = Sick inducer</title><content type='html'>I'm currently in school right now working on my FYP, but I'm not feeling well...my eyes are constantly burning hot and I keep sneezing...on top of that I'm feeling cold in the aircon room, even colder than I usually feel...am I falling sick? If I am it better goes away fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my blog is full of emo posts, so I shall clear it all up now by saying thanks to everyone I've known for the past few months, especially those from the 12000YASF. You guys have brought light to my life even though we all have ups and downs. I hope that we can stay together forever, both in and out of cosplay. Thank you all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there's someone that I haven't properly expressed my gratitude to yet. She's been with me for 4 months, supported me whenever I needed her and also one of the only people that can bring a smile to my face almost all the time. Other that my gratitude I would also like to apologise to her for not being a perfect boyfriend and I will do my best to change it. Through the ups and downs, I hope it will only strengthen the bond between the both of us. Thank you dear...you're the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and happy 2009. Although it doesn't feel like it, we're forced to acknowledge the fact that it is a new year. So yeah, have fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-2777174407610823322?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/2777174407610823322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=2777174407610823322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2777174407610823322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2777174407610823322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2009/01/fyp-sick-inducer.html' title='FYP = Sick inducer'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-2783367685601612948</id><published>2008-12-24T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T02:23:38.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How right it is</title><content type='html'>Mizuki's right. I'm not a good person.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't understand her at all. My mind is too shallow. But every time I try my best to understand her, she just violently pushes me off and passes off as nothing. I mean, wtf?? I was just trying to understand her, why does she have to do that to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She says I understand her at all, but does she understand me as well? If she does, why is she expecting me to understand her? I told her so many times that I can't understand someone unless I talk to that person...why can't she just understand that simple fact???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanna know her more...and this is what I get.......? What did I do to deserve this...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does she even care about me...? Does she even take me as her boyfriend...? Does she even love me...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm the kind of person that tries to help people as much as I can...that's exactly what I'm doing right now...but why do I lose the trust from my girlfriend in the process...? Is helping other people wrong...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said I want to be by her side forever...but I'm afraid I can't accomplish that because she doesn't want to open herself up to me...how can I care for her this way......?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every single day is the same...no, it's getting worse...I don't want this to happen anymore...I don't want to...it's torturing me like crazy......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now...I'm back to square one...all alone...with no one by my side...not even her...................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-2783367685601612948?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/2783367685601612948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=2783367685601612948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2783367685601612948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2783367685601612948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-right-it-is.html' title='How right it is'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-6141105752551498189</id><published>2008-12-18T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:01:31.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It sucks to be me</title><content type='html'>It sucks to be me because I'm a useless person. Why can't I do anything right...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-6141105752551498189?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/6141105752551498189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=6141105752551498189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/6141105752551498189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/6141105752551498189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-sucks-to-be-me.html' title='It sucks to be me'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-522156669229434847</id><published>2008-12-15T14:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T14:52:06.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the hell is going on?</title><content type='html'>Seriously...what the hell is going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked if I made you angry, you said no. I wanted to know what's wrong, you said nothing. I just wanted to help, and this is what I got? Are you trying to tell me that it doesn't pay to be kind at all? If that's the case I would have no friends now. Oh wait...do I even have any?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me to come talk to you should I have any problems. Currently I don't, so that's okay. I will if I do though. But how can I talk to you when you're like this as well? All I'm doing is try to help, so why are you rejecting my help? Why are you being so unfair to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and EOY sucks. 'nuff said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-522156669229434847?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/522156669229434847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=522156669229434847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/522156669229434847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/522156669229434847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-hell-is-going-on.html' title='What the hell is going on?'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-5750763302518397310</id><published>2008-11-21T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T01:58:12.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pussy......NOT</title><content type='html'>Indeed, it's great being with you, but in exactly what ways am I a pussy? Please tell me because I know you have a VERY different meaning from mine when it comes to the word "pussy". It's really hard for me to understand you because we're not open to each other yet, but give it time and I will. I know you're strong, and I love you for that, but that doesn't mean I'm a pussy by your terms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I hate this day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-5750763302518397310?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5750763302518397310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=5750763302518397310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/5750763302518397310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/5750763302518397310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/11/pussynot.html' title='Pussy......NOT'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-1064532053439026266</id><published>2008-11-16T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:49:39.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hostility</title><content type='html'>I don't get it. I just don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it when someone is busy or has a lot of things to do, they act cold towards you? Not only that, why, of all people, does it have to my dear??? It just feels so unfair...it's like I'm nothing in her eyes. I may sound like a pussy, but why is she treating me like that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was for her to get well, seeing her current situation, and what I get was this? I guess kindness never begets kindness after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't expect her to read this post, let alone do anything, but all I want her to do is to treat me well...I'm really sick of people showing me different sides of them all the time...I've had bad experiences with my ex already, and I don't want it to happen again...and I really hope this doesn't affect our relationship........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd.....what have I done to deserve this...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-1064532053439026266?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/1064532053439026266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=1064532053439026266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/1064532053439026266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/1064532053439026266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/11/hostility.html' title='Hostility'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-4644207720125656662</id><published>2008-11-16T01:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T01:57:50.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Audition for EOY</title><content type='html'>Went for EOY audition today (technically yesterday considering the time it is now). The good thing is, I officially got to know Baitenshii today after the audition (in fact I'm talking to her now lol) The bad thing is, I think I screwed up big time while singing. I don't know if I'll get in...but whatever it is, I hope that HE never gets in. He's gotta wake up his bloody idea that being a complete weaboo on both sides will not get him anywhere. Douche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dear for accompanying me to audition =) I didn't feel as nervous thanks to you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I got my costume too! It's a few days late posting this, but I still got it! Although it's a little tight, it looks alright to me. I can't wait to wear it for AFA and EOY~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll take a pic or two of me wearing it when the time comes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-4644207720125656662?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/4644207720125656662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=4644207720125656662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/4644207720125656662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/4644207720125656662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/11/audition-for-eoy.html' title='Audition for EOY'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-2089996526200545256</id><published>2008-11-03T21:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:14:47.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Blog Pt. 1</title><content type='html'>I wanna introduce a wonderful delicacy to all who read my blog. Some of you may have heard of it, some of you have not, but it doesn't matter. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nvCktmfOihI/SQ8CjY28P9I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/skAXbVb4vdg/s1600-h/Photo361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nvCktmfOihI/SQ8CjY28P9I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/skAXbVb4vdg/s320/Photo361.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264429296410968018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHOCOLATE TARTS!!!!!! =DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*ahem* Anyway, these chocolate tarts can be found at a small bread store at the overhead bridge near Admiralty MRT station for only 80 cents each. It's best to buy two at a time because it is guaranteed to keep you satisfied for the rest of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our story doesn't end there yet though. If you think this is just ordinary chocolate tarts, think again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nvCktmfOihI/SQ8EZEsMS7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/JKzC0kkJRxE/s1600-h/Photo364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nvCktmfOihI/SQ8EZEsMS7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/JKzC0kkJRxE/s320/Photo364.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264431318221736882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inside contains not only chocolate, but blueberry as well! For those who love both chocolate and blueberries, this will be a double heaven for you. If not, the chocolate's taste is enough to cover it up. If you don't like chocolates, then why the heck are you reading this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I enjoy eating the chocolate tart very much. The taste of the chocolate is very rich and it feels like every bite from it feels like I've been engulfed by happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taste - 8/10&lt;br /&gt;Presentation - 7/10&lt;br /&gt;Worth - 9/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall - 8/10 (A must try!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END OF FOOD BLOG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-2089996526200545256?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/2089996526200545256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=2089996526200545256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2089996526200545256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2089996526200545256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/11/food-blog-pt-1.html' title='Food Blog Pt. 1'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nvCktmfOihI/SQ8CjY28P9I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/skAXbVb4vdg/s72-c/Photo361.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-7708938331053046816</id><published>2008-11-01T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:39:44.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rekindled Feelings</title><content type='html'>Dear and I sat at the bench near my house to have a little chit chat session. I'm usually not a big fan of chatting with people, but with her, it felt really great. This isn't the first time we did this, but today just felt different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me that she found the feeling of love back. Does that mean I've succeeded in helping her find the feeling back? I don't know, but I was really happy, because now I know that I will definitely love her with all my heart, even until my very last breath. Yeah it sounds cheesy, but wait till you get into a serious relationship, then you'll know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you dear for accepting me...I'm really glad to have a lovely girlfriend like you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-7708938331053046816?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/7708938331053046816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=7708938331053046816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/7708938331053046816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/7708938331053046816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/11/rekindled-feelings.html' title='Rekindled Feelings'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-2039489045631366563</id><published>2008-10-31T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:50:03.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questionable Love?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday dear told me that she was unsure of her love towards me. I was a bit confused at first, but then she told me it was because she forgot how to love...or something like that. Ahh never mind, I'm confused myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that I can feel our love for each other growing stronger and our bonds getting closer each day. I hope it doesn't just disappear like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I'm beginning to dislike the year twos for occupying our important facilities. D=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-2039489045631366563?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/2039489045631366563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=2039489045631366563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2039489045631366563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2039489045631366563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/10/questionable-love.html' title='Questionable Love?'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-1573753643399059652</id><published>2008-10-26T11:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T11:32:40.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20th Century Boys</title><content type='html'>Went to watch 20th Century Boys yesterday. It was not bad, I must say, but I felt that the ending was a bit too rushed. Maybe it's because I didn't read the manga beforehand, but that's how I feel. The pace was not very consistent. Ah well, let's hope the sequel will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been over a month since my dear and I got together. I just looked at her blog and the latest post very mushy...haha but I like XD Anyway, today's her first day of work. Dear, jia you okay? I'll always support you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-1573753643399059652?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/1573753643399059652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=1573753643399059652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/1573753643399059652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/1573753643399059652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/10/20th-century-boys.html' title='20th Century Boys'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-8769946641779043190</id><published>2008-10-15T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:11:38.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick bastard, me?</title><content type='html'>2 more days till SIP ends. I so wish Saturday comes soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be a sick bastard. I'm only supposed to hand in all the needed things for SIP next Friday and I'm already done with more than half of it yesterday. Yeah, I'm a sick bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today wasn't a really good day for me. I rarely smiled, and to make matters worse, dear didn't sms at all. I know I'm selfish and that she has to save up her money in her prepaid so she won't overspend, but I'm getting really worried. I hope she's fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear...please come back soon...I'm dying to see you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-8769946641779043190?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/8769946641779043190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=8769946641779043190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/8769946641779043190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/8769946641779043190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/10/sick-bastard-me.html' title='Sick bastard, me?'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-2413656984970145545</id><published>2008-10-13T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T22:55:14.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost there...</title><content type='html'>4 more days till hell ends. I can't wait for Friday. Or rather Saturday. No, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it has been a fruitful experience for me during my working days, it has also been hell for me because when I work, a lot of things that I used to take for granted are gone, such as my free time as well as my health. I fell sick twice so far, and I hope there won't be a third time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday I got the chance to go on stage to perform again, this time in a group of 5. That's right; Froggy, Ada, Nina, Yuki and I performed the ever popular Kumikyoku Nico Nico Douga during Japanese Idol. Although we almost won (but didn't win), we got a special prize that we'll be collecting this Saturday. I wonder what it is~~~ Oh and my dear was there to take our performance down as well. Thank you dear~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Photos and videos to be uploaded hopefully soon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my dear, she's currently at Malaysia on a vacation with her family. I wonder how she's doing...I miss her so much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-2413656984970145545?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/2413656984970145545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=2413656984970145545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2413656984970145545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2413656984970145545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/10/almost-there.html' title='Almost there...'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-7123720618755062394</id><published>2008-10-05T12:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T23:56:12.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After so long</title><content type='html'>After so long, I finally got to eat one of my favourite products: Choco Baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so long, SIP is about to end soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so long (well not really), I got together with my dear Mikuru cosplayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough of after so longs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, took part in Japanese Idol yesterday. Although I didn't win, it was a really great experience to be able to sing outdoors to the a group of audience, especially when some people know the song I'm singing. I'm not sure if my exposure has increased, but from what I saw yesterday, I have a feeling that I amazed quite a number of people. And for that, I'm really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made me wonder is the judges' decision on the winner. From what I heard/saw, I was given fairly good comments, but I didn't win. The one who won was this malay dude named Haru who did the Billie Jean dance (which has absolutely no link to what he sang later on). Another thing that made me suspect this whole set up was the fact that one of the judges said the song that Haru sang was the only one that he know amongst all of us. Ah well, screw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more chance I have: the group category. If not, I can kiss the air tickets to Japan goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos taken:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01230.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 248px; height: 329px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/DSC01230.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear dear and me, taken before team meeting XD Oh yeah, we had a team meeting before the competition to make payments and some final measurements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1345.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 249px; height: 330px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_1345.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound check time~ I didn't wear my specs during performance though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1366.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 355px; height: 266px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_1366.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG caught in action! But I anticipated it XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1369.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 354px; height: 265px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_1369.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear dear, Chibi and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1370.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 353px; height: 264px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_1370.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tis my bratha and meh XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1371.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 354px; height: 265px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_1371.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shista~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1372.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 352px; height: 263px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_1372.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family picture! That's my sister-in-law at the bottom left~ my mum can't make it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1373.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 348px; height: 260px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_1373.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair's screwed up here D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1374.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 348px; height: 261px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_1374.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1382.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 346px; height: 259px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_1382.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you spot me? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1383.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 348px; height: 260px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_1383.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got to take a picture with Reiko-san, the host of the event and a DJ from 96.3FM! I feel so short XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1384.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 346px; height: 259px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_1384.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another pic with Reiko-san and...Callista~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all the good pictures that were taken yesterday. My sis managed to take a video of my performance, but it's too small and the quality isn't as good, but ah well, it's a really great experience! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my family and my darling who were there to support me! Thanks to the judges for your wonderful comments on my singing! And thanks to Reiko-san for giving me this opportunity to perform on stage for everyone! Thank you all!!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-7123720618755062394?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/7123720618755062394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=7123720618755062394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/7123720618755062394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/7123720618755062394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/10/after-so-long.html' title='After so long'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-205448124970151708</id><published>2008-08-05T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T23:08:24.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish came true?</title><content type='html'>My wish came true today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't take it anymore...work has been stressing me out like crazy for the past few days...I would always reach the office real early and reach home real late, with little time to do anything before I sleep and repeat the cycle again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't take it anymore......why is work always so tough......?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit I wanna quit work.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit dammit dammit.......!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-205448124970151708?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/205448124970151708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=205448124970151708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/205448124970151708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/205448124970151708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/08/wish-came-true.html' title='Wish came true?'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-8749647517458703491</id><published>2008-08-04T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:14:01.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIP Checkpoint</title><content type='html'>Only a week has passed. How many more weeks to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if this is usually the case, but I'm already getting a lot of hell from SIP. Some may say I'm lucky to have gotten crap only on the second week, I think I've had enough. I'm supposed to finish something I'm new to by noon tomorrow, and I'm damn stressed over it. That's not so much of a problem, but it's the new thing I'm worried about, as well as the timing. If I don't finish it, I'm doomed. It's hard for me to get fired, but that only means I'll get even more crap in the future, considering I'll be there for another 2.5 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may think I'm weak, I cannot handle stress, etc, but let me tell you all that you can go fuck off. What you say or think about me will not change the fact that I am INDEED weak and unable to handle stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I started SIP, I've been going home insanely late (by my terms). Because my mum works as a canteen vendor and thus has to sleep early, I rarely get to spend my time with her. Not just her, but my whole family as well. When I reach home, they're usually asleep, and the lights in the house are all off. The only light I saw was the light emitting from the candle flames at the altar. The only time I could spend time with my family was during the weekends. But even if so, it feels too short, and soon enough I would find myself back at the office table stressing my ass off some stupid project that demands my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, my freedom is now gone. I can't do anything anymore because of SIP, and I can't find time to do anything because I have TOO many things I wanna do. I want my freedom back......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was on my way home today, I saw rows and rows of chairs stacked up by the wall. I walked up and saw a group of people outside my house. At that very moment, I freaked out. Okay, I'm not supposed to say this since it's the seventh month, but I thought something happened. My heart literally stopped beating and my breath grew heavier the closer I got home. I thought the same thing that happened 2 years ago happened again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's beyond my control, but I really don't like going home late, not just for personal reasons. If I reach home late, I can't spend time with my family as much as I used to before, and I ended up regretting not being able to when I found out that I could not longer do so. I may be selfish and all, but I love my family and I wanna spend as much time with them as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my love because of my fucked up personality. Now I have no one other than my family to be with when I'm down. Outside, I'm alone. All alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....fuck, I feel like crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-8749647517458703491?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/8749647517458703491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=8749647517458703491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/8749647517458703491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/8749647517458703491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/08/sip-checkpoint.html' title='SIP Checkpoint'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-1979614298828638096</id><published>2008-07-28T19:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T19:15:06.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIP Starts</title><content type='html'>SIP finally started today. I reached my workplace a little too early, so I walked around the area first, and ended up having breakfast at McDonald's. After breakfast, the time for work had started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very unsure of what to do at first because it was my first day there, so I just sat at where I was supposed to and started drawing some random stuffs. I thought it would be very hectic and all, but when I started work, it didn't seem as such. In fact, it was actually quite fun! The people there are very nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's pretty much there is about work today. Although I was let off early today, I had to stay all the way till my time is up from tomorrow onwards. I hope it's not so bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-1979614298828638096?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/1979614298828638096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=1979614298828638096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/1979614298828638096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/1979614298828638096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/07/sip-starts.html' title='SIP Starts'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-4501245195041842098</id><published>2008-07-27T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T18:41:11.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internship</title><content type='html'>Internship is starting tomorrow. This is a completely new experience for me because I have never worked as part of a design/production company before (previously I worked as a cheapass waiter and currently as a on-and-off voice actor) But they're doing motion graphics and stuffs!!! I hope I don't screw things up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if that still wasn't enough, we still have to fill out some stupid book! I won't mind it so much, but I'm just worried that I can't remember to fill it out and in turn get anally raped. Aw man...never know that working as an intern would be so much work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the only thing I'll look forward to is my paycheck and all the goodness I can get from it...money money money~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that's it for now. To all interns, good luck on your internship!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-4501245195041842098?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/4501245195041842098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=4501245195041842098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/4501245195041842098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/4501245195041842098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/07/internship.html' title='Internship'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-3854653133981038231</id><published>2008-07-24T19:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T19:15:48.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections + To my friends</title><content type='html'>I was compiling my portfolio for APEL 3 for submission tomorrow, and I came upon something I wrote 2 years back. Ahh the nostalgia...anyway I read through it and realized that I actually wrote this in one of the sections:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I have 100 days left to live, I would like to do the following things:&lt;br /&gt;I'll be spending as much time as I can with my family. I don't want to suffer the same fate as my father, who passed away before coming back home and seeing us for one last time. I'll start writing a will and distribute all the possessions I have to all my family. I do not want anyone else to get hold of my stuffs. I'll tell everyone whom I see as friends that I'm sorry for all the mistakes that I've done in the past and thank them for being a friend to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all sounds really depressing huh...? Haha...well I don't think I need to know that I have 100 days left to live to do all the things above. I guess...I'll start small and take a step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So here's to all my friends and those whom I see as friends even though they know they don't: I'm sorry for all the mistakes I've done in my life. No one is perfect, and I am no exception. The mistakes may be grave or minor, but I will correct them as much as I can if given the chance. Also, thank you all for being my friend. I may not be a perfect friend to you, but to me, you guys are. Thank you for being there for me when I need you, and thank you for everything you've given to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you everyone...without you, my life is a complete shell of emptiness......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-3854653133981038231?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/3854653133981038231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=3854653133981038231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/3854653133981038231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/3854653133981038231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/07/reflections-to-my-friends.html' title='Reflections + To my friends'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-9108708194910967900</id><published>2008-07-22T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T21:59:41.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Kills</title><content type='html'>2 more days and it's the submission day for Advanced 3D Animation. I'm supposed to do a tutorial on a given topic, in my case it's modeling and rigging of mechanical objects. In fact, I'm supposed to be doing it now, but I don't feel like it. It's really tedious, and after this module I think I'm gonna dislike 3D. Yeah I know, then why take this module in the first place? Well who thought it would be so damned advanced??? I should have just taken acting instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway a few more days and it'll be the start of SIP. I thought it's just the usual "go to office, work, time up, go home" kind of thing, but I was so wrong. We had to fill out some stupid book on what we did for the day, reflections, etc etc etc bullshit. What's worse was that I got posted to a company that does things completely different from what I learned: motion graphics. Although it can be considered animation, I'm still new to it, and it'll be such a disgrace for me to go there and find out that I can't do anything at all. I must really buck up and learn some stuffs from Andrew Kramer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHH STRESSSSSSSS......it's killing me from the inside out X___________X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-9108708194910967900?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/9108708194910967900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=9108708194910967900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/9108708194910967900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/9108708194910967900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/07/work-kills.html' title='Work Kills'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-8941604290879245513</id><published>2008-07-19T12:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T12:40:16.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>It hurts to lose someone you love. Everyone knows that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts even more to know that someone you love doesn't/no longer loves you. That might be how I'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not just talking about BGR. I'm also talking about family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If love hurts so much, what's the point in loving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going too far. I don't wanna fall in love again. I don't wanna get involved with someone else's life and complicate my life further anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should just......cut myself off the world and not care about anything. Yeah...it would be better that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-8941604290879245513?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/8941604290879245513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=8941604290879245513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/8941604290879245513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/8941604290879245513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/07/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-619492224834474276</id><published>2008-07-14T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T22:22:26.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no, I'm screwed</title><content type='html'>Peiwen told me that she may not be able to make it because of her hectic schedule once her Uni starts. In other words, she won't be cosplaying Haruhi with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. AM. SCREWED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*desparate mode on*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYONE INTERESTED TO COSPLAY HARUHI WITH ME FOR EOY 2008???????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*desparate mode off*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that's gonna help. I think I'm gonna be alone for EOY again. Aw man just when I thought everything was going well.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-619492224834474276?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/619492224834474276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=619492224834474276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/619492224834474276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/619492224834474276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-no-im-screwed.html' title='Oh no, I&apos;m screwed'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-1573486233303320554</id><published>2008-07-13T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:58:22.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo</title><content type='html'>I think I'm becoming more emo nowadays. Not even a dose of AVGN can make me smile as much as it did last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost a part of my life that I can never get back. I feel very lonely now. I need someone with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But......who will be there....?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-1573486233303320554?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/1573486233303320554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=1573486233303320554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/1573486233303320554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/1573486233303320554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/07/emo.html' title='Emo'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-4962461952247203832</id><published>2008-06-27T01:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T01:32:34.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Recording</title><content type='html'>I had to go to the office today to start my first official work as a voice actor. Although it was a minor character, it was just as tiring. I went out of the way to create a voice as original to the character as possible, and I guess I could say it paid off. In the end, I was dead tired. Man, I didn't know that a voice actor's job is that challenging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have to rest soon. Gotta record Nico Nico Douga tomorrow and go to the office again. Yawn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-4962461952247203832?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/4962461952247203832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=4962461952247203832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/4962461952247203832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/4962461952247203832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-recording.html' title='First Recording'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-5862620533106633249</id><published>2008-06-23T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T21:18:29.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death awaits me</title><content type='html'>I just finished my ComDA stuff. Well at least everything that's supposed to be done by tomorrow. But for some reason I feel that something's missing inside. Ah well, screw it, just get it done and over with and I can rest for the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just became a daimeijin (大名人) on Taiko no Tatsujin DS2. It's gold-plated, so I assume it's the highest rank? If so, wohoo! I can never forget how many oni songs I suffered through in order to get to this rank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently there are a few sentences running in my mind. One of them is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't get people. Never have, never will."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I got that from The World Ends with You, but that's exactly how I feel now. I really don't understand why people do this or that or feel this and that way and whatsoever, it's really tiring to try to understand everyone I know. Which leads me to the next sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I got my values, so you can keep yours, alright?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a little confusing, but no one should tell me what to do in order to please them. Like the sentence says, I got my own values, and that's what makes me different from everyone else, even though it's in a negative way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. Life is so confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-5862620533106633249?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5862620533106633249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=5862620533106633249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/5862620533106633249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/5862620533106633249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/06/death-awaits-me.html' title='Death awaits me'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-664803855738267115</id><published>2008-06-20T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T23:28:34.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hatred for Life</title><content type='html'>I hate my life. I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's never a day when I can just lie on the bed and rest without having to worry about my bloody assignments. I just want a day's worth of rest. When I mean a day i mean 24 hours. Because of the shitload of work I have, I feel like a fucking workaholic. I can't feel my childhood days anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have changed. They're no longer the way they used to be. Why is everything happening so quickly? In fact, too quick for me to digest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ComDA is seriously killing me. I know I've already mentioned this before, but I feel that I'm being tied down by a rope with insanely tight knots. The only way to remove the knot is to cut it, but since I'm being tied down, how the hell can I get hold of the scissors? Even if I can get a scissors, how can I cut it without hurting myself? That exactly how I'm feeling now. Everything single small thing adds up to one big pile of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. HATE. RESEARCH. WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm using the last few hours I have for work to type this out. Somebody please kill me. I don't wanna do ComDA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........I feel like quitting school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-664803855738267115?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/664803855738267115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=664803855738267115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/664803855738267115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/664803855738267115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/06/hatred-for-life.html' title='Hatred for Life'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-330159921638745292</id><published>2008-06-19T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T17:26:47.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fate</title><content type='html'>It seems like I'm fated not to meet her. Or so I think anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Character Design assignment is done. Now I have to focus on ComDA. Sigh. What's there to smile about nowadays...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-330159921638745292?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/330159921638745292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=330159921638745292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/330159921638745292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/330159921638745292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/06/fate.html' title='Fate'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-130074286590721361</id><published>2008-06-18T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T20:46:50.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schoolwork Kills</title><content type='html'>Character Design is easy for me to handle, although I'm a bit lazy when it comes to colouring the little sucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ComDA is killing me. First of all, I have absolutely no idea what to do for my final report. Secondly, even if I DO know what to do, there are very little websites and resources that I can call reliable. Wikipedia is out of the question since it can be edited by anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness ComDA is the last Comm module I have to take for the whole course. But for now, I think I'm gonna shit bricks trying to come up with a concept by Friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-130074286590721361?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/130074286590721361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=130074286590721361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/130074286590721361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/130074286590721361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/06/schoolwork-kills.html' title='Schoolwork Kills'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-5667353474465094355</id><published>2008-06-17T11:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T11:55:59.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's me, the dog or the girl next door</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Cheryl and Faith came over to my house to train Cookie, my dog. When they arrived, it was raining so heavily, even my 2 large umbrellas could not completely protect us from the raging storm. In the end, we were all almost completely drenched, and Faith's laptop even almost got wet. Wow, what's happening with the weather nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the training was pretty good, Cookie, which Cheryl said is a fast learner, learned almost all the basic commands such as sit, stand and down. It was tough to train him at first, but he got through in the end. However, when they left, Cookie was almost back to square one, and so I gave up. My family would not heed anything both Cheryl and I said, so I guess I'll leave it to them and not care. After all, I can't decide everything can I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to Thursday...can't wait~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-5667353474465094355?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5667353474465094355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=5667353474465094355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/5667353474465094355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/5667353474465094355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-me-dog-or-girl-next-door.html' title='It&apos;s me, the dog or the girl next door'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-5632346557164310301</id><published>2008-06-14T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T22:39:33.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Audition</title><content type='html'>Today was the audition for Double Striker. Most of the voice acting pioneer batch went, and it's interesting to know that there are also some other people from the March batch and some outside people auditioning for it as well. Needless to say, I'm very nervous. The moment I started the audition, my heart started pumping like crazy. Gawd, it was really nervous, not to mention that I was audition for some 10-12 year old boy. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side though, Eekeng was there. I thought something had happened to her for the past few days, but the truth is that she was just busy. Wtf. Some kind of niisan I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the audition, 6 of Yatta!10 (Froggy, Melisa, Michelle, Melody-nee, Bryan and me) and Kai went for dinner at a place near the office. I can't believe a small plate of pork ribs cost $1.80! What the hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole thing today, I wonder who will get it. Whoever gets in, I'm happy for them. I know for sure that I won't be in though. Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-5632346557164310301?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5632346557164310301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=5632346557164310301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/5632346557164310301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/5632346557164310301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/06/audition.html' title='Audition'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-5982914639937767763</id><published>2008-06-12T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:53:24.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing</title><content type='html'>For some reason I'm getting a feeling that I'm starting to lose everything I hold dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many things have been happening lately. I'm getting stressed out. Someone please put me out of my misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my girlfriend even though I just met her this afternoon. I feel bad for what happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my little sister that I declared so less than a week ago. Somehow I feel that I'm annoying her too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times when I have lots of fun things to do at home and not worry about anything. Now, I can't seem to do anything productive and soon I'll be working as an intern. Not to mention the heavy load of stress that I'm getting from the company that I wanna work at. Talk about having made to do something that you're not good at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss being happy. Somehow I can't smile much nowadays. Something must be wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get rid of this mindset of mine. I have to get rid of all the unhappiness inside of me. I have to stop thinking about what others think of me. I have to stop worrying so much about people that may not even know the fact that I'm missing them every single second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to change...but how...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I call her...? Or should I just wait till Saturday and talk to her face to face...? My mind's in a whirl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life really gets tougher the more matured you become...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-5982914639937767763?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5982914639937767763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=5982914639937767763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/5982914639937767763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/5982914639937767763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/06/losing.html' title='Losing'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-5597008880894504214</id><published>2008-05-26T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T00:50:32.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing</title><content type='html'>There's actually pretty much nothing to blog about for today except......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;StreetFest '08 wasn't really what I expected it to be. To be honest it was kind of a letdown. Phails everywhere D= *facepalm*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-5597008880894504214?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5597008880894504214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=5597008880894504214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/5597008880894504214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/5597008880894504214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/05/nothing.html' title='Nothing'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-219391311676015657</id><published>2008-05-21T13:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T14:07:02.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Audition</title><content type='html'>Speaking of which, I was told that there will be a mini audition for 1000 Stars and Squalls after our training at the end of June, so that they can finalize the cast and fit us to our proper characters. This is probably a wise thing for the company to do since they want the best out of this animation, but what about us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have mentioned before, I was really happy to know that I was selected to voice the main character Kouji, but now with this mini audition coming up, my confidence wavers. It's not that I'm a cowardly faggot who fears failure itself, it's just...if this is gonna happen, then what's the point of having an audition in March in the first place? Come to think of it, none of the cast are not from outside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is currently my one and only way to earn money to at least support myself, and if I ended up getting selected to be the sub-character, I won't be able to earn much! Okay I'm admit, I'm really scared that I'll lose my role...this is very important to me, it's like my life, if I lost it, I'm as good as nothing. I know many people will say, "there's always a next time" and things like that. I agree too, but I can't wait. "Time waits for no one", and if I miss this opportunity, there WON'T be a next time. I have to get it done by the time I enter the army or there'll be no hope for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit, Dempster, why are you such a useless fag...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-219391311676015657?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/219391311676015657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=219391311676015657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/219391311676015657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/219391311676015657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/05/mini-audition.html' title='Mini Audition'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-182328277792878593</id><published>2008-05-21T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T00:12:40.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Moon</title><content type='html'>There was a red moon today. I don't know if it's a good thing or not, but it certainly looks scary. For some reason, it turn yellow again later. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally submitted my DesTi2 assignment today! Now I can finally take a break from school and do what I wanna do! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-182328277792878593?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/182328277792878593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=182328277792878593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/182328277792878593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/182328277792878593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/05/red-moon.html' title='Red Moon'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-7558098996154161634</id><published>2008-05-19T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T14:48:43.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit Happens</title><content type='html'>Shit happens to everyone, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got scolded by Enomoto-san on Saturday. Became really emo after that. If it weren't for Yatta!10 and the taxi driver whom I was fated to meet, along with Melody-nee and Emily, I would still be emo now so, thanks everyone. You guys are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda surprised that I played quite well in Guitar Hero with the guitar controller at Shandy's dad's place. I managed to nail some parts I normally couldn't. Wow I'm really improving. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's finally the holidays. Although it's only for two weeks (stupid Moses for not giving us our June holidays), I guess it's enough for me to take a good break from all the shit in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the submission day for DesTi2, so I still have to go back to school. Sigh, so boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-7558098996154161634?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/7558098996154161634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=7558098996154161634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/7558098996154161634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/7558098996154161634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/05/shit-happens.html' title='Shit Happens'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-2936760432209528880</id><published>2008-05-15T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T19:49:07.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X_________X</title><content type='html'>Animation2's killing me. Thank goodness our work is finally finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DesTi2's next. Hopefully I can finish it by tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, my friend bought me an Optimus Prime figurine last Sunday for my birthday. I know it's already over, but still yeah. He looks awesome, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0751.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 420px; height: 314px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_0751.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prime~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0753.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 419px; height: 312px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_0753.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prime transformed~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I've been causing a lot of shit to the people around me. It wasn't like that before. What the hell is happening to me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........someone kill me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-2936760432209528880?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/2936760432209528880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=2936760432209528880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2936760432209528880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2936760432209528880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/05/xx.html' title='X_________X'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-8031113302358663450</id><published>2008-05-08T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T12:23:01.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unhappy rant</title><content type='html'>First there was peanut butter and jam. Not a very good combination, but it was still popular. Then came Space Jam. This film was very popular for its combination of live-action and animation; even I enjoyed every second of it. Now, Singapore proudly presents their latest creation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAFFIC JAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I was being sarcastic, but the jams in Singapore are really horrible and scary. I was stuck on the road for 2 hours with my ass stuck on the chair and almost no free movement at all. It was really uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internet has been really slow these days. I know there has been this thing about global warming, but this is ridiculous! I can't even watch some videos on YouTube in school or even upload pictures to Blogger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brighter side though, Yong Cherng bought me a Haruhi handphone pouch today!!! Although it's quite cheap, I still can't thank him enough~ now I can keep my phone scratch-free and be able to see Haruhi at the same time~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0727.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_0727.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" style="width: 235px; height: 316px"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay end of rant. Whew. Now back to more work &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-8031113302358663450?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/8031113302358663450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=8031113302358663450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/8031113302358663450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/8031113302358663450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/05/unhappy-rant.html' title='Unhappy rant'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-2287543264845719905</id><published>2008-05-07T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T22:34:23.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Rant</title><content type='html'>I need more time. I need more time. I need more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that it's getting awfully hot here in Singapore? I suspect it's global warming. I sweat even when I'm sleeping in buses and MRTs! It could be global warming or SMRT just isn't earning enough to increase the strength of their air-cons. C'mon, everyone, let's do our part to prevent global warming! D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm running out of time. No, I'm not dying. I just don't have enough time to do anything anymore. My time at home is also cut short. Now, I've been leaving the house early and reaching home later that usual. Weekdays, no choice, there's school. Saturday, there's voice acting class, so that can't be helped. Even Sundays, I have KHK rehearsal. There's rarely any time for me to take a nice rest at home. I just want my 24 hours of free time! D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animation 2 and DesTi 2: not a good combination of modules. I have to do 2 animations and submit within the next 2 weeks. There isn't much for me to do for animation 2 because I just have to handle the video, post editing and the special effects part, all of which I'm almost done with. The problem is DesTi 2, which I'm having problems planning with the animation part of my interstitial. Die die die~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's my interview at 77-star for internship. Resume's done, so all I need to do is to organise my portfolio. I hope I get in...I can't stand sitting around and doing nothing anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting really tired. I want to sleep. I want my usual 8 hours of sleep back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, a message to Froggy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shit happens to everyone, so don't worry too much as we're all in this together. I know you treat me very differently from others in a bad way, but I don't really take it to heart sometimes. No matter what happens, I still see you as a friend, and I'll do my best to help you in whatever way I can. Take care and stay happy, alright? I sometimes fear seeing your overly-serious face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, you don't have to see yourself as a leader that strictly for animation 2. Just have fun with the production and nothing bad will happen. Of course, responsibility will still be there, but fun and passion is still the most important. I was once a leader myself and I've been through all kinds of shit, so I just thought I'd share some of my personal tips to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay happy, my fellow seiyuu and animator! May we shine the world with our works!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I never thought my message is that long. Oh well, my entries are almost always long anyway. I just love typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn* Interview.................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-2287543264845719905?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/2287543264845719905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=2287543264845719905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2287543264845719905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2287543264845719905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-rant.html' title='Random Rant'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-6171727119697787178</id><published>2008-05-06T23:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T12:19:45.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday~</title><content type='html'>Today's my birthday!!! Yeah I know, it's not a big deal to many, but it is to me. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started off as usual: go to school, work on this and that, blah blah blah. My group managed to finish everything that's needed for video and audio. Well, almost all for audio anyway. I also finished recording my audio for my DesTi2 assignment. After listening to my own voice for a few times, I got more and more intrigued into thinking about how my final animation would look like. I hope it's awesome. Anyways Nick announced to the people in the 3D lab that it's my birthday today and Froggy sang Happy Birthday. It was an awkward moment, but at least there are some people who still remember my birthday, unlike those times in secondary school......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that went over to Parkway Parade to meet Aly. We walked around for a while, looked at some random stuffs and Aly bought some bread from Four Leaves before we headed for Tampines Mall, where we met Faith, Grace, Meiying and Vicki. We went to Swenson's for dinner and all of them gave me a fantastic looking dog tag with my name carved on one side and the words "voice actor" on the other! I was really touched that they support me all the way on my path to being a voice actor...='D They even got a banana split with a candle on top called the "firehouse" or whatever for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 316px; height: 235px;" src="http://img357.imageshack.us/img357/9910/dsc01091tu3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The awesome looking "Firehouse"~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0734.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_0734.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" style="width: 235px; height: 316px"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name~! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0738.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_0738.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" style="width: 235px; height: 316px"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other side, with the words "voice actor"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, I found out on the bill that the total cost for the 6 of us was over 90 dollars! Whoa! I felt bad enough having dinner in Swenson's, but now I feel even worse about the fact that I don't have to/can't pay! Sob sob...ah well, food with these group of friends are the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was around 9.30pm or so when we met Keita for a short while before departing. Although it was short, today was the best birthday I ever had in my life. And I mean it, not even my past birthdays are as awesome as this. Okay, tomorrow will be hell again, so gotta go sleep~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna wear the dog tag tomorrow onwards =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot to my dear Aly, Faith, Vicki, Grace, Meiying and Cheryl! You guys really made my day =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-6171727119697787178?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/6171727119697787178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=6171727119697787178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/6171727119697787178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/6171727119697787178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/05/birthday.html' title='Birthday~'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-1173779213030373526</id><published>2008-04-05T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T19:46:58.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>信じられない...</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it. I mean, I really can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the audition day for the voice actors'/actresses' roles for the animation in Singapore called "1000 Stars and Squalls (&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;千の星とスコール)".  The first part of the audition was script reading. In other words, we were given a script from the animation and read it according to the footage  shown. So that means that timing is very important. The second part of the audition was  a special talent showcase with a limit of 5 minutes. Here you showcase whatever talent you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached the Japanese Association of Singapore (JAS), we met up with the other classmates in the voice acting class. Aidil and I were the only ones who brought our guitars. Before our turns, we were all practising very hard and also doing a lot of crazy things to prevent ourselves from killing ourselves due to extreme boredom. When my turn was drawing near, I got more and more nervous. I guess that's common since it's in everyone's blood to be nervous. We were given the choice to do either the Japanese script or the English script. Extra me, of course, chose to do the Japanese script because I find that I can voice much better in Japanese than in English. My biggest weakness was that if I try to read the script that was written in Hiragana, I would stumble on my words and waste my effort. What I did was to write out the Romaji for every character and read from there. I feel that it's much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my turn came. As nervous as always, I stepped into the audition room with my guitar and my script for the special talent. Yes, what I did for the special talent section was playing on my guitar, showcasing my ability to switch between mine, Kyon's and Kurogane's voice, singing in a voice other than mine, and dancing. All went well except some rare occasions that I stumbled on a word or chord, but ah no matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everyone has gone for the audition, it was lunchtime. Our lunch is a Japanese buffet provided by the JAS, and needless to say, the food was FANTASTIC. The funny thing is that my plate is the only plate that has over 95% brown colour and very little traces of green. In other words, I ate mostly meat. Haha. Oh well, what to do? I'm still a kid XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we decided to play around some more to kill time, and by the time the clock struck 3, I was really tired. I sat down and was thinking about resting when Enomoto-san came in and told us the results of the audition were out. He also announced the best speaker, best team and the most creative team for the voice acting presentation held last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the commotion, it's on to the audition room where the roles will be announced. By that time my heart was racing like crazy, and I almost went out of breath. Once inside, we sat down as the judges announced the roles. There were three categories: the supporting characters, the sub characters and last but not least, the main characters. We were told that 13 people were selected to be in the cast for 1000 Stars and Squalls. The ones from my class who got in were Shandy, Melody, Nadiah, Aidil, Froggy and Melisa. I thought I was done for and would go back disappointed as I had lost all hope, but I was wrong. There was still one more person not yet announced, and that person is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was selected to be the voice actor for Kouji, the main male protagonist!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly to note though, some people said I sounded like Wada Kouji when I sang his songs, and now I'm doing Kouji's voice. I'm pretty sure this is just a coincidence. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stunned to hear about it, but of course happy. I've not told my family about this news yet, but I will soon. I hope I can do a good job to make my character come alive. The same goes for everyone else in the cast. And for those who didn't get in, don't be sad, all of you will definitely get the chance. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that being said, I now have to worry about tomorrow...Kouhakuuuuuuuuuu~~~&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-1173779213030373526?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/1173779213030373526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=1173779213030373526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/1173779213030373526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/1173779213030373526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='信じられない...'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-5693368984986968041</id><published>2008-04-02T17:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T18:32:32.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sadness + Anger = Not very good" Rant</title><content type='html'>Really sad. And angry. Let me elaborate why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days ago was my voice acting lesson's presentation. I did an election speech of Martin Luther King Jr.'s "I have a dream". My partner, Nadiah, had to cut a lot of the speech in order to accommodate for the 5 minute time limit. All went well during the speech, but after that, I was told by Keith, my teacher, that the results were quite disappointing, mainly because I sounded more like I was reading from the script than giving a speech that was full of impact and emotion. And to top it up, I wasn't wearing the appropriate outfit. Wait a second, I thought it was voice acting class? Now what, it has become a public speaking class? What the heck is going on???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, presentation aside, yesterday my mum started working as a Chinese Mixed Veggie stall vendor in a primary school along with my cousin and aunt. It's a really good thing because then my mum won't have to stay home and not do anything, but instead do some activities outside of home. It may be tough, but hey, at least it's better than nothing. One drawback of these whole deal is that another "cousin" (I can't even call this WOMAN my cousin because hell, why should I respect her if she doesn't respect us and herself?) is ALSO working at the same primary school as a Drinks stall vendor. When I first found out that she's working there, I thought to myself "shit, something awful's gonna happen". Never did I know I was so god damned right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my mum, sis and sis-in-law got back from work today, I found out that they didn't earn much today. Why? Because when the kids bought food from the Chinese Mixed Veggie stall and went over to the Drinks stall to buy drinks, the woman asked "how much is this?" And kids, being the naive and innocent kids they are, told her the price. She went "what? so expensive?" That was the last straw and I blew up (not literally). I mean, geez, why is it her FREAKING business to know whether the food my family sell is expensive or not? Here's the reason why I think she's doing that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wants my family to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I may be harsh here, but that's exactly how I feel about this whole situation. A few days ago, I also found out from my mum and sis-in-law that that woman's daughter, which so happens to be my so called "niece", dismissed the fact that my family keeps a dog as "poor people trying to be like others by keeping a dog". HELLOOOOOOO!!! Does it matter to you whether we keep a dog or not? Where is your freaking respect??? Since that's the case, I dismissed my comment about her as well. I told my mum and sis-in-law: "If I were so desperate to have sex, I'd rather screw my dog than her because the moment my prick touches her you-know-what, it'll rot and explode immediately!" Once again, I may sound really harsh and offensive here, but hell, with a "cousin" and "niece" like this, who needs enemies? Gawd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would really love to go to the school personally and scold the freaking SHIT out of that woman to STFU and mind her own damn business. Someone should really make her freaking wake up and realize she CAN'T, and I repeat, she freaking CAN'T work in the F&amp;amp;B business! Her poor management will only get the better of her and everyone else around her! If she wants to fail, then do so ALONE, and NOT drag my family into it! What a bloody douche bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a situation like this, I really hope that I can pass the audition for this Saturday and earn at least some pocket money so that my family won't have to worry about me. Sighs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-5693368984986968041?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5693368984986968041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=5693368984986968041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/5693368984986968041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/5693368984986968041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/04/sadness-anger-not-very-good-rant.html' title='&quot;Sadness + Anger = Not very good&quot; Rant'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-7056020944362753384</id><published>2008-03-28T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T22:13:12.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time</title><content type='html'>After deciding to check on my blog to see how dead it is, I'm actually surprised that so many "me"s love my blog so much to spam on the tagboard, thanks man =) Sorry Keit, for not updating my blog because I don't have much to update and I'm lazy, and yes rayray, I know who you are =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently down with a sore throat so I'm trying my best to stay away from food that will potentially harm my throat even more. I need to keep my voice in top shape so that I can do well for voice acting and Kohaku. Man, the stress I'm getting myself into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got myself addicted to Tetris again recently and I decided to beat my own record, which I did, but I was still not satisfied. Why? Because I played for 5 freaking hours and I only managed to get 10089448! I seriously wonder how long Utada Hikaru took to reach the score of 99999999, but however long it is, I really respect her for having a great and powerful voice and superb skills in Tetris. And I'm also serious about the fact that Tetris improves your speed in thinking. I used to be so slow and always died at level 11, but now I'm able to get to level 300 plus without dying. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I've not said anything about Kohaku yet. Basically Kohaku is a song battle between two teams, red and white, to see which team has the better singers. I watched the Japanese Kohaku a few times before and I thought it was cool, but I didn't expect Singapore to actually organise a Kohaku on her own, and it's been going on for a few years. So I decided to join this year's with the songs Byakuya ~True Light~, Hikari no Shiruetto and Maggaare Spectacle. I got through with no problem, but the song chosen was Maggaare Spectacle. It's a very interesting song to sing to, and thanks to Suzumiya Haruhi no Gekisou, there actually is a dance for the chorus part, which is amazingly cool. Now all I need to do is to find green/white blazers, white shirt and black/white pants. Oh, and also a cheap bendable metal spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audition for 1000 Stars and Squalls is in a week's time. Gotta pull myself together and think of something for the 5 minutes of special talent showcase!!! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, recently I'm starting to pick up guitar again, particularly the electric guitar. Ever since the last jamming session with Aly, Faith, Cheryl, Vicki, Meng and Grace, I started to fall in love with the E guitar again. I hope I can save up enough money to get one and practise at home without having to waste money to go to jamming studios and play at a limited time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I'll update up to here. More may be up soon. Hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-7056020944362753384?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/7056020944362753384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=7056020944362753384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/7056020944362753384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/7056020944362753384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/03/long-time.html' title='Long time'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-5407063018937057477</id><published>2008-01-09T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T00:41:54.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guitar Hero BANG</title><content type='html'>Recently I've been addicted to Guitar Hero III. For the people out there who have no freaking clue what it is, it's something like Guitar Freaks; you press the fret buttons and strum on the pick lever to play the note. Sounds simple? Not if you've heard of Through the Fire and Flames by DragonForce. Yes this song is in GH3 and it's so kickass. Trying to master it on normal mode with a normal PS2 controller is killer. Really killer. Guitar rolls are so damn hard to perform, you might as well not play it if you're a perfectionist. I WANT THE FRIGGIN GUITAR HERO CONTROLLERRRRRR D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got sunburned since last Saturday and my forehead felt like melted cheese. The layer of skin was so dry that it was so tight and uncomfortable. The good thing is that the skin layer is now peeling; the bad news is that it HURTS!!! I'll give a big OUCH again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and public speaking is fun =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-5407063018937057477?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5407063018937057477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=5407063018937057477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/5407063018937057477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/5407063018937057477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2008/01/guitar-hero-bang.html' title='Guitar Hero BANG'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-3473903682294756116</id><published>2007-12-22T13:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T13:36:16.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voice acting desu?</title><content type='html'>Went with Froggy and Nina to Tanjong Pagar yesterday to meet Sunami-san. It was a little nerve-wrecking at first because I was gonna meet a Japanese (I always get nervous when I meet Japanese o_o), but after a while I was able to converse with him a little in Japanese as we walked to his office in Singapore Conference Hall. The reason we went there is because of the explanatory session for this new voice acting course in Singapore. I was told that each level has 16 lessons, $1000 in total x___x that's a hell lot of money!!! Luckily we can pay on a monthly basis, which means $250 a month...whew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I showed Sunami-san and Enomoto-san some of my audio samples and they said that I have a good voice! o_o If I remember correctly, I think they said I can start auditioning after I've completed Level 1! I was so happy to hear that! I guess I'm one step closer to being a voice actor! Froggy and I also showed some of our drawings to them and they said they were nice! We're really........happy XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three of us have already signed up for this course for next February, so all we have to do is to find a part time job to earn us enough money to go for this course. It's 2 months away and it seems so short! I can't wait...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seiyuu no hikari! Here I come!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-3473903682294756116?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/3473903682294756116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=3473903682294756116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/3473903682294756116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/3473903682294756116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2007/12/voice-acting-desu.html' title='Voice acting desu?'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-7815552222038883090</id><published>2007-12-04T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T21:25:40.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>I'm starting work tomorrow...actually it's more like a training for this week. Since I'll be working as a data entry post for this month, proper training is required to ensure I can handle the work with efficiency. Though I can, no doubt, type well, I do make a lot of mistakes as well, and some of the time is actually wasted backspacing. Also, I find the rubber-made ASWD on the office keyboards a bit uncomfortable. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only good thing I look forward to is the pay day. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-7815552222038883090?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/7815552222038883090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=7815552222038883090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/7815552222038883090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/7815552222038883090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2007/12/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-2661063106384723282</id><published>2007-12-04T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T00:56:38.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selfishness</title><content type='html'>I know I'm in the wrong for being selfish and I also know you don't understand me well, but could you at least spare a thought for how I feel? I mean, do you know that I worry for you whenever you leave for USA? I don't know if I've not conveyed the message well or you're just too oblivious to the fact, but whenever you're in USA our chances of communication are limited. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Because of the time difference&lt;br /&gt;2. Obviously we can't call each other&lt;br /&gt;3. Same goes for SMSing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I know I can't feel you close to me I get worried. I'm afraid something might happen to you. Which is why I always tell you to take care of yourself. But the thing is that you never listen. Why...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-2661063106384723282?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/2661063106384723282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=2661063106384723282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2661063106384723282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2661063106384723282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2007/12/selfishness.html' title='Selfishness'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-2655585212186759759</id><published>2007-12-03T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T00:41:16.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How many days?</title><content type='html'>How many days has it been...since Aly has left Tucson for the Grand Canyon? About 2 days...and it'll definitely be a stupid thing to deny that I'm not worried for her. I mean, Grand Canyon is a really big place and there's no knowing what will happen. I know I'm a freaking big worrywart, but really...if you know that someone you love so much will not be having any ways of contact with you for three whole days you will be wondering how that person is doing, and in turn, worry. Gawd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-2655585212186759759?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/2655585212186759759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=2655585212186759759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2655585212186759759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2655585212186759759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2007/12/how-many-days.html' title='How many days?'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-7672390723668453389</id><published>2007-11-30T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T13:42:33.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vocaloid~</title><content type='html'>I just got Vocaloid 2 today! It's a voice synthesizer program that allows you to input characters in certain notes and the program will sing it for you! The version that I got was Hatsune Miku, so she can only sing Japanese characters, but that doesn't really matter for me =) Vocaloid 2 is an interesting program, but the interface is tedious and confusing, especially if you're not using a Japanese language computer (everything comes out as ????) I did a very weird thing with it today and made Miku sing Singapore's National Anthem! No music though xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've successfully burned a copy of Gradius V yesterday! The graphics are much better than last time's and the gameplay is equally hard O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also burned a copy of Persona 3 Fes so I can find out what the true ending really is! Also, you can play as either the Main Character (Arisato Minato, for my case) and Aegis! It's all in Japanese though, and there's no know when the American version will come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keita always says I'm lovesick because I think about Aly so much, but can't be blamed. I really do miss her and since she's in USA now, the only way to talk to her is via MSN and she just went offline. Mr. Three Weeks, please go away soon......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-7672390723668453389?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/7672390723668453389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=7672390723668453389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/7672390723668453389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/7672390723668453389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2007/11/vocaloid.html' title='Vocaloid~'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-5584935534933267514</id><published>2007-11-28T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T22:50:49.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's off...</title><content type='html'>Well, Aly's flown off to America for three weeks. After seeing her off I was trying my hardest not to cry at all. I guess that will come to no avail because I can feel that my tears are coming out soon...I guess I'll let it all out after my whole family's asleep. I won't want them to see my swollen eyes...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aly asked me if I want anything for Christmas. I told her I want this, I want that, etc, but those are just merely "wants". It should be corrected to "What do I NEED for Christmas?" The answer is really really simple: I need her to come back to me safe and sound and tell me that she's alright...that is, and will be, my wish for every Christmas so long as we're around in this world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it looks like I'll be able to continue singing again! Someone by the name of BGCFAN sent me 2 songs for me to sing. One of them is called "Brothers" from Fullmetal Alchemist, which is also the song you're listening to in this blog, only that it will be the English version. I've sung it a few times just now, but it didn't come out well, and there are some times where I almost cried. The lyrics are just so....well...nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright fine, I'm being emo now...I really miss her a lot...I hope nothing happens to her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...how I wish 3 weeks pass by quickly so I won't have to suffer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-5584935534933267514?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/5584935534933267514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=5584935534933267514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/5584935534933267514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/5584935534933267514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2007/11/shes-off.html' title='She&apos;s off...'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-6151554884845113272</id><published>2007-11-20T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:07:18.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rainy Day</title><content type='html'>Today didn't really start with a rain, but it did rain at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was THE day: Scriptwriting Essentials Presentation for the corporate video. My group was doing on the Singapore Season which would be held in New York (I'm not too sure if it's true though). I was so worried before our turn, I went to the toilet twice. Yeah my stomach gets groggy when I get really nervous. I guess you can call that "having butterflies in your stomach"? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the presentation went kinda okay, but what really had be worried was the Q&amp;amp;A session. I was afraid that I would screw up. Thank goodness I didn't though, but something made me Facepalm more than once. That Ivan said a lot of things (something that's really out of the norm), 70% of which didn't make sense. I mean, Singapore Season is an event that promotes Singapore's artistic aspects, so why would we wanna include things like low crime rate and housing in Singapore? That's not all. What really made me Facepalm and banged my head against the wall was the 2 words that he always uses to "cut tension".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Never mind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, those were the 2 words. It's so anti-climax that everyone just groaned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The presentations were really long and in the end, we were only let off at 4.40pm, 1 and a half hours later than our scheduled 3pm! I was really hungry and tired by then, so I went to have lunch with Benjamin. I admit that that was my second plate of Chicken Cutlet. I really couldn't help it...there weren't any good looking food at the Chinese Food store...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after lunch, I went to the audio room to start working on our final assignment. The video quality wasn't really good, so we had to compromise. There were some issues during the time we were working on the assignment, but I won't go into that. (Sorry Joshua)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to a realisation today: For a friend you gain, you lose another. This occurred to me when I was taking the bus home. I won't talk much about it, but yeah, that's what I understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, it rained when I was walking home, in the exact same way as the time I walked home on a bad day, only that I didn't feel bad or anything. The bottom of my jeans and my shoes were completely soaked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I almost forgot to say something important. A few days back, my chinchilla Yuan Yuan injured her left leg and she's still on the road to recovery. On the day I saw her leg, I was like "Oh my god". A portion of her feet had the skin holding the fur completely scraped off. It pains me just to see that. Imagine your skin coming off. Ouch. I hope she recovers quickly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-6151554884845113272?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/6151554884845113272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=6151554884845113272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/6151554884845113272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/6151554884845113272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2007/11/rainy-day.html' title='A Rainy Day'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-6300817723399252877</id><published>2007-11-17T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T01:10:41.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REAL LONG TIME</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know it's been a hell long time since I've updated my blog, and I have absolutely no idea why I updated it. This blog, if you see at the time, is supposed to be yesterday's entry, but it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't a good day for me. Things have been happening left, right and centre for me and it's really unbearable. Firstly, Grace messaged me and told me that her dad wanted her to go for some Japanese class, and because of the potential clashing of times, may not be able to work part-time along with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOM. One hope dashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, Aliyana called me and told me that Vicki couldn't make it tomorrow for the radio recording. I was so looking forward to it, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOUBLE BOOM. Another hope gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I was also looking forward to tomorrow's outing, which had to be cancelled last minute because everyone was busy. In the end I might have to go out with Aliyana alone. It may sound like a good thing, but not when anything is planned. No, not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG BOOM. My life is miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe these things may seem trivial to many, but for those who understand me well enough (which I'm sure is a complete zero), I hate things that happen last minute because it creates a lot of trouble for people. I don't like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-6300817723399252877?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/6300817723399252877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=6300817723399252877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/6300817723399252877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/6300817723399252877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2007/11/real-long-time.html' title='REAL LONG TIME'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-3084339544725946314</id><published>2007-09-28T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T01:39:45.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wtf</title><content type='html'>Next block, starting from 1st October: Film Language from 12 to 3 and Video Editing from 6 to 9. All I can say about this combination and "selection" of modules is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...WTF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-3084339544725946314?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/3084339544725946314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=3084339544725946314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/3084339544725946314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/3084339544725946314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2007/09/wtf.html' title='Wtf'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-7673062076031079386</id><published>2007-09-24T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T00:49:23.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yumi Pong's Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>Today was a real fun day because we celebrated Yumi Pong's birthday! First I met Fiona, Mark, Nick and Kong at Bedok Interchange in the afternoon and had our lunch there (I must say I really missed the fried carrot cake there...man it really brought back memories...haha). After eating we went over to where Froggy, Hafiz and Rino were and we took bus 40 to Matt's house. There, we prepared the surprise for Yumi. We blew tons of helium balloons and scattered them all over the room. We then waited for Yumi to come, then gave her a big popping surprise! We gave then her our birthday presents (I drew her a picture of Jack Skellington). After a lot of crazing around with balloons, we started going high on helium! I sucked in a lot and was very amazed with my high  donald ducky voice (yeah this was my first time sucking in helium so I'm not sure if it's harmful)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the craziness, we went to Cold Storage to get the stuffs for bbq, then headed over to East Coast Park. It was a very long walk, and it was already 6 plus when we went there. Anyways we got ready for the bbq and started cooking away~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time I ate a lot for the bbq. There were ham, hotdogs, chicken wings and so much more! I got kinda full after eating a number of chicken wings. I guess it was because of the drinks though. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Yumi gave me a porn calendar for next year. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-7673062076031079386?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/7673062076031079386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=7673062076031079386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/7673062076031079386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/7673062076031079386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2007/09/yumi-pongs-birthday-celebration.html' title='Yumi Pong&apos;s Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-1350693718459338780</id><published>2007-09-18T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T00:02:28.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Audio Recording</title><content type='html'>Today was a very fun day! I went to school at 12 to help Froggy with some recording, but she only arrived at 1.30 o_o anyway Nina came along as well. I was recording "Butterfly" before they came so my throat wasn't already in a good condition. We started off with dancing the Hare Hare Yukai Dance (Froggy always does that whenever we're in the audio room XD) We managed to teach Nina some of the important parts of the dance so we can all dance during the Hare Hare Yukai dance session with Zen, Wayne, and maybe some other people another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went crazy with all the recordings, the most time taken by "Butterfly". We decided to do a trio version of it and split the song up into different parts so all of us have a fair share of the song. It went quite well, and we were all pleased with the outcome! Since we're all crazy people (XD), we used my handphone to record our so called "MTV" (unfortunately we couldn't edit anything because apparently I lost my After Effects to a spyware and Windows Movie Makes does not accept 3GP files). Like always, we all had a lot of fun. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recording, we went home. I reached home only at about 8 plus and bathed and had dinner. I then started recording my own verion of "Butterfly" and I was more or less pleased with the outcome as well. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, now I'm addicted to "Butterfly" XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-1350693718459338780?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/1350693718459338780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=1350693718459338780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/1350693718459338780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/1350693718459338780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2007/09/audio-recording.html' title='Audio Recording'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-1812337981069235512</id><published>2007-09-17T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T17:34:31.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2-in-1</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Sunday, which was the day for Terry Fox Run! I had to wake up early because we had to meet at 6. So I woke up at 4 and got ready and left the house at 5. Because there is no MRT or bus at 5, I took a taxi with Rino and Terence and went straight for VivoCity. It was raining even before we got there and taxi fare was $28.80!!! Even though each of us paid $10, I could still feel my heart breaking into a million pieces. I mean, man...that's a real lot of money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we reached VivoCity and then Sentosa at 7.30. We got to our destination and stood there while the runners ran past us. At first we were standing like trees by the roadside, clapping as they ran by. After a while, we got bored and started to Hi-five them XD. Oh yeah, did I mention that the food that Regent Hotel provided sucks? There was the cold and dry bee hoon, a horrible-tasting energy drink, a much better orange juice, and a slice of cake which is practically the best food in the package, and a non-eaten apple. Yeah, the breakfast was horrible, and I went home with an almost empty stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, moving on to today, I went to the temple with my sis today for prayers. After praying, we went home for some piping hot vegetarian porridge and a cute dumpling. Well, nothing much happened today, other than the fact that I finished recording "Aerial" and my part for "Dreams". Hm...I wonder...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-1812337981069235512?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/1812337981069235512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=1812337981069235512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/1812337981069235512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/1812337981069235512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2007/09/2-in-1.html' title='2-in-1'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-3397602206930273465</id><published>2007-09-14T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T01:42:23.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAN!!!</title><content type='html'>I went lan-gaming with Kong, Mark, Nick, Ben, Rino and Haris at Paradiz today. It was really really fun! In fact, it's the most fun lan-gaming session I've ever had in my life! Although we played only Counter Strike for three whole hours, it was filled with A LOT of laughing!!! Halfway through playing, we started in a map with a lot of Artic sniper rifles, and that's our only weapon for the map. The objective is to shoot each other down (duh). The thing is, Kong topped this game with 100 frags at first, so we all decided to kill him off first. Mark decided to rename himself as "Target_sotong", then came things like "eatsotong" and my "KILL SOTONG". After a while, Nick changed his name to "Naomi" and we laughed while playing (in fact we laughed all the 3 hours). Following that, the whole terrorist team changed their names to something that resembles "kill naomi". After that, the naming thing went haywire with craziness as names like "chickenchop, chickencutlet, Jupiter Uncle, shahul, MUTHU, bangla" and a lot more crazier names came up. I laughed my ass off until my stomach hurts like hell and I almost couldn't play anymore! It was really hilarious! Although the 3 hours cost $6, it was really worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to McDonald's for lunch later (Haris and Rino were fasting so they went off somewhere else to look around). After lunch, it was back to school because of the meeting for this Sunday's Terry Fox Run. Man, I have to reach the carpark opposite VivoCity at 6!!! I'm soooo gonna fall asleep zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-3397602206930273465?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/3397602206930273465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=3397602206930273465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/3397602206930273465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/3397602206930273465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2007/09/lan.html' title='LAN!!!'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-379603327706592559</id><published>2007-09-13T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T23:11:15.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAYS!!!</title><content type='html'>YEAHHH!!!!! PCOMD AND DESTI1 IS FINALLY OVER!!! IT'S FINALLY THE HOLIDAYS!!! I CAN FINALLY SLACK!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...or can I? I have to work on Project Delta soon, I've taken a break from it from too long!!! &gt;.&lt; The sad thing about it is that I don't have anything to work on, and I have absolutely no inspirations or anything to start working. Ah well, since my holidays is two weeks long, I'm sure I can meet up with Chee Yuen one day to carry on with the discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got two spare DS Lite styli yesterday! It's thicker and much easier to hold that the DS styli and I love it! Now I can finally played touch-screen games on my DS without damaging the touch screen! One bad thing though: my touch screen is wayyyyyy off calibration and trying to calibrate it is impossible. I guess I'll have to get a DS Lite after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks of holidays...I wonder what I can do...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-379603327706592559?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/379603327706592559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=379603327706592559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/379603327706592559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/379603327706592559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2007/09/holidays.html' title='HOLIDAYS!!!'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-8863955958746267374</id><published>2007-09-13T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T00:48:53.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the END!!!</title><content type='html'>YES!!! After a long struggle, my PcomD and DesTi1 is finally over! Of course, I submitted the DesTi1 assignment early so that doesn't really count XD but hey, I now have nothing much to do! Rejoice! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the beginning of the month of Ramadan, the month where all Muslims fast and, in a sense, "turn holy". Lol. I'm wondering if I should fast along with my classmates since it's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A good way to save money&lt;br /&gt;2. A good way to lose weight&lt;br /&gt;3. I have nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll definitely go for option 1 since it's easy to accomplish, but option 2...a little hard since I get hungry REAL easily, and option 3? Forget about it XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday is the Terry Fox Run. I've never heard of this event before. Maybe it's gonna be like the Big Walk? I don't know. Ah well, I'll find out on Friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-8863955958746267374?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/8863955958746267374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=8863955958746267374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/8863955958746267374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/8863955958746267374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-end.html' title='It&apos;s the END!!!'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-2924734951778009548</id><published>2007-09-10T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T23:37:45.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another tiring day</title><content type='html'>Another tiring day...in fact it's always tiring...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 6 again today, this time Froggy called me. O_O yeah she called me. I woke up, answered her call, hung up and fell asleep again. I only woke up at about 7 and quicky got ready. I thought I was able to reach school on time today, but goodness, was I so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 3 buses when I reached the bus stop. The bus at the front had so many passengers it got kinda stuck there for a while. In the end the bus at the back honked and the bus promptly left. Once I boarded the bus I thought I could sleep, but it was very cold because of the bad weather outside (rain again...sighs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's irritating is that there was a traffic jam!!! It took the bus about 10 minutes before it could move fast again! So yeah, I reached the interchange at 9.45 and only got on the next bus at 9.50. The trip continues, and I reached school at 9.05. I thought I was late, but Froggy was even later! She reached at about 9.15 if I'm not wrong. She even brought donuts she got from Malaysia for me as an apology XD I ate the one with the chocolate inside, it's so great! The other one was given to Guo Xiang though =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest are boring stuffs so I'm not gonna bother remembering them. Gahhh so many things to do....x______x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-2924734951778009548?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/2924734951778009548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=2924734951778009548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2924734951778009548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2924734951778009548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2007/09/another-tiring-day.html' title='Another tiring day'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-6111502800005692064</id><published>2007-09-09T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:51:11.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet spoils</title><content type='html'>I wanted to post this last night, but my internet was once again being a bitch on me so I had no choice but to post today. Can you imagine going on a popular website like Google and waiting for it to load for 10 minutes and in the end giving you the irritating "Webpage could not be found" page? Yes, it's REALLY irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting my irritating internet aside, yesterday wasn't such an interesting day. It's just another boring day at home in Singapore, doing nothing but stone in front of the computer. Thank goodness I've already finished my DesTi1 blog, if not I'll be rushing through it like there's no tomorrow. But come to think of it, it still seems like there isn't enough things on it...ah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend called me yesterday in the morning (waking me up) and asked if we could meet up. Since it was already 10 and she had to go at 2 for her tuition, I had no choice but to refuse (it would take me 1 1/2 hours to get there and most of the time we could have spent together would be wasted on traveling). She was sad, of course, but she was understanding. =) Anyway, we chatted for about 2 hours, then we hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch later. Curry chicken! There's no similar curry chicken in this world that tastes nicer than my mum's home made curry chicken! The potatoes are very well done, the chicken is soft and tender and the curry itself is hot and, as we Singaporeans would say, "shiok"! I ate quite a lot (in fact, I ate it for both lunch and dinner because my mum cooked a lot) and I ate it with both rice and bread. Omg. I'm gonna get fat XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go to Chin Por's house today because he wanted me to help him with the photoshoot, but turned down the offer when he said that he wanted to drop the idea "on second thoughts" and his bunkmates said that "it would be unnecessary" to pay me. I mean, c'mon, face it, you don't wanna pay me at all. You just wanna use me for cheap labour, don't you? Since you engaged me as a photographer, I should be paid, shouldn't I? So yeah, I turned down the offer, not because I'm a money-minded person, but because he just wanted to use me. Looks like I'll have to work on Rockman Delta on my own without his involvement. Better act fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Froggy asked me on MSN if I am good at doing line art. I said mine wasn't really that good since it looks straight and dead, but she said it was only for the background and all, and since I have some free time on my hands, I offered to help her. In about an hour's time, I finished all the 8 background art and sent it back to her. She said she was jealous that my line arting is so fast! FAST!!! I didn't even realise that! o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I managed to get my hands on a few games today: Taiko no Tatsujin DS: Touch de Dokodon! and One Piece: Gear Spirit! These two games are really fun and interesting! Taiko no Tatsujin DS is the DS version of the popular arcade taiko game Taiko no Tatsujin and One Piece: Gear Spirit is a fighting game fused with battle card usage! I also downloaded another DS "game" which teaches about Origami (it's more like an educator rather than a game; it makes use of all the DS utilities)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I WANT A WII!!!!!!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-6111502800005692064?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/6111502800005692064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=6111502800005692064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/6111502800005692064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/6111502800005692064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2007/09/internet-spoils.html' title='Internet spoils'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-9089518674928017249</id><published>2007-09-07T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T09:24:14.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day</title><content type='html'>Today is a bad day. Definately NOT a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today at 7 and promptly changed to leave the house to go to school, and realised that I forgot to wear my belt. In the end it became very uncomfortable and I had to pull up my jeans all the time. It wasn't so bad, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met with Froggy in the audio room when we started to practise the song "When You're Gone" by Avril Lavigne. Yes, you might be wondering why I'm playing Avril Lavigne's song when I hate her songs so much. It's because Froggy asked for my help. She's my friend. And as for why I hate Avril Lavigne's songs so much, it's because to me, her song style is very repetitive and it gets on my nerves. But nonetheless, we had fun in the audio room. Haris came in later and joined in the fun and stared at us when we dance the Haruhi Dance. I would say that that was the best part of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came PcomD. Syafiq was being annoying to me again (He always does, especially to me. I don't know if he has something against me or it's in his Malay blood, I don't care). During break time, Ain was talking about the same old thing again. I wanted to help her, but she insisted not by saying "can't you let me talk to Kong?" Okay fine, it's none of my business at all, but aren't we a Pham? I mean, so what if I'm just a mere useless house maid? Does that mean I have no right to know what's going on? And so yeah, I cried at the canteen. BIG DEAL. Shahul, Kong, Rino and Haris managed to calm me down though. I stopped crying just before the break ended. Thanks you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After PcomD, I went to the audio room and saw Froggy still in the room with Kezia. We went down to Jupiter Cafe and had lunch there. It's so cool, all three of us ordered the same thing: Chicken Leg Pasta. I mean, that food was really great! The chicken leg is really big and very well made! For something like that for $3.80, it was really worth it. Anyway we were chatting for about 30 minutes about random stuff while waiting for our Chicken Leg Pastas to arrive and when it finally did, we started eating right away. Hey, I am a gentleman okay. I let the girls eat first. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after our lunch we went back up to the audio room. I packed up, said goodbye to them, and left for home. It was really sunny when I was at Tampines Interchange, but on my way back to Admiralty, it was raining! How could this be?! Singapore is such a small island and yet it is so easily affected by the clouds?! Anyway, yeah, it rained very heavily when I was walking home and it totally drenched part of my guitar bag, my laptop bag, my shoes and my jeans. I was super pissed off when that happened. I was almost home and I HAD to be drenched. I seriously have some issues with the rain and I really don't like it. When I get home Cookie was barking at me. In a fit of anger I shouted at it. Sigh...I'm sorry Cookie. Gor gor just wasn't in a good mood today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm kinda calmed down, so yeah. I still hate the rain, though. Arrrrg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-9089518674928017249?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/9089518674928017249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=9089518674928017249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/9089518674928017249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/9089518674928017249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2007/09/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-2700370137278575985</id><published>2007-09-05T19:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T20:10:56.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom</title><content type='html'>I'm uploading this in school...wow how nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's evening now and I'm bored. I guess that's the reason why I'm writing this entry. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 8 today to see if Sarah's online. She said to come online that time, but apparently she wasn't online at all. I was a little disappointed because I woke slept for only 5 hours to see that my friend wasn't online...but I'm used to it since I've seen worse situations than this. Besides, I'm pretty sure she forgot. Oh well. By the way, if you're wondering who I'm talking about, I was talking about my online friend. Don't get wrong ideas arhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I reached school 15 minutes before my class starts. Whew. For a moment I thought I was gonna be late. Anyways, today's PcomD class was a bit boring because all we did was write out minutes of our previous meetings. Kong wrote all the details and it came out well (even Stella said it was good). Looks like Kong's gonna be our group's Secretary! Haha. Don't ask me why, but only recently I was "addicted" to Vitas' "7 Elements". It sounds really nice! I mean, the techno and his voice, they mix so well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Mr8qdZSk38"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Mr8qdZSk38" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After PcomD I went with some of Da Pham to the canteen to have lunch. I ate without realising that I was already very full until I was almost finishing the food. When I get full, I'll start yawning a lot because the of the blood rush to my stomach in order to digest the food. And that was exactly what happened to me. Aw man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the 3D lab after class to do our work. April's class was on at that time so we stayed at the side quietly. Oh yeah, have I ever mentioned that my AC adaptor's wire is a bit loose and I have to spend at least 5 minutes to make sure that the light is on before it's safe to take out my battery from my laptop? I even almost burned my index finger today because I had to straighten the wire in hopes of making it work. As usual, to no avail. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that problem aside, I started working on DesTi exercise 4. Gawd, it was so damn hard, especially the second question, which was something about the movies and animations in the 50s. I think I'm not gonna be sleeping for more than 5 hours again...not to mention I have to go to school early tomorrow...ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I repeat: I'm bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-2700370137278575985?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/2700370137278575985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=2700370137278575985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2700370137278575985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/2700370137278575985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2007/09/boredom.html' title='Boredom'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-3366939448355421675</id><published>2007-09-03T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T00:07:11.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Age Artistic Approach</title><content type='html'>Man it's getting late now...I'm getting sleepy...zzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining like crazy today. Maybe I'm forbidden to do something again? lol. Anyway my group managed to find a client today for PcomD class: my school's Jupiter Cafe. We agreed to help out with the logo design and some more stuffs that I can't really remember. Oh yeah, the reason why I don't wanna work with THAT PERSON (everyone should know who I'm referring to) is because he has assaulted me before, be it online, real life, whatever. Why do you all think I hate him so much? It's because of all those reasons. And as for why I don't wanna tolerate when I work with him, I don't want someone to ruin my future before I even reach there. Now you all should know this and thus don't ever tell me to chill or take it easy when it comes to this topic because it's very sensitive to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, I managed to fix my earpiece wire! All it took was a simple rubber band to tie the wire in place so it doesn't come off. Really, those wires have gotta be made of sterner material. If not, it will just come off like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My puppy's forever cute!!! It's name is Cookie and is a currently 8-months-old Shihtzu. My family (including me) suspects that it's not a pure Shihtzu because its face is not as puffy as the others do. But other than that, Cookie is still cute! I love the way it plays with its toys, it's just so adorable! My mum used to dislike dogs, but Cookie is the very exception! She even plays with it sometimes! I guess it's really fate that brought Cookie to our very house. Oh, it's walking around outside my room now as I'm typing this. Most probably to take a pee or something. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-3366939448355421675?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/3366939448355421675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=3366939448355421675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/3366939448355421675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/3366939448355421675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-age-artistic-approach.html' title='New Age Artistic Approach'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-1690339929743205055</id><published>2007-09-02T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T23:15:46.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blasted Internet</title><content type='html'>"Meo", the "oh so great internet system that provides you fast and enjoyable web surfing experience". It's all crap, I tell you, all crap. What it provides are a waste of money and a super slow internet speed. I couldn't even log in to Blogger to rant! Arrrrrgggh x_____x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brighter side, though, I finished my DesTi assignment! Wohoo! Now all I have to do is to just concentrate on finding a client for my PComD assignment. I think I found a suitable one, but I'm not too sure if she's willing...aw man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, why am I even blogging when there is practically nothing happening today? I guess it's because I just wanna blog to kill time...yeah, at least it's better than pissing myself off because of Mio and accomplishing nothing in the end! Stupid Mio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that I couldn't record anything today. I guess it's because I ate something spicy or heaty today that created all the phlegm in my throat. I wasn't in the mood to record anything too, since I still haven't gotten any new emails in Gmail. Aw man, not having anyone to talk to really is kinda sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I almost forgot to upload some of the pictures I took of Syafiq, Rino, Nick, Harris and Fikry performing on Friday. The lighting's quite poor though, so forgive me for that. Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 426px; height: 319px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_0007.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 379px; height: 506px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_0008.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 430px; height: 322px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_0009.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 375px; height: 504px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_0013.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 428px; height: 321px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_0010.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 380px; height: 504px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_0011.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 428px; height: 320px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_0012.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, mixing condensed milk with mayonnaise tastes really nice, especially with fried food =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-1690339929743205055?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/1690339929743205055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=1690339929743205055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/1690339929743205055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/1690339929743205055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2007/09/blasted-internet.html' title='Blasted Internet'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8693441546582047553.post-8163438657158688682</id><published>2007-09-01T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T21:32:08.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The start of it all</title><content type='html'>After the influence of Design Trends, I've decided to blog again! I don't know why, but for some reason I'm starting to like blogging...gawd that's starting to freak me out o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yesterday was fun! We celebrated Lecturers' Day and I performed along with Hanis and Kezia! The song we performed was "You're Beautiful" by James Blunt and it went real well! Without you, I couldn't have done well too, so, thank you everyone who was involved in this performance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QKNWJber5Ys"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QKNWJber5Ys" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to take some pictures of both the lecturers and the students! Here are some of what I consider my favourites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 463px; HEIGHT: 327px" height="389" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_0040.jpg" width="642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's excited, no? The lecturers all look like students!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 461px; HEIGHT: 338px" height="459" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_0021.jpg" width="570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shot of most of the lecturers in my school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 458px; HEIGHT: 337px" height="460" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_0027.jpg" width="583" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it was their birthday too...what a coincidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 279px; HEIGHT: 370px" height="598" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_0031.jpg" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 298px; HEIGHT: 223px" height="444" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_0032.jpg" width="641" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah they want a place in the photos too...lol...and Terence, where are you looking??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 429px; HEIGHT: 317px" height="381" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_0039.jpg" width="454" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want in too! Can't I? XD And yeah, that's Kezia beside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 311px; HEIGHT: 201px" height="351" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_0025.jpg" width="636" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 310px; HEIGHT: 202px" height="394" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a76/ryodo89/IMG_0026.jpg" width="582" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cakes before our attack...they look delicious, don't they? Well to me they taste okay =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really a fun day! But after all the fun, it's back to class...yeah, online class for Desti...so very the boring...not to mention that I got a lot of work to do...noooooo!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8693441546582047553-8163438657158688682?l=the-nature-lover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/feeds/8163438657158688682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8693441546582047553&amp;postID=8163438657158688682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/8163438657158688682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8693441546582047553/posts/default/8163438657158688682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-nature-lover.blogspot.com/2007/09/start-of-it-all.html' title='The start of it all'/><author><name>Dempster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04224083688250178487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
