<?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-3969490264592752134</id><updated>2011-08-27T00:35:58.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resonance</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to my imperfect world of darkness, beauty, music and contradiction. Emotions battle rationality, passions flare and extinguish, love blends into starlit skies. And it all borders on the edge of insanity.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-6023122445411529435</id><published>2011-04-08T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T01:45:12.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battling the Dark Once More</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I reach for the beauty through the darkness, grasp the stars to steal their light, reach for your heart through this madness, so I may gain wings and take flight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I made that up, as you can probably tell, but oh well. In my defense it’s 1.17am and I’ve been tired all the time recently, thus making me weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently went out with Mitchele on Monday, we went and painted Taipan red whatever the hell that means. We had awesome fun, and since I’ve given it to her already, I guess it’s safe to say that the second portrait I was talking about in my last post? Yeah, it was of her, based on her Facebook profile picture at the time. She loved it, I’m so happy.&lt;br /&gt;Really. Her reaction (which lasted like 20 minutes) made me ecstatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, other than that I’ve been just going through the paces I guess. I’m working out “E.T.” by Katy Perry and “Ballad of Mona Lisa” by Panic at the Disco on the piano. My own versions, cuz frankly I have to change the chordal pattern of E.T. a lot to fit classical piano more. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, oh whoopee, I failed my darned Advanced Studio competency test. Apparently nobody made it past the first question so we’re all like “wtf??” At least the fist retake is free of charge. I intend to nail that one! Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t think of anything else right now, probably because I have a strong urge to either draw, write, or log onto Omegle and meet more new people. The first is probably because I just had a long conversation with Nat, a TH fan who is an incredible artist like you would NOT BELIEVE. The second, because, well, I feel like it. The third because strangely, I actually met a number of interesting, non-horny people. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I guess that’s it for now. Pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MYEN29kFqI4/TZ316oY1sJI/AAAAAAAAAjc/jaW5kLeSg0A/s1600/DSC00248.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MYEN29kFqI4/TZ316oY1sJI/AAAAAAAAAjc/jaW5kLeSg0A/s320/DSC00248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592896699886842002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My portrait of Anna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iX5PzT_jCP4/TZ316Ichy5I/AAAAAAAAAjU/tCqDfuwSxNc/s1600/DSC00415.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iX5PzT_jCP4/TZ316Ichy5I/AAAAAAAAAjU/tCqDfuwSxNc/s320/DSC00415.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592896691312380818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anna holding the portrait in her car! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JEtp8q0gCVg/TZ317tL5MTI/AAAAAAAAAjs/B2AltwdndbE/s1600/DSC00372.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JEtp8q0gCVg/TZ317tL5MTI/AAAAAAAAAjs/B2AltwdndbE/s320/DSC00372.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592896718354592050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anna and me on our day out terrorising Taipan! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vN-pQoFR34I/TZ316xl800I/AAAAAAAAAjk/JuJJ4pvHoKM/s1600/DSC00233.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vN-pQoFR34I/TZ316xl800I/AAAAAAAAAjk/JuJJ4pvHoKM/s320/DSC00233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592896702357754690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first colour portrait ever - Bill Kaulitz from the early days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Anusha, signing off cuz I am tired. Again.&lt;div&gt;If someone has a cure for lethargy, please do share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gnite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I did you wrong,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if my words were too strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I apologise, my friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our friendship will not end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Based on such minor setbacks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neither can distance attack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our mutual faith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For which only friendship can sate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anna! Good luck in Kedah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I don't understand what I just said either, I'm spewing poetry tonight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-6023122445411529435?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/6023122445411529435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=6023122445411529435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6023122445411529435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6023122445411529435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2011/04/battling-dark-once-more.html' title='Battling the Dark Once More'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MYEN29kFqI4/TZ316oY1sJI/AAAAAAAAAjc/jaW5kLeSg0A/s72-c/DSC00248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-5077958155742698010</id><published>2011-03-31T01:12:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T21:22:26.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shifting, changing, re-engaging.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Basically this thing has been a vegetable in the cyberspace world. Sorry but I've been busy and, well, yeah. Busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So sue me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I've been swinging again. Always swinging. Like a pendulum caught in a never-ending jolt. I mean, one moment I'm inspired, the next I'm bored, then I just wanna partay, then I'm pissed as crap. It's not my fault people keep giving me crap. And pissed isn't an emotion I like wearing.. especially I seem to have gotten a strange knack for anger since last year. You know, the rush of blood to my neck and face, the icy fingers, the faint red tint to one's vision. The works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The UNNECESSARY works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;He who angers you conquers you. So anger, get the hell lost. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;On the other hand, I haven't been so nicely, physically inspired like this since.. well. Even I don't remember. One good thing about my crazy intense self during my crazy intense teenage years (okay okay... PREVIOUS teenage years, the ones before I turned 18) was that when inspiration hit me, it hit HARD. And GOOD. And I loved every bit of it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Anyways am I going off on a whinge again? Sorry then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;So, I am soooo in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;♥ with this song from Panic at the Disco, "Ballad of Mona Lisa". Thankyou Cookie for the recommendation. I have been so addicted to it! Their whole concept is so dark and hot and mysterious and sexy. Okay, well, Brendan Urie is sexy anyways. That's the singer's name right? I can't be too sure, but I'm too lazy to check so. Bite me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;Actually. He can bite me any day, baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;♥ Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Obviously if you've seen the video, you'll know what I'm talking about. (He plays a vampire/ghost/dead body. Guess he couldn't choose which he liked more? Leaving out the dead body, which I suppose was crucial to the story in the video.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gOgpdp3lP8M?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I've written two new songs, just finished one, and haven't got the bridge part for the other one, which is dedicated to my awesome girl Kishya. These people I do stuff for.. they keep me sane. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I've also been accused of "getting my mojo back", which is a good thing I suppose, "because I got to see someone I haven't seen in forever" who supposedly is my "crush/old flame/ secret affair". WTF? ARE YOU FRIGGIN' SERIOUS? COME ON. First of all, my "mojo" as was so elegantly said, comes and goes for many strange reasons. And I've been on the inspired roll since BEFORE he told me bout the little reunion. AND he is one of my FRIENDS dammit. Sorry to disappoint you. Oh and HOW DID YOU EVEN KNOW ABOUT MY BLOG? -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'd have been more active if I'd known I actually had an interested audience. If you call yourselves interested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ANYWAYS. Have been on portraits since last week. The first one I did EVER with colour (I used pastels. I'm no painter, so everyone stop asking if I paint) is... err, well. Kaulitz. You know, the lead singer of Tokio Hotel. Oh and that brings me to the recent MalaysianTH fanmeet I went to with my friend Nicky. It was so much fun, I'm actually really glad I went, I met a huge number of cool new friends, very talented people. Somehow we have this common uncommon streak, if that makes sense? Ah, TH fans. I should have delved into that sooner, back when I was really nuts about the band. THEN it would have been an emotional explosion, haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ANYWAYS the second portrait was for.. oh crap. I can't put it here yet. Well maybe I'll tell ya in the next post! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;SCHEISSE. Retake this Friday. Studio theory test, from my first sem. Arghhhh whyyyy. I should be studying, shouldn't I? Ahhh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My Advanced Studio lecturer, on the other hand, has informed us that our practical exam (conducted in the studio under high pressure and supershort time limits) will be next Tuesday. And I don't even know how to do the effects using the DCommand WTF! Sorry. Just needed to vent. I'll be fudged if I fail. And yes, when I say fudge I don't mean fudge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Okay well, all this talk of exams makes me feel like (STUDYING!?) sleeping. That's right. Snoozing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Wailing about the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Whining about the present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Waiting for the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Nahhhh. I guess I'm usually more into the present. And I try not to whine. Ahhh.. I keep contradicting myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Anyways, cheers. And good... morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;BTW Yes, I know someone said something about the layout, but I don't really wanna change it seeing as it goes so well with my bloglink. Gaze at the stars, and a background of stars, anybody see the connection? I'll go looking for another starry bg, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ciaou.&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/3969490264592752134-5077958155742698010?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/5077958155742698010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=5077958155742698010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/5077958155742698010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/5077958155742698010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2011/03/shifting-changing-re-engaging.html' title='Shifting, changing, re-engaging.'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/gOgpdp3lP8M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-2418063792478225279</id><published>2010-11-29T00:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T02:05:53.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it hard understanding I'm incomplete?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hello, once again. Okayyyy, yeah. I've been away for a long time. But in my defense, I've been kept busy with other stuff, so. Yeah. Sorreeyy. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I just decided to drop by and update cuz I realised everyone else has updated recently, and yes, that means YOU (disregard this if you have no blog :P And no, LiveJournal doesn't count xP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And sooooo. Yeah. I have loads and nothing to say at the same time. Strange, I know. What else is new? The title, btw, refers to a MCR song, "Famous Last Words". Been going through their old songs recently, and I fell in love ALL OVER AGAIN with the "Helena" video. Gerrard Way is SUCH a theatrical person. And his long black hair ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And his voiiiiice. And his faaaace. Hahaha, I could go on like this, but thankfully for you, I won't. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This whole thing has been brought on by their latest releases "NaNaNa" and "Sing". While "Sing" is kinda catchy, I feel it just doesn't compare to their previous efforts. Though I must say I totally dig Gerrard's new pink hair :D Even if he does die in the "Sing" vid, he dies very SEXILY :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Okay. Yes, I have been watching MCR videos for far too long now D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hahahaha. Okay, moving on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I guess I'm doing okay now, personally. Err, emotionally I mean. Nothing.. extreme. Because I have a bunch of really good friends, and three certified incredible people who will always try their best to be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;Especially with the guy who keeps apologising for being away several months ago when I went through something horrible. It so wasn't your fault, my man. You were.. overseas. =_= And I lived, so. :) AND. Especially with me sharing a conversation with the girl from midnight til like.. hours later in the morning (when I had to hide inside my dark closet to muffle the sound of my voice from the neighbours). And telling her about something I never thought I could share with anyone else. At all. And she said it was okay. She took the horror and guilt away. You know who you guys are. Thank you :) For being there. Hope I can always do the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know I have more of you great people, who are just in the background right now. I love you all ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Okaaay. Now that that's over, I find it hard nowadays to express my feelings properly. Is that freaky or what? I used to be the most expressive, dramatic person evah. Hell. Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;"But you really need to listen to me, because I'm telling you the truth, I mean this, I'm OKAY-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Trust me "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Haha random, I know, but that was the part of the song I'm listening to that was goin on, and it just HAD to get out here. Like, I love that part cuz it's so sarcastic, since the whole song is basically screaming "I'M NOT OKAY!". So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I ♥ this song. I am SO hooked on MCR songs right now. Not all of them though. Just the best ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Scheisse. I can't stay longer. I have piano class tomorrow at nine in the morning. It's already 1.23am and I haven't completed all my homework. Big boo. =_=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Alright, ciaou then. And goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;~So many bright lights to cast a shadow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;But can I speak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Is it hard understanding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'm incomplete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;A life that's so demanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I get so weak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;A love that's so demanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I can't speak~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-2418063792478225279?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/2418063792478225279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=2418063792478225279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/2418063792478225279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/2418063792478225279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/11/is-it-hard-understanding-im-incomplete.html' title='Is it hard understanding I&apos;m incomplete?'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-7626500624114418006</id><published>2010-08-27T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T23:23:47.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile so bright, like a star~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hey again♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I know, I know. I should keep this thing constantly updated. Well, it's not my fault, there doesn't ever seem to be enough time nowadays. For anything that I used to love doing, come to think of it. Well.. I guess I'm just whining cuz now I have to start choosing between my fave old pasttimes :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ANYweh, I have fallen in love all over again! And, no, it's not with a person xD It's with my piano. I mean, on a deeper level. Seriously, the day isn't done til I've played at least one song on it ♥ Screw long nails, now that I'm not totally obsessed anymore with a guy who resembles a high-end Barbie brunette, I guess I was always more of a short-nailed person anyways :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ohh, while chatting with a couple of my friends yesterday, they were talking bout their girlfriends (or boyfriends, for that gay someone ;) ) and they took me on a stroll down memory lane for a certain someone I was surprised to realise I wasn't completely over O_O So they were like helping me get my closure xD Which worked, I am glad to say :) And I wrote a SONG, encouraged by my friend who was also writing his own song xD Ohh, and I think now one or two people know a leeetle bit about my newest, (and probably will FAIL) crush o_o Man was I an open book yesterday or what? =_=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;YOU ALL BETTER FORGET THE OVERLOAD OF INFO FROM LAST NIGHT xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Oh and. Don't post anything in my cbox about the new one. If you know. Just in case xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ANYWAYS. Haha.. moving on. The hols are... okay, not TOOOO boring because everyday usually has something new to keep me on my toes xD Meanwhile one of meh friends is OBSESSED with hairstyles for herself (yuuu know who yuuu areee.) which reminds me that I should get my own hair cut soon. Or maybe not... should I keep it a bit longer? Oh no.. now I'M debating about my hair =_=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Okay, basically I've been spending a lot of time at meh pianoooo ♥ And how could I not, really? ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;OH that reminds me. My piano theory exam is like on the 6th of Sept. GAHHH. I have to MUG for this. After that I can hopefully take my Grade 7 theory next March. Or was it April? Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Basically, this means that I will be BACK AT OUR OLD SCHOOL on the 6th. Because, if you guys remember, I always had the advantage that our school hosts piano theory exams :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Yeah. So anyway, my emotions.. what can I say? I have been swinging like a pendulum from one end to another, for most of this year. It isn't so bad now, though. But I wrote one more poem last week... sad sad xD Ahh the never-ending stream of emo poetry. It's either that or my funny limericks =_="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;GAHHH I so love the new scent that drifts up to me constantly from my typing fingers. Like, my mom got some hand lotion from Crabtree and Evelyn, and I am sooo loving it. ♥ This particular scent's called "Wisteria" and I loooove it. So much. Almost as much as I love Body Shop's "Chymara", or their other one, the chocolatey one. Or their "Cinnamon Spice" ♥♥♥ Okay, obviously most of my scents come from the Body Shop xD Now you know :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ANYWAYS, perfume aside, did I mention that I can now play and sing to "Zoom into Me" on meh piano??? GAHHHHHHH♥ Gehddamnit it was the inspiring sight of Tom playing that piano during the World Stage ♥ And Bill's voice of course! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;LOL don't worry, I'm not gonna plague you with more Tokio Hotel mania, so you can relax now. BTW am so stuck on Blink 182's "Miss You" right now. It's like a wavering addiction xD Uhm, recently I've been singing all the old songs I used to pipe to before. Like the Rasmus, Ocean Avenue (Yellowcard), Hilary Duff (...YES I know), Evanescence, Backstreet Boys, and so on. Like, nostalgiaaaaaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Welllll that's all for now I guess. I'm not gonna make it toooo long and boriiiing. So yeah, ciaou~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Err, to explain the title, at the time I was listening to some random song sung by someone I don't know.. I discovered it on FB, I believe xD Well if I can track down the title and singer, I'll let ya know ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Don't waste your time on me, you're already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;The voice inside my head ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Missyou, missyou ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-7626500624114418006?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/7626500624114418006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=7626500624114418006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/7626500624114418006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/7626500624114418006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/08/smile-so-bright-like-star.html' title='Smile so bright, like a star~'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-8443048789529066773</id><published>2010-08-01T23:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T02:04:35.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS Is What I Live For ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;MTV WORLD STAGE 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;LIVE IN MALAYSIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yeah, I was so totally there. And yeah, it so totally rocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So, here's how it all started out - Kishya's dad came to pick me up round 1.45pm, at which point I was thankfully ready. I wore these black slacks and this long top which were new, and I wore MAKEUP. No joke, serious shit. The gold eyeliner, light gold eyeshadow, mascara. The works. Even all that blush stuff. My mom put it on for me, seeing as I have no pro makeup skills. Haha, I thought I looked a bit like a strange colourful doll in a dysfunctional paint factory O_O but whatever. It looked good, thanks to my mom :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Kishya looked cool, she wore this black T-shirt, and a super-short skirt over black leggings. And her hair was perfect, as always. Mine was so NOT. Ugh D: But otherwise I think I looked alright. We were both calmly talking with her father in the car, I guess you don't really catch the hysteria til you're there. Anyway he dropped us off at Pyramid, and we wandered aimlessly around for some time while we texted Nicky who was on his way. I was busy bugging Sheila, a girl I met online, because she was supposed to meet me so I could buy the X-zone pass from her. Since both were still not in the vicinity, me and Kishya went over to the entrance to Lagoon, which looked deserted except for the small X-Pax stage smack in the middle of the area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nicky arrived then, with his friend Jasmine, she's cute. They were wearing matching T-shirts which apparently lit up when music played. Cool. I was the only one who looked more like Katy Perry (in her more normal outfits) than a crazy TH fan. But whatever. Then those two took off to get bottles of water, and me and Kishya decided to go down to the entrance. And. we. nearly. DIED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The whole freakin' place was like full of people obviously waiting in front of some gate they constructed away from the main entrance. I just KNEW it was too good to be true. It was the whole Tokio Hotel-concert-in-May thing happening all over again. Except not all these people were dressed like Bill. I saw some Wondergirls posters, some obvious Bunkface fans, and people with Katy Perry's face blown up on their T-shirts. Anyway me and Kishya started panicking, well okay, I started panicking, and when Nicky called we had a fit trying to get him back there cuz they were like who-knows-where, but then they made it just in time before people suddenly started forming a thick queue. Then I was still panicking because Sheila hadn't shown up with my X-zone pass yet. I unfortunately started swearing at that point. She was supposed to meet me way earlier, so that's gotta be some sort of justification. Anyway, we spotted some dude with eyeliner on his face that made him look like the Youtube comedian Nigahiga, the thinner one. Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I was starting to go on high-falsetto mode, which raises the hair on the back of your neck. Haha.. anyway finally this chick called and told me she had arrived, and she was wearing a pink tudung, and I described what I was wearing too. I finally spotted her, and even then it's like she wasn't sure if it was me or something. Jeeeeez. Anyway she was petite and kinda pretty, and I practically went down on my knees and did that whole bowing-thank-you thing. No I didn't, but I nearly did. xD Yeah so I paid her like RM190 for that freakin' pass ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Just in the nick of time, too. That's when they opened that gate, which is basically just two separate lanes heading to the entrance. Everyone started rushing, and I got separated from Kishyaaaaa :( And Nicky and Jasmine :( And then after being gleefully near the front of the express queue, I realised my handphone was missing and nearly had an aneurism. Thankfully I didn't, I just asked this girl next to me to hold my place for me, and I went back in search of Nicky and Kishya and Jasmine in the normal queue (separated from the express queue by those flimsy metal fences). Found them, got my phone, bid them goodbye, then made my way back to the girl, who after chatting up a bit, I found out was named Praveena. She's pretty, and I thought she was kinda familiar, but I don't see how I could have met her before. She wasn't one of the crazy TH fans from the May concert, cuz she wasn't there. And I doubt she's a crazy TH fan. Anyway, that was cool, she told me about how she met Katy Perry the day before at a Meet&amp;amp;Greet, and I was like wooooahh :O I wish I'd gone for a Meet&amp;amp;Greet with Tokio Hotel like I did in May :'( I wanted a second chance, darn it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Anyway we finally started moving up, and they let us in several at a time. I was concerned that I wouldn't be near the front, and I waved as Kishya, Nicky and Jasmine in the normal queue went in first. Finally I was ushered along, they checked my handbag, and threw my water bottle away. Then I ran along, spotting some officials for the express lane as I went along, telling me not to run. Haha yeah RIGHT man. FINALLY after what seemed like traversing across the globe, I reached the huge, drained swimming pool which had a big stage erected at the other end. I had to slow down to avoid slipping but I still hurried nonetheless. I saw my friends but didn't stop because I was worried that the X-zone (enclosed with some sturdy metal fencing) would already be half full. Well, it wasn't yet, but the front was all taken. I pushed and subtly slipped my way to as close as I could get to the front, and ended up behind a girl hanging onto the fence holding us back from the stage. Well, not bad I guess. Jeez I was surrounded by these Wondergirls fans, one of them this petite boy from Singapore and his friends holding some heavy neon sign that he kept sticking into my side by accident. Ouch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Well, we were waiting for what felt like forever, and it was so damned uncomfortable. Wasn't as bad as May though, because this time I made sure I slept and ate something before yesterday. The giant screen above on our right kept playing these annoying advertisements and also some music videos of the four featured artistes. Everytime Tokio Hotel, Katy Perry, or Bunkface came on, I cheered and sang along, with most of the people behind on my left. But the Wondergirls fans on my right were cheering just for their vids. -rolls eyes- ANYWAY, finally after what seemed like forever, the stage people started removing the covers from everything on stage,because did I mention it had been raining the whole time? Yeah. Heavily. They handed out these huge see-through plastic raincoats which took us all a lot of struggling to get on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;They then drew the huge black curtains, and we were left with wondering what was going on. Finally, a guy dressed in a stylish suit and top hat appeared - Veejay Utt! Another guy in equally cool clothes appeared too, Veejay Sean from South Korea. He's cute. They were followed by this pretty girl in a cute dress, Veejay Juju from China, and this HOT guy in a tux with a cane, Veejay Chris from Japan. Anyway yeah, they were just talking and stuff, promoting and getting the crowd wild and all. Then they disappeared and we waited a little while more, until -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bunkface came out!!!! ♥ We Bunkface fans went wild cheering! I love them, ever since the Tokio Hotel concert in May (in which they were the featuring act) I've been really into them. Especially Sam, the singer :D And boy, is he hot. His hair wasn't blonde anymore, but his voice was as awesome as ever! Bunkface rocked us with about five or six songs, including Prom Queen, Revolusi, Through My Window and Extravaganza. The guitarist in front of me hardly glanced down at me, but Sam came over and spared me a look enough times to keep me happy :) Anyway, go Bunkface, I'm so proud that they're local! I decided after their performance that I was officially in love with Sam, a declaration I later forgot during Tokio Hotel's performance. But that was later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Then they left and the curtains were drawn across the stage again. So then we were all back to waiting. The veejays came out again some time, talked and threw free stuff at the crowd, then went back in behind the curtains. I was a bit annoyed at the restless Wondergirls fans, but whatever, I don't blame them for wanting to see their idols. We knew they were next, it had been announced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So then when the cutains went up, we all screamed our heads off, even me, because of the sight that met us - five huge cages at the back of the stage, each with a doll-like girl inside, stuck in different poses. Even if I wasn't a Wondergirl fan, I had to admit, I was impressed, and when the song started, no I didn't know what song it was, but I danced along with everyone else, as the girls slipped through the bars (one of them accidentally broke them and nearly stumbled) and danced towards the front of the stage. Then they performed songs that had us all dancing, and they were talking to us in heavily-accented English, and they were nice. Like, these same two girls kept coming over to my side because of the insane fans behind me (that stupid neon sign kept hitting my head). They smiled at me too, even though I wasn't too over-excited. They were pretty good, actually, their performance and their props (electric guitars, etc.). Best was their dance moves, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Then after they performed "Nobody" in a rock version AND slow version, they left and we were back to waiting. Some of the Wondergirls fans left, and the girl in front of me nearly fainted, which meant I moved up to the front. That was so great, although I felt kinda sorry for her. Anyway, we were waiting tortuously FOREVER, the rain became heavier again, and the Veejays came out to tell us that we had to patient and some nosh. Well, I guess we can't blame them, the rain couldn't be controlled, and anyway I sure as hell don't blame Tokio Hotel. Veejay Utt asked us if we wanted Tokio Hotel electrocuted, and if not, just be patient and I was like ".....". Anyway, again with the free gifts, and stuff. Then they vanished. We were waitinnnnng. It was dark by then, and I waited, trying to steady my breathing (I was a leeetle overecited by then). It took for-freakin-ever but then I believe there was a technical glitch with the cameras because of the freakin' rain. The water was actually at our ankles at one point. Jeez. I stared at the screen, glancing at the black curtain now and then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Suddenly, the screen went off, and music started playing and. we. WENT. WILD. I am fcking serious, no joke, it's like most of us were TH fans, all insane. The curtains opened, and we saw Gustav at the drums, and Tom on the other side and Georg right in front of me. Freakin' awesome. "Noise" was the opening song, and BILL CAME UP FROM THE CENTRE OF THE STAGE OHMYGOD. It was epicsome! Yeah, I was totally crazy, cheering, singing at the top of my lungs and all. The works. All traces of fatigue suddenly gone, I was jumping and like clutching at the air as if I could grab the words right out of Bill's mouth. Haha! They played (not in order) "Noise", "Automatic", "Humanoid", "Hey You", "Human Connect to Human", "Dogs Unleashed", "World Behind My Wall", "Dark Side of the Sun", "Screamin'", "Zoom Into Me" and "Forever Now". Bill said that since this was their second time in Malaysia thanks to us, for bringing them there, they'd like to share a special song with us, something they had played before so many times and was special to them. I heard people yelling "World Behind My Wall", but somehow, I knew.. it was "Monsoon". It just had to be. That song WAS special, it really was. It had to be. And... IT WAS. They played "Monsoon" and I nearly cried, but I so didn't ;P Honestly it was beautiful. Their performance totally rocked, and with my crazy antics, Bill totally smiled my way (YESYESYES) but even that was not the highlight of my night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TOM. Seriously, he was on the other side of the stage, but they switched positions a few times, and like, when he came over here, he was RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME, seriously. I was still being insane (not too insane because I was trying to take pictures) and he caught sight of me (DUH.) because, of course I was right in front of him. And I'm tall. And I was majorly over-enthusiastic. But like, he didn't look away. IT WAS SO EFFING AWESOME. He was playing and looking down at me as I mouthed the lyrics, my camera totally forgotten as I stared right back at him. I mean, he did look around too, of course. But still, it was AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He went back to his side of the stage, but came back soon enough. Again with the gorgeous gaze ♥ I was so caught up in it, I stopped yelling so much, and during "Screamin'", after the bridge (and the insertion of Monsoon's chorus, something they did at the May concert too), I stopped mouthing the lyrics for a while and yelled "Tom!" when he looked away, and he just smiled down at me ♥ I can't describe that rush I felt. I mean, that's what rockstars do, but still. During one of the two-minute breaks they took, I was just wondering if it was all my imagination. But then the Malay girl on my left turned to me and SAID something like "Dia asyik tengok kau je". Not her exact words, maybe, but that's what she said, so you can imagine my speechlessness. I was so thrilled, haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When they came back I totally paid Tom a lot more attention. Well, so what? Rockstars are rockstars, and this was totally fun! :D But he was more on the other side of the stage than on my side, and Georg was mostly looking out at the people at the back :( Bill was just... everywhere. He didn't keep eye contact as long as his twin did ;) OHMYGOD I am so never forgetting this! TOM YOU ROCK! ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well, yeah they played "Monsoon", I mentioned that right? Then they left, but they came back for one last song - "Forever Now". I nearly cried. That was the song I always imagined myself yelling to, reaching towards the stage. And this was it. Another dream come true. I guess, just maybe, my life isn't trying to kill me after all. Not all the time, anyway. During the last song, although he was on the right side of the stage, Tom was facing my direction and I was like waving at him madly and he definitely saw that. He came a bit closer to the centre and I was like taking as many pics as I could. But he was more focused on the other people in front of him then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;After one of the breaks, I saw all the guys except Bill, and that's when he came out of the middle of the floor (again) and I was BLINDED by something but then I realised he WAS ON A MOTORCYCLE! I SWEAR I nearly died of joy, major lol! I mean, he is just SO DAMN HOT. His shades and his motorcycle.. I LOVE TOKIO HOTEL, say whatever you want about them. They just ROCK. Their performance was flawless, as always. Bill's strong voice, the deafening guitar riffs, the awesome bass and the pounding drums. I tried my best to capture it in pictures and a few short videos, but it was hard, the lighting was too flashy for that. And the dark just doesn't help a phone camera (they checked us all for proper cameras but couldn't take away our phones ;) haha) , not to mention being shoved around by people, clear, proper pictures are just out of the question. But I tried ;) And I'll post them up later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;God, I have so much more to tell. But I can't now, it's 1.33am and I haven't checked my theory homework for my piano lesson at 9am tomorrow. So, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Guess that means I gotta go. Goodnight guys. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;TOM I LOVE YOU! (Not obsessed though. Never wanna go there again, especially if it's for Bill's twin now!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;TOKIO HOTEL ROCKS! MTV WORLD STAGE ROCKED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And now I truly have to go :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Goodnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh, did I mention last night I dreamt about Tom? Yeah. Already I'm more into Tom than Bill.. weird, eh? Just from all that staring xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okay, okay, I know I'm babbling.. buhbye :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-8443048789529066773?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/8443048789529066773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=8443048789529066773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8443048789529066773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8443048789529066773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-is-what-i-live-for.html' title='THIS Is What I Live For ♥'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-7972156569598657299</id><published>2010-07-04T00:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T01:17:26.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is it that I can never keep something good when I find it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Hey. I'm back again. I've been keeping busy, as usual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Well I just watched Germany vs. Argentine, and Germany won! 4-0. Crazy or what? Yes, I've been dragged into all the football mania. Just stab me? Haha xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Meanwhile, I've been spewing poetry like a lovelorn bard but am strangely dry on composing. Maybe it's because I'm not exactly rejoicing at prepping for my Grade 6 theory exam coming up. Whatever, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I'm screwing up my Audio exams at college. Wtf? Guess I'm not exactly a technical person, but c'mon. At least I can say I'm not always alone anymore. Though one of my new friends keeps catching me thus and wondering out loud "why you're always alone". Ah well. What can I say? I attract yet repel? Or I'm just a complete weirdo? But you already knew that. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm not drowning in pointless despair anymore, nor am I drenched with the slow-burning acid of depression. I'm not sure why, but hey, I say "ask no questions and you'll be told no lies" (Fred Weasley to Hermione). xD That made no sense, huh? Sorry. I guess once a Harry Potter fan, always a Harry Potter fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Anyway, should I mention that I won two passes to MTV World Stage 2010 at Sunway Pyramid? On my tenth try at their website on Thursday, I finally spotted that annoying little Junior thing and clicked my way to a day rocking with TH, Katy Perry and Bunkface! Awesome, huh? Then the very next day my friend Richard won too, and he said he'll give them to me for my friends. He's cool that way. So, I wonder who to take, one of my usual friends or my classmate Jeff? Cuz after Mitchele backed out, I have an extra ticket. So yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;There was an article in Star Metro today about some dedicated Tokio Hotel fans. I hope they get their passes, it was so sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Moving on, I've been hungry for my old Goosebumps story books. Hahaha I guess it's more funny now than scary! I have no idea why I'm suddenly nostalgic for it. Jeez. Well, I've finally been getting a better grip on photoshop. Slowly. But surely? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Oh. That reminds me. I have Photoshop homework to do. Arghhh. Lol... you'd think I'd love this, wouldn't you? Even I have no idea what my problem is. Honestly, if only I could shake off this feeling that everything is a waste of time, I wouldn't be so damn unmotivated and lethargic. Just stab me. Okay, okay.. gotta stop saying that. What can I say? I'm morphing into a strange emo-ish creature! Not completely (yeah right), I'm still as multi-faceted as ever! Not faced. Faceted. Jeez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Well I guess that's all for now. You know, I still have several people I gotta call, since like ages ago.. if they're reading this, well, just wanna say I'm really sorry you're w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;aiting so long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Heck, you might have even forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Well anyway that's all for now. Cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~White sparrows fell from heaven and carried her away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Black arrows cut the strings of my heart, I kneel and pray~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-7972156569598657299?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/7972156569598657299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=7972156569598657299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/7972156569598657299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/7972156569598657299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/07/why-is-it-that-i-can-never-keep.html' title='Why is it that I can never keep something good when I find it?'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-5135272144117621876</id><published>2010-06-20T01:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T01:59:47.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry bout that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Hey, guys.. just wanted to let any of you who are waiting for pictures know that for some reason, I can't seem to post up any right now. Believe me, I've been trying since 11pm. And yes, I've been uttering enough expletives to fill a dictionary. An exclusively-rude dictionary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;So yeah.. sorry. Will try again tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Oh, so today, I baked a cake! A chocolate one. And, uhm, chatted with some friends whom I miss a lot. Then I uploaded a lot of pics and edited them. Yeah that's pretty much it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Everytime I come online I always forget what it was I had wanted to come online to do. Weird, right? Haizz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Anyway gtg, I'm tired now. Ciaou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~In my death, the light that shone through my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Painful darkness, was a blinding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Vision of your eternal smile~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.S. The new sub-heading under "Resonance" are lyrics from one of my own latest songs. You like? ;) Lol I know it's only like two lines. Right.. bye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-5135272144117621876?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/5135272144117621876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=5135272144117621876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/5135272144117621876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/5135272144117621876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/06/sorry-bout-that.html' title='Sorry bout that.'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-5540463119618820474</id><published>2010-06-15T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T20:25:48.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish I didn't have a heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; ...At least then the pain would stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;        Hello and sorry for having been away for like, ever. I've been really busy, so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;        Anyway, here's what I'm basically feeling right now: Listening to screamo songs and writing emo poetry. Jeez. I guess it's come to this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Meanwhile, life has taken a definite upturn. I've been busy since last week, out like every day. Last week was supposedly a one-week-break from college, btw. Oh, and last Wednesday plus yesterday, no piano classes. Anyway, breaks aside, college today was decidedly more fun than usual, albeit more dramatic than usual too. So I suppose one would wonder why I was writing depressing poetry. I guess that might have something to do with my broken heart which is, of course, my own fault once again. Life sucks sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;                At least I can say that I'm healing rapidly into a state of not caring anymore. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;               Unfortunately, as with any other addiction, I still have momentary lapses. Except that mine doesn't consist of overdosing or whatever, instead just a lot of depression and "love sucks" emo songs. Not that it was love anyway... it was just me. Unrequited. Obsession. Blarghhh. How did I come to this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;               So excuse me if I seem colder than usual. Because I also seem to be going through this phase of questioning stuff I never actually saw before. Which includes everything I once lived for with a passion. Now that the passion was torn away, not just from one thing but suddenly everything else too, life seemed meaningless for a while. Well, it's not like depression is new to me, but this is a different kind of low. Before, life may have seemed unbearable. But this... this lack of purpose, really sucked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;                But like I said. I'm healing... recovering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;          MOVING ON, I've got piano class tomorrow and homework to complete and check again. So yeah, can't stay long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;                 I've been out to Pyramid a lot lately. Well, four times anyway. Which to me is a lot. Anyway, it was fun, and most times with my friends, which was even more fun. Oh and today met up with Shaun and Vincent from my old school for lunch during my break. They wanted to see my phone, lol. That was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;                  Last week I went out with Anusha Phillip to Sunway, and just one day earlier, with two of my college classmates, Jeff and Richard. That was hilarious to no end, hanging with those guys. Meanwhile with Anusha (yes I know it's my name too, hardi-har-har) I tried on all kinds of outrageous outfits in the dressing rooms of certain famous stores, and tried sushi with her for lunch. Well not really sushi. I have a thing about raw fish.. or raw anything, really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;                   Pictures coming up in the next post, promise. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;    Well that's all I guess. For now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Until next time, cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;~ I'll lose myself in anguish, for tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Help me get over you.... ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-5540463119618820474?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/5540463119618820474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=5540463119618820474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/5540463119618820474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/5540463119618820474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/06/wish-i-didnt-have-heart.html' title='Wish I didn&apos;t have a heart...'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-4861165474038363503</id><published>2010-04-30T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T23:56:39.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is Tokio Hotel Day ♫ ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Yes, it's tomorrow, finally, it's tomorrow - After four years of watching them a thousand miles away (or should I say ein tausend Meere? ;) ) I can finally be watching them only a few feet away, at a concert right here in Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;If there's some sort of angel smiling humorously at this, I'd kiss you right now, I swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yes, I'm happy. And yet, strangely I'm not bouncing on the edge of sanity out of joy. I'm pretty composed, which I think is an achievement since I love this band so much. Cool~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I can't wait for tomorrow though. I'm gonna wake up at 6am and spend two hours trying to look good, then we're leaving with Nicky at 8am.. and as you know, thanks to my previous post, the rest of Tokio Hotel Day ensues. I am so gonna love every second of it. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So today I went to scout out OneU, so that I'll know enough for tomorrow. Lol, I got my Humanoid CD (the Humanoid album I got last year was a DVD with extra footage, but it didn't have a glass cover so I decided to get the CD just in case) which was the last of its stock in that particular store. I went mad searching for the spots where tomorrow's events were gonna be, and finally saw where the Everyone Connects booth was being set up, when I saw stage lights somewhere to my right and totally freaked out. Over there, they were setting up the sound system or something, and I totally inspected every corner of the concert venue. I even tried to see the white tents set up behind the stage but that little area was closed off. Plus I didn't want the security guards chasing me so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then I ate some low-fat ice-cream and left. Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So yeah, everything is set for tomorrow, except I still don't know what to wear.. will I look good enough? I have to look my best, I just have to!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What should I wear? It has to be the best. Absolutely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I have to go, I have to get enough rest to wake up at 6am and survive the whole heart-thumping day. I don't want to die of a heart attack on Tokio Hotel Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;If only I could get a few minutes alone with Bill. Could you imagine the things I'd say? Even I can't. Well, maybe I can. Not confessions of love, or marriage proposals, please. I'm not obsessed with him in THAT way. Not anymore since last December anwyay. But I would tell him : You have inspired me beyond my own imagination. Your music makes me feel great, promise me you'll never stop singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Okay well if there's anything else, I've forgotten it right now. So yeah, I'll probbe back on Sunday or Monday to tell you all about the concert. God, this like my freakin' diary... or maybe not, since that's private. And hidden away in a secret place in my room. Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Gnite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;♥ Running through the monsoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Beyond the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;To the end of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Where the rain won't hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'm fighting the storm, and into the blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When I lose myself, I think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Together we'll be running somewhere new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Nothing can hold me back from you ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-4861165474038363503?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/4861165474038363503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=4861165474038363503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/4861165474038363503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/4861165474038363503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/04/tomorrow-is-tokio-hotel-day.html' title='Tomorrow is Tokio Hotel Day ♫ ♥'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-3093376870527737032</id><published>2010-04-30T00:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T19:59:06.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THEY'RE IN MALAYSIA RIGHT NOW ♥♥♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;YES MY FAVOURITE BAND HAS FINALLY SET FOOT ON MALAYSIAN SOIL!♥ Here's the proof, courtesy of some crazy fangirls (love em) who actually waited at the airport (warning: mute it or turn the volume down first) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="305"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kfLkiXiEbF4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kfLkiXiEbF4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="305"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="305"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wXJydyomxl8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wXJydyomxl8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="305"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'm so freakin happy!!! This is awesome. Saturday is gonna ROCK. ♥ Ich liebe TH fur immer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;So Saturday's a pretty complicated plan, really. First my dad is taking me and Nicky to OneU for the autograph session, we're gonna be there at like 9am, cuz it's a first come first serve thing, so the earlier you turn up the better your chances. Then we'll pick up the tickets, and I'm meeting up with Lyris, a TH fan I met online who is sharing her Meet and Greet pass with me ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Then we'll scoot back, and prepare to leave again at 2pm. Or maybe we'll stay there.. not sure yet at this point. Cuz there's definitely gonna be a long line for the concert venue, seeing as it's free standing. But anyway, then it's me, Nicky, and Tania (and maybe Mitchele) in my dad's car on our way back to OneU. Concert's at 6pm, that's gonna be so awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then I'll meet up with Lyris and together the two of us are going for the Meet and Greet Tokio Hotel session. Hopefully I'll get a chance to snap a pic with Bill if I'm super lucky! I wish I could get him to sign a drawing I did of him a long time ago, but apparently they're only gonna sign copies of "Humanoid" during the autograph session, so too bad. Maybe somehow I can get Bill to sign it during Meet and Greet? I dunno, prob not, but who knows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;What am I gonna wear? Ohmygod, I can't decide! I'll have to make a proper choice tomorrow I guess. Hmm.. I also can't wait to see what Bill wears during the concert, if it has any of the glitz and glamour of their European Humanoid City tour. Awesome-ness. What shall I wear? Gosh, I really gotta decide!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Here's a shot I took after trying to make myself look better in makeup: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465611674468513522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S9nA3CDsdvI/AAAAAAAAAfM/EsIFgStA3QY/s320/DSC07400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well... I tried. Anyway, there's only so much I can do, so.. whatever, I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Gosh, I just dunno what to choose, which top with jeans or three-quarters?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;What a challenge. That and every other little detail in our crazy Saturday plan... hopefully everything will be perfect ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yes I guess that's all for now. Until next time, cheers~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Forever today, forever tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Reset your eyes, erase your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I will never let you down, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Join me forever now, forever now ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ciaou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-3093376870527737032?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/3093376870527737032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=3093376870527737032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3093376870527737032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3093376870527737032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/04/theyre-in-malaysia-right-now.html' title='THEY&apos;RE IN MALAYSIA RIGHT NOW ♥♥♥'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S9nA3CDsdvI/AAAAAAAAAfM/EsIFgStA3QY/s72-c/DSC07400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-2346050780762180375</id><published>2010-04-09T03:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T04:08:15.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥♥♥ Just Some Pre-Concert Excitement ♥♥♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S741E9XgnII/AAAAAAAAAfE/2FO87idlecw/s1600/20241_1302689055366_1474659060_821235_7163573_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457858157728537730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S741E9XgnII/AAAAAAAAAfE/2FO87idlecw/s320/20241_1302689055366_1474659060_821235_7163573_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;the band♥♥♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457858121630386610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S741C25CibI/AAAAAAAAAek/FoaHJwvpsmI/s320/014eu%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Hot motocycle model x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457858135657964882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S741DrJeZVI/AAAAAAAAAes/kQTBpmH3zQE/s320/18831_103710186322354_100000501193350_96641_5882198_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"You're automatic~ There's no real love in you, why do I keep loving you?" Automatic will be one of the songs they'll perform&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S741EbQgrII/AAAAAAAAAe0/HrvU_hZvU5c/s1600/24658993%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457858148572376194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S741EbQgrII/AAAAAAAAAe0/HrvU_hZvU5c/s320/24658993%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Just a look at Bill without make-up, for a change.. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Lol! Well, now that I've succesfully wasted two minutes of your time.. Cheers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&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/3969490264592752134-2346050780762180375?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/2346050780762180375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=2346050780762180375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/2346050780762180375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/2346050780762180375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-some-pre-concert-excitement.html' title='♥♥♥ Just Some Pre-Concert Excitement ♥♥♥'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S741E9XgnII/AAAAAAAAAfE/2FO87idlecw/s72-c/20241_1302689055366_1474659060_821235_7163573_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-7476331439736837001</id><published>2010-04-09T02:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T04:22:00.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KISS ME, FATE ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S74tvgL7VSI/AAAAAAAAAec/pSIToW9vqfE/s1600/TokioHotelHUMANOID%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457850092536681762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S74tvgL7VSI/AAAAAAAAAec/pSIToW9vqfE/s320/TokioHotelHUMANOID%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;First of all, for those of you sad people who didn't know, Tokio Hotel is coming to Malaysia, and their concert in KL is on the first of May! So yeah, if you didn't know that, it's probably because I didn't know your phone number hence you were safe from my ranting. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well, as all of you (who I've been continually in touch with) know, I've been slinking around the place like a true emo kid for the last few days moaning bout how the tickets for the Tokio Hotel concert in KL is not for sale. Well, glad to say that's over :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The online contest that TMnet's promotion department, Everyone Connects held on Facebook expired on Monday. Since Monday, I have been a very paranoid-obsessive emo person to be around, because all I did was check their fan page every few seconds. Well, all that torment is over, folks - results were announced a few hours back, round 12am I think, maybe eleven. Anyway, I took a deep breath, clicked on the link, scrolled down, and -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SCREAMED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My name was right there, like near the top of the thousand-strong list, I was one of the winners and now will be going to TH's live show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Awesome, baby, just awesome. I cried for 5 to 10 freakin minutes for no damn reason. Well, maybe the fact that I was going to a Tokio Hotel concert, FINALLY, had something to do with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Well, I posted a celebration-notice on FB, and immediately got replies from Ian and Yusof. So then I checked the list for Yusof, and HE WON TOO! I was like wtf.. but his reactions were better! XD Then I checked for Mitchele, Melanie.. and Kishya. Win, win and win. So I called each person and woke them up in their respective sequence, and we all chatted like crazy for a long time, making plans. We're all going together. Then Ian called and told me he HAD won too (I had checked the list, he wasn't there).. except he was on the second list for those wonners who hadn't filled in their proper details. Lol! So all of us won. That's kind of...well. Who cares? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm going to a Tokio Hotel concert with my best friends ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What more could I have asked for? So the plans are all made, I know who's gonna take who. No, scrub that - not ALL the plans are made. Like transport and stuff. My dad's in India and my mom was already asleep so I'll have to deafen them tomorrow with the news :D I'll prob call my dad or something. But basically the winners are Kishya, Mel, Mitchele, me, Sof and Ian. Wow. Haha ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Well that's all. Is it sad that I'm posting about a concert I haven't been to yet, instead of the one I recently attended? I went to Zee Avi's live show in KL, I'll post bout that later aight :) With pics! ;) It's just that.. I've been wanting and waiting for the chance to attend a Tokio Hotel concert for a looooong time now. And that chance is now mine :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Love, love, love.. I love you Fate ;) Or Luck or whoever helped out with this. I won't deny that I DO deserve it! xD ♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-7476331439736837001?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/7476331439736837001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=7476331439736837001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/7476331439736837001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/7476331439736837001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/04/kiss-me-fate.html' title='KISS ME, FATE ♥'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S74tvgL7VSI/AAAAAAAAAec/pSIToW9vqfE/s72-c/TokioHotelHUMANOID%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-7834933555195245521</id><published>2010-03-10T22:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T23:36:40.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I have my heart back, please?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Heyya~ So, I haven't updated, for like, &lt;em&gt;days... &lt;/em&gt;but I'm updating now, right? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Right.. so, the last few days have been quite eventful, but.. well, I'll just start with Monday. Cuz my memory doesn't go beyond that. Short-term memory loss, lol! Uhmm... let's see.. Monday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Oh yeah~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Walked with Han to Kishya's place, and that was HILARIOUS~ I somehow managed to freak out Han's scl friends without doing anything. Oh-kayy. Anyway, we landed in Kishya's living room soon enough. It was kinda weird at first, cuz we were just sitting there like... -awkward silence- but then we started, and we. did. not. STOP! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;We were like talking bout all kindsa stuff and nonsense! Then at one point we had a camera war! CAMWAR OF THE CAMWHORES~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447018241440675090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S5eyOyYk9RI/AAAAAAAAAeM/8ybD9-BdI-Q/s320/DSC07127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;...looked better on my phone. Still, disregarding the pixel quality, not a bad shot ey? ;) Kishy on the left, Han on the right, in their respective (pixel)bomb shelters XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447018247794888098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S5eyPKDijaI/AAAAAAAAAeU/y3VUyBiVKNY/s320/DSC07132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Is it me or am I seeing green?? O.o CAM BATTLE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Yeah, it was CRAZY. We each hid ourselves somewhere, Kishya outside, Han behind the sofa and me behind the dining room wall. At one point, I somehow caught hold of his phone, and me and Kish totally ambushed the poor defenceless guy XD So he went and shut himself out of the house. So I went to the dining room window, and called out his name, and he didn't even register that I was right behind him! XD He opened the front door thinking I was there.. lol! Anyway, that was nuts. In the end, he didn't keep any pics of me (good. I looked horrible that day x.x) but I can't say the same for Kish! :P Hehhehheh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Anyway yeah~ Kishya's bro Kishyan had disappeared upstairs before me and Han had even entered her house but at one point he came down and we saw him and we were all like "Hi...hi...hi..hi.." ANYWAY.. when he sat down at the laptop in the living room, Kish told him "Why are you here? We're having a private conversation" and I pitied the guy so I said "Oh we are??" And everyone was like swt! XD I mean, we DID try to coax him to show himself when he was hiding. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;So yeah, then Han's bro came and gave me a ride home, so nice of him. Then something about selling people in Thailand came up on the way and I was like O.O but Han said, don't worry we don't sell people. Usually. Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Yeah, so that was Monday. Tuesday..piano class. Die die. Piano teacher confirmed that I'm doomed cuz the exam is on the first of April, so there is NO time. That sucks. I've never been this unprepared before. Then bro came home.. usual stuff la. Well, not all usual, there was a drama goin on between me and my friend via text but.. well. Wednesday...today! Right..morning went out.. raced back for piano at 3pm...I was better than yesterday and my piano teacher got pissed cuz I improved in one day when I hadn't been doing anything for months.. but my mom bought her a CUPCAKE :) Cupcakes are FEELGOOD food, so.. yeah. I got one too! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Everyone's contacting me bout tomorrow. My old primary friends, my secondary friends, all other sesat friends..everyone. Well, no.. everyone who was in Form 5 last year. Big boo, cuz tomorrow's results day for us SPM-takers. And everyone, I mean EVERYONE is on edge about it. Except me :) I know I didn't put in any effort, so.. yeah. You know me. Except for my tuiton subjects, Maths and BM of course. And English, who goes wrong with English? Everything else.. fate decides. So I've had to listen to exclamations of fear, outbreaks of nervousness, suicidal declarations, and people practicing their last will and testament. =.= Actually only one person did that. Sheesh. I guess I'm not being fair, I mean they actually care bout their results.. so I guess they'd be nervous. Well, since they care so much..I wish them all the best, no matter what! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I HAVE NO IDEA what to WEAR tomorrow. It's kinda like a small last reunion, cuz I DOUBT I'll see any of these people again. Except for my close friends, of course. How could I ever not see them again? Love em to bits. Anyway, so yeah. After the results, my mom wanted to take me to go watch Alice in Wonderland with her. Not sure bout that yet, we'll see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So yeah. I had a few things I wanted to update about..but unfortunately my thoughts are just too scattered right now for me to remember what it was. So... sorry! :D Gomenasai!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Over and out ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Cheers~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Since against my sense and will,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I've had it torn apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'd thank you much if you would please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Give me back my heart.~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Felt like emo-ing a bit bout something. Sorry~ And yeah, I know my verses suck. But that was part of a new song I'm THINKING of writing. XD Yeah.. I haven't written it down yet. Well.. you know me. ;) Ciaou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-7834933555195245521?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/7834933555195245521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=7834933555195245521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/7834933555195245521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/7834933555195245521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/03/can-i-have-my-heart-back-please.html' title='Can I have my heart back, please?'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S5eyOyYk9RI/AAAAAAAAAeM/8ybD9-BdI-Q/s72-c/DSC07127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-8613636059207920382</id><published>2010-03-03T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T00:29:24.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Fighting Back, and I'm not Backing Down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;So today, went with Ian to see this guy who offered him and a friend (me) jobs around his production company. Not jobs, exactly, more like a chance to gain experience in that sort of environment. A place where they deal with the real showbiz works, ya know ;) Anyway first we stopped at MusicMart, so I finally got to see Ian's dad's shop. We messed around in the studio inside the shop for awhile, and I was real thrilled with the keyboard/synthesizer thingymajiggy. Then Ian performed some CRAZY dance routines for me, but cuz he'll kill me if I say any more than that, that's all I can tell ya XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Anyway the production company is called "Homegrown", and so we talked to Mike, Ivy and Becky. Uhm, basically they said we would be updating their website and stuff. It's mostly about just witnessing what goes on around there, I guess. For experience. Since we'll be in that line of work. So yeah, Becky will be the one helpin us and all, and she asked us to come up with a few ideas for their HomegrownSpace which is basically a platform for local acts and local artists, whether it's photography, illustrations, painting, music, theatre, dance, whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So, anyone who wants to publicise their form of art, step forward please :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Anyway, then one big drama happened, regarding the transport. I dunno, I was expecting something but someone didn't actually carry it out..whatever la. Anyway my dad got pissed but anyway he stressed that transport must be arranged carefully. Then he called Becky about when I would be going for work and that I'll stop in April when college starts. Stressful!!! Anyway thanks to my dad for bringing me and Ian back, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My piano practical exams are next month in April as well, early April too, of all things. I mean like, WTF?? I dunno, I'm feeling low right now with everything converging on me all of a sudden. I just hope I don't fail because my piano teacher will blow a fuse. Actually, I might blow a fuse myself. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;WELL. Ignoring all that crap.. I watched Glee earlier and my fave part was when the Blonde Female Hitler called out the Glee kids on her team: "Santana! Wheels! Gay Kid! Asian! Other Asian!.." and so on and so forth. I mean like, what the toot?? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And I suppose that's about it. I'm battling all kinds of weirdness right now, you do NOT wanna know! Lol!!! Well..maybe I'll go to my nice air-conditioned bedroom, jump on my bed and read Pendragon, Bobby battling all kinds of Saint Dane! Nyahahaha.. okay2, sorry.. obsession, as you know. ;) By the way.. did I mention? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HATE THIS FREAKIN WEATHER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't even know if it's hot or just warm and uber dry.. whatever it is, it SUCKS. =.=  I mean, I'm sweating like HELL. DX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sigh.. okay. That's all for now. I dunno bout the job at the production company. A one-month, money-less lot of labour? =.= Well, at least Ian will be there for me to annoy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;CIAOU~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-8613636059207920382?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/8613636059207920382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=8613636059207920382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8613636059207920382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8613636059207920382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-fighting-back-and-im-not-backing.html' title='I&apos;m Fighting Back, and I&apos;m not Backing Down.'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-2725393044172487131</id><published>2010-03-03T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T00:53:10.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PENDRAGON~</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444075297578565938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S409o6KmQTI/AAAAAAAAAds/szQ7GnRRYvQ/s320/n49378.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444075304938304978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S409pVlS9dI/AAAAAAAAAd0/7gE3ZW_D2ho/s320/n49379.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444075308485327026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S409piy-OLI/AAAAAAAAAd8/HT4OuORPAqs/s320/n49727.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S409qA2W0DI/AAAAAAAAAeE/lpUrnIa309c/s1600-h/n56547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444075316552585266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S409qA2W0DI/AAAAAAAAAeE/lpUrnIa309c/s320/n56547.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I mean, I KNOW not everyone's gonna know bout everything, but honestly, I think I should inform those who dunno bout this~ -major grin-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;PENDRAGON!!! It's an awesome piece of fiction by D.J.MacHale, and whoa, do I love it. It's not some chick lit, don't worry. I know there are lots of male fans.. but question is, is it up to your personal taste?? For those of you who actually read, that is.. =.= I know some of you DON'T, which is a pity. Books can never be outdated, c'mon people!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;So anyway the pictures above are the covers of the first four books of this series, and frankly I'm too lazy to post anymore, sorry. The covers aren't gonna tell you the magic inside, anyway. :P Frankly the story is bout this ordinary guy Bobby who discovers he isn't so ordinary after all. Instead, he's dragged on a trip that changes his whole life, throws him into utter confusion, takes him to new worlds and demands him to save eternity.. all at once. Think that's a load on? Try adding that scary demon guy who's out to get him... and wreck the future of everything that exists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Yeah..... IT ROCKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Hahaha.. sorry if it's not your thing, that's too bad. But I sure as heck loved it! So hey, I know I kinda suck at reviews, so just look for it the next time you enter a bookstore alright!? Don't tell me you don't even go to bookstores. Just find it, flip through it, read a little, see if you like it. That's all :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Haha.. I guess that's all for now. Ciaou~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-2725393044172487131?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/2725393044172487131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=2725393044172487131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/2725393044172487131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/2725393044172487131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/03/pendragon.html' title='PENDRAGON~'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S409o6KmQTI/AAAAAAAAAds/szQ7GnRRYvQ/s72-c/n49378.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-3237920164413196609</id><published>2010-02-28T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T23:49:22.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desktop Picture.. =.=</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hey guys, remember this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443313323927632562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4qIoNHberI/AAAAAAAAAdk/atlDE1LihwY/s320/n718751732_1244270_229%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;This was us in 2008, during that kolam competition. Although we didn't win first prize -pout- we still had tons of fun doing that thing! Haha.. Anyway, the thing is, my mom likes it so much, I returned today to see that she made it the desktop image. I was like....... "......" Lol!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Seriously, did I really look that weird in school!?? =.= Plus, WHAT is with that pose? At least everyone else looks normal. Haha.. but it was a nice moment to capture, anyway.. ohmygod, Cookie looks so cuuuute~ XD Just had to say it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yeah, that's about it for now.. if there's some other trivial lil' thing on my mind, be sure.. I'll be back!!! Ciaou~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-3237920164413196609?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/3237920164413196609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=3237920164413196609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3237920164413196609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3237920164413196609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/02/desktop-picture.html' title='Desktop Picture.. =.='/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4qIoNHberI/AAAAAAAAAdk/atlDE1LihwY/s72-c/n718751732_1244270_229%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-7845259764558572937</id><published>2010-02-28T20:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T21:42:25.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling and Karaoke~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hey~ first of all, I should warn you that I've decided to try all the pastel colours for the font of this post. Just a heads-up ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Anyway, today I went to Summit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;♥ at 1.30pm (okay fine.. 1.45pm to be exact) to meet up with Kishy Wishy and Mel at the bowling alley. We were gonna bowl!!! May I add that the bowling alley is a place I haven't set foot in for like, seven to eight years. =.= I was kinda not looking forward to seeing how bad I was at it, but I drew up enough non-wussiness to try! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443277432724904498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4pn_D932jI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Ql3vO6ZKX1I/s320/mini-IMG_4508%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;lol! doesn't the green one resemble a watermelon?? ^^"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;It was actually pretty fun! I mean, I did miss all the pins completely at least twice, but I managed to score some good ones at least twice too! Mel said it was cuz the attendant, who was a guy with cute hair, was sitting there watching at that point. Haha.. I absolutely refuse to acknowledge that. Cmon, I don't need that kind of good luck charm! :P Anyway! Kishya obviously scored the highest, she's good at it like totally and so is Mel. Towards the end of our game I realised my ball kept going to the right.. right into the gutter! =.= What's with that?? Haha! But it was fun! I am SO making them take me again! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Next we went to the cinema entrance for two reasons: 1. to catch a glimpse of tania (unsuccessful) and 2. to decide what movie to watch (unsuccessful). We were... unsuccessful... on both counts. Well actually Kish and Mel wanted to watch a local horror movie, but I put my foot down.. I have nothing against local movies. Or horror movies. But when you combine "local" with "horror", sorry, I'm gone. So we decided to head over to the karaoke booth (one of my usual hangouts there) and we bought 20 songs plus 7 free that came with the package. Haha! We were so ready for a screechfest. :D Unfortunately they didn't have what Mel wanted - "Bad Romance", but we managed to pick out some really good songs while browsing through their woefully-lacking list. We stayed in there for like an hour or more, I think. All three off us were dead-thirsty by the end of it, and I am now in danger of getting a sore throat. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So, next we went to Starbucks, where I ordered a Chocolate Cream Chip (the only thing I drink from there) and a Tiramisu. Lol nice service, I should say.. haha! Well, it's cool when the people behind the counter are so cheerful, but it's so rare!! Anyway.. then while we were talking at a table, someone from behind poked me in the sides and I yelled LOUD ENOUGH to wake the DEAD. Anyway, it turned out to be... Amil! And I didn't remember his name!!! He was my classmate and I'd already forgotten his name.. so embarassing! Then he tried to be all emo but I pulled him back by the sleeve, haha! He looked stylish, must say. He's working at the Reject Shop. After talking to him for awhile, my dad called and said he was on the way to pick me up so I practially ran all the way to the escalator in front of McD's and said ciaou to Kish and Mel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Then I came home and now I'm updating my blog. :P OH OH OH! Plus, I officially noted three &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;hot ♥ guys today at the mall. Hot guy number 1, Hot guy number 2 and Hot guy number 3! :D I don't know whether I'm more excited or mortified. Excited because.. they were hot! Mortified because..I noticed them even though I had successfully stopped noticing guys for some time now. =.= Don't get me wrong, it's not like I've switched from guys to girls, it's just that these dudes are.. strangers. And more likely than not, that's all they're ever gonna be. Because I'm not bold or stupid enough to walk up to them and start a random conversation. XD Oh wait.. now there's an idea.. O.O kidding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Lol! I'm not gonna mention who they were or where because two certain people who read this might go all "WTF" on me! XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Anyway, I guess that's about it.. for now~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;RANDOM HOT GUYS!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Yeah, I've lost it. Well.. cheers! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-7845259764558572937?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/7845259764558572937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=7845259764558572937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/7845259764558572937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/7845259764558572937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/02/bowling-and-karaoke.html' title='Bowling and Karaoke~'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4pn_D932jI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Ql3vO6ZKX1I/s72-c/mini-IMG_4508%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-7696124944408839132</id><published>2010-02-27T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T22:09:42.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All About Us ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Well.. just here to make sure this blog doesn't gradually die again. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Nothing much happened last couple of days. Just chatting, drawing and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;So I've finally scanned that picture of Argentine I copied from one of the panels of D.N.Angel. But I'm still too much of a wuss to put it up on DA. =.= Currently, my DA account is kind of dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Plus the many pictures of characters from the Pendragon saga I've been drawing up lately..these I'm even more reluctant to post because they came purely out of my head, based on the descriptions of them in the books. So people might be like.. well ,you know. But I seriously effing love drawing Pendragon characters.. I mean, it' s just so much fun, doing them my own way. Loor is kinda hard, though.. she's supposed to be drop-dead gorgeous while being a usually-sulky, kick-ass warrior girl. I can't seem to do her image enough justice. And Alder.. he's not supposed to be good-looking, but honestly he's such a sweetheart I HAVE to draw him good-looking, I mean wtf? X) I've set my Spader and Bobby characters in stone already. Or paper, whatever. Spader is a leeeetle bit too pretty for a boy, though. But who cares! The guy is HOT. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sorry.. over-obsession. XD You'll understand if you've read the Pendragon series. I mean, whoa, baby. Haha.. the territories are just uber awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ANYWAY. Yeah, otherwise I'm just waiting for Merlin to start.. I'll be able to watch this week's episode after all.. the repeats are on Saturday night after the Biggest Loser Asia. =.= I'm not too fond of that show, even if it DOES help people lose weight. It's just another tension-filled drama monger. -sticks tongue out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Well anyway.. that's all or now. Explanation for title : t.A.T.u. - All About Us, quite an old song but still pulls at my heartstrings nonetheless. Lol ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Cheers :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-7696124944408839132?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/7696124944408839132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=7696124944408839132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/7696124944408839132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/7696124944408839132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/02/all-about-us.html' title='All About Us ♥'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-1146829010442160117</id><published>2010-02-25T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T01:24:43.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First recording session~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Heyyyyy~ lol, I still can't believe I brought this blog back to life. Well, at least I have time to post now :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Anyway!! Today was hectic from the second I woke up (at 10.30am, lol!) but my piano lesson wasn't bad.. it was better than yesterday's, anyway. Then I zoomed through washing my hair because in this horrid weather I NEEDED to wash my head!!! Anyway result is I set off for Ian's place round 5.20pm and the FREAKIN' SECOND the sole of my shoe touched the porch it started to rain =.= So then I had to take my mom's fave green umbrella and she was like =.= haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Anyway, I'm being bombarded from all sides here so I won't be able to narrate too thoroughly. Hmm.. did I hear someone breathe a sigh of relief? -raises eyebrow- Haha.. anyway I turned up at Ian's house to find that Kishya the Rani &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;♥ and Kokonuht were already there (always I'm the late one =.= ) but wait.. Rayhan was there since earlier, I think. Anyway, we had a freakin' blast! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I think I got a little bit too hyper.. which I haven't done for a long time now. =.= Sorry if I scared anyone. WELL..anyway..Ian looked real happy bout something, wonder what it was? :P Lol..I couldn't help but notice. Ohh, and his grandfather is COOL~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Anyway the recording.. what can I say? My voice wasn't at it's best today..so I'm not too happy with the outcome. If I get the chance, I'm sooo getting ian to re-do it with me. Sigh. But still, it was pretty fun.. we all laughed a whole damn lot, and glad to say it wasn't at my singing.. :P Which is good cuz I sounded.. off. :( Ah well..try and try again! Right? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Man do I use a lot of emoticons. =.= Haha..anyway Rayhan left first though my dad had arrived first.. I couldn't leave yet cuz Ian was bluetoothing the song to my phone. It ISN'T perfect! In fact, the pre-chorus parts suck a bit. I put the mic too close to my mouth or something. Ugh T.T Well..whatever. Then I left and landed back here. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Well yeah.. today was fun. I just hope I wasn't too weird.. haha. Well, what's a girl like me to do bout that, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Ciaou ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;P.S. NEXT POST COMING UP - MY LATEST HOPE! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-1146829010442160117?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/1146829010442160117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=1146829010442160117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/1146829010442160117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/1146829010442160117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-recording-session.html' title='First recording session~'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-8357503134977301322</id><published>2010-02-24T23:32:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T03:32:10.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"KYAAAAAAAAAA!! CIEL~" ..I quote his Royal Highness ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4VrzvlSsRI/AAAAAAAAAdM/x1oaIDPLrsg/s1600-h/13872852%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 137px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 124px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441874261437493522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4VrzvlSsRI/AAAAAAAAAdM/x1oaIDPLrsg/s320/13872852%5B1%5D.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4VrzazbSLI/AAAAAAAAAdE/nADIgFuLG80/s1600-h/2467_prince_soma%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441874255859632306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4VrzazbSLI/AAAAAAAAAdE/nADIgFuLG80/s320/2467_prince_soma%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4Vry2BFsFI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pDbBuxk2Mqk/s1600-h/_Kuroshitsuji__Prince_Soma_by_Morgen_von_Shiffer%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441874245984825426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4Vry2BFsFI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pDbBuxk2Mqk/s320/_Kuroshitsuji__Prince_Soma_by_Morgen_von_Shiffer%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PRINCE SOMA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I sooo ♥ him! He's such a CUUUTE, clueless, hilariously-selfish character! He ran away from his luxurious Indian home to London with Agni, his loyal manservant, to look for Meena, a servant girl who disappeared from his palace. Turns out Meena had left willingly with some Londoner but anyway Prince Soma stays with Agni in London, close to his favourite touchy, grumpy playmate - Ciel! Nyahaha.. plus he's sooo cute even when he's being scolded by Sebastian! Like Sebastian said, "Even now, you're playing the hero in a tragedy". DAMN RIGHT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Prince Soma~~Even Ciel can't help but agree to help Soma when he's in danger of losing Agni.. thus his cute "KYAAAAA~ CIEL!" and he jumped on Ciel! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Anyway the thing is I totally wanna cosplay as Prince Soma. I know, right? Crossplaying..as a guy.. swt. But he's just too cuuute! So i looked up Soma cosplayers on the net but they were pretty rare. Many Ciels, many Sebastians..even Grell. Eww, I dislike Grell. But whatever. Here's the easily best pic out of the 5 or so Soma cosplayers that I found:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441874265954363650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4Vr0AaMqQI/AAAAAAAAAdU/VQ-lS2iOHLY/s320/2404351.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wow, I was like ohmygosh, so hot~ LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;But problem is, the outfit and accessories are too expensive.. especially since I'm broke =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;But one day... I WILL cosplay as Prince Soma!!! I'm bent on it~! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Okay, okay.. it's 3.10am.. I better ciaou..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;...for now. :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Gnite ;)&lt;/span&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/3969490264592752134-8357503134977301322?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/8357503134977301322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=8357503134977301322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8357503134977301322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8357503134977301322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/02/kyaaaaaaaaaa-ciel-i-quote-his-royal.html' title='&quot;KYAAAAAAAAAA!! CIEL~&quot; ..I quote his Royal Highness ♥'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4VrzvlSsRI/AAAAAAAAAdM/x1oaIDPLrsg/s72-c/13872852%5B1%5D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-1070771443665774954</id><published>2010-02-22T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T21:32:14.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunway Pyramid 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441056023090784418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4KDoANTaKI/AAAAAAAAAbc/u4BDGMg0q7s/s320/DSC06953.JPG" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lol! Kishya and Polin~ Battle of the cams! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441056035599894434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4KDouztR6I/AAAAAAAAAbs/lnnmwsqeD30/s320/DSC07009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mitchele! We sat in the exact same place as last year, so I took a pic of her in the same spot! -huge grin-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441056029911846610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4KDoZnkjtI/AAAAAAAAAbk/JzyKmKLdV2k/s320/DSC07002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mitchele again~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441056040622574722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4KDpBhNTII/AAAAAAAAAb0/rzE80G9N4tg/s320/DSC07010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Two of my former 5F classmates :D Bumped into them at Sunway McDonald's..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Haha.. went out with Kish, Polin and Huey San to watch "Avatar".. haha I was kinda late so I had to run around (or strut..whichever ;) haha) looking for Nando's, of all places =.= Anyway! It was damn fun and Huey San kept laughing everytime she looked at me.. then she said she couldn't decide if I was scarier or funnier. Lol! Polin and Kishya were like swt.. those two had to be sane enough to handle me and Huey San :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Mitchele's dad picked me up from the house and we scooted to Sunway to watch TWO movies at one go! Lol.. when we were buying the tickets we made the guy behind the counter laugh because of the way we talked to each other (not that I was totally checking him out or anything :P ). So we watched "Tooth Fairy" and laughed until our sides split! Then we went down to McD's, but I couldn't eat what I ordered =.= so Mitchele told me to put it in my bag..lol! We bumped into Ian, kc and Cassey at the Asian Avenue..they were celebrating her bday. Anyway, we thought we were late for "Legion" but we sat down just in time! Oh god, "Legion" was freakin' awesome! Haha.. Mitchele kept exclaiming at every swear word uttered on screen..and the guy sitting on my other side glanced at her like "whaaat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Anyway! PHOTO BOOTH! Turned out freakin' great..but I haven't scanned the pics yet.. will do that later. :) Talked a lot, walked round.. spent money =.= In the end, waited at Starbucks for my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well.. that was long =.= Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cheers~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-1070771443665774954?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/1070771443665774954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=1070771443665774954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/1070771443665774954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/1070771443665774954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/02/sunway-pyramid-2.html' title='Sunway Pyramid 2'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4KDoANTaKI/AAAAAAAAAbc/u4BDGMg0q7s/s72-c/DSC06953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-6995169610927733187</id><published>2010-02-22T20:11:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T21:13:17.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunway Pyramid~</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441048169426025938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4J8e3BtfdI/AAAAAAAAAaE/MJc9ZWhsx08/s320/DSC06791.JPG" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tara doesn't wanna eat her cherry~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441048181748772354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4J8fk7rrgI/AAAAAAAAAaU/dezY7zeH5Fk/s320/DSC06797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tara and me snatching a shot outside starbucks :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441048175791122850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4J8fOvRKaI/AAAAAAAAAaM/UwCFNFL5WsA/s320/DSC06792.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the Xmas decorations in Pyramid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ANOTHER DAY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441048190030364114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4J8gDyKvdI/AAAAAAAAAak/Mf8GqYlCYXs/s320/DSC06970.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I convinced Rose to pose for me.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441050547406493170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4J-pRsb1fI/AAAAAAAAAbU/1bns_RVGKVI/s320/DSC06977.JPG" /&gt;LEGION!!! We didn't watch that though.. we watched "Cirque du Freak: The Vampire's Assistant" instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441050543179493410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4J-pB8o8CI/AAAAAAAAAbM/VGvCOKyKbx8/s320/DSC06974.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I dunno WHAT they're doin.. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441050530957079666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4J-oUaltHI/AAAAAAAAAbE/RTJK-Lo7J8Y/s320/DSC06971.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;emotional discussion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441048188294216002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4J8f9UPOUI/AAAAAAAAAac/L9mLEWZ9huc/s320/19571_1308277579579_1009758740_30963165_6372817_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;this pic was so random I decided to.. edge it up a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, I went with Tara to watch Disney's "The Princess and the Frog".. we totally had a blast. At A&amp;amp;W's Tara had a dilemma involving a cherry! It came with my ice cream brownie and she started laughing, so I put it in her root beer float! Lol.. she used the straw to chuck it on the tray. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Xmas decorations were pretty ^^ and I bought a bunch of stuff.. it was a great day out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Another day (I don't rmbr the dates) I met up with my old primary schoolmates Pam, Rose and Sharan.. we decided to watch "Cirque du Freak" (which ROCKED, btw!). So we had fun talking bout certain stuff.. then I dragged Rose to help me choose a rockin' wrist accessory to match my rockstar-chick outfit -huge grin- haha.. we have a lot in common. Anyway..oh! We went to the photo booth but it was a disaster cuz only two of the pics came out.. WASTAGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Haha.. next post comin' up~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3969490264592752134-6995169610927733187?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/6995169610927733187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=6995169610927733187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6995169610927733187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6995169610927733187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/02/sunway-pyramid.html' title='Sunway Pyramid~'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4J8e3BtfdI/AAAAAAAAAaE/MJc9ZWhsx08/s72-c/DSC06791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-2099745059706911834</id><published>2010-02-22T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T19:20:12.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M BACK!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4Jn3t6_xrI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/UspGJJvrqBI/s1600-h/back%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441025506734491314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4Jn3t6_xrI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/UspGJJvrqBI/s320/back%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHE HAS RETURNED... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Well, since people have been complaining about how this blog had been abandoned, and someone went as far to say "Boriiing.." -you know who you are!- I have decided to RETURN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Nyahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Ahem.. well anyway.. here are some updates that I owe certain people, so... enjoy! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;love ya, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Plus - sorry it took so damn long! But I know you guys forgiiiiive me ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-2099745059706911834?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/2099745059706911834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=2099745059706911834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/2099745059706911834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/2099745059706911834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-back.html' title='I&apos;M BACK!!'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S4Jn3t6_xrI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/UspGJJvrqBI/s72-c/back%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-7287284368996316453</id><published>2010-01-07T00:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T01:00:21.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S0TBh1G79MI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/vPZlQoo3YII/s1600-h/happy_new_year_2010_card-p137710923531843483q6k5_400%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423672638196937922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S0TBh1G79MI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/vPZlQoo3YII/s320/happy_new_year_2010_card-p137710923531843483q6k5_400%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Sorry guys... I forgot.. Happy New Year (2010)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423671155070039346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S0TALgB7dTI/AAAAAAAAAZc/gQ0z72ZehMQ/s320/l_737f673733784c4faaee7024265854de%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And I do kinda miss my crazy ex-class.. (my best friends weren't there that day so they're not in the pic =.= )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423671925505081106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S0TA4WH9PxI/AAAAAAAAAZk/rKYnRiJIhJI/s320/celebrity-pictures-bill-kaulitz-still-crazy%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Bill pic is just for random fun - how could anyone be so cute and funny at the same time!? Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay.. that's all. Ciaou.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-7287284368996316453?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/7287284368996316453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=7287284368996316453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/7287284368996316453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/7287284368996316453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-2010.html' title='Happy 2010'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/S0TBh1G79MI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/vPZlQoo3YII/s72-c/happy_new_year_2010_card-p137710923531843483q6k5_400%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-3781325043395074502</id><published>2010-01-06T23:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T00:37:03.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dropping a Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Obviously I haven't been getting the chance to update this blog very much lately. Unfortunately I can't right now either. However I have this utter refusal to leave my blog so destitute for so long. So even if this is a mere few short lines, it's still something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ever since I got better round before Xmas, I've been all over the place, so this blog is not outdated for want of activity or interesting updates. On the contrary I'm bursting to write down some stuff, but it is want of Time, that short slippery creature, who flits by too quickly. I'm out of Time, guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've been to loads of parties, and out to the mall a few times. I'm out meeting any kind of person my dad can get his hands on to talk about their experiences. I'm out researching colleges. I've been on a tour of the News Straits Times newsprint office, I've been talking to cousins I don't usually get the chance to meet. What a short, boring summary this is, but as I said, for the want of time, I have no other choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;If you're asking about the little personal quirks of my weird self, well.. here's one. Last night at 1.30am (okay, this morning.. oh is it yesterday morning? It's 12.19am, the next day.. am i confusing you?) I saw Tokio Hotel's "World Behind My Wall" on MTV!!! Hallelujah... I still haven't caught a glimpse of "Automatic" though. Pity..I'll keep trying!!! (raises fist in resolution) Whenever I find myself at home anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh, I've started personally studying German. Yes, it's that Deutsch mania again. So sue me. The language has caught and holds my interest. I've managed to snatch a few moments to draw a bit too. Also, I've now taken to carrying a notebook to jot down all my observations and personal, idiosynchratic views. I view this mostly as a result of not being able to access my blog often anymore, or even the time to keep a diary. So a notebook will have to do. I absolutely refuse to have my creativity stifled, even despite limited energy (blast my lack of motivation, or physical shortcomings!) or fleeting time. Is it me, or does Time actually seem shorter nowadays anyway??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've just discovered this new song I totally love on Channel V - "Love Like This" by Korean boy-band SS501. Yes, the song is mostly in Korean, so if you're not a fan of non-English songs, disregard this. However, I'm totally into it and this song is catchy and upbeat and... the guys are HOT. Well, in the MV anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hahaha... is that enough of me to last you for some time? Though I daresay anyone has hardly missed me from this blog. While I do want more feedback from friends, I refuse to publicise this blog for the world to see... haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;P.S. Tara - sorry I still haven't updated about our trip.. and thanks a LOT for the pics!!! Love you~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-3781325043395074502?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/3781325043395074502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=3781325043395074502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3781325043395074502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3781325043395074502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2010/01/dropping-note.html' title='Dropping a Note'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-742776070771484021</id><published>2009-12-12T15:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T16:52:23.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas Carol :P and Deepavali Drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Although the last week I've been battling against the worst of the anemia, I did get to go out a bit before that. And since everyone has been rating movies lately, here's what I get to review:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414254132110851314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SyNLcnwofPI/AAAAAAAAAYc/J61Qpydmgvo/s320/Jim-Carey-christmascarol%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yes, I watched Jim Carrey's "A Christmas Carol".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It was pretty funny, though it doesn't particularly ring true with the classic story. But then, what movie ever does it's written counterpart any justice? (Think Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Other than that, I spent a few days hanging out in malls and all, despite the upcoming Econs exam. My mom took me on one day to the Popular sale, which was HUGE. I shall post later bout the books I bought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then on the 5th Dheepah Chinniah Sexy Mama had her party and we had mad fun!! It was seriously crazy..here are some pics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414263287247584706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SyNTxhTUvcI/AAAAAAAAAYk/QrzltlMVCPI/s320/10953_202157863577_598458577_3087562_4706410_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;group pic :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414263298074154034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SyNTyJolFDI/AAAAAAAAAYs/AAjIOvXxoDM/s320/10953_202157848577_598458577_3087561_4049625_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414263301213138594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SyNTyVU-LqI/AAAAAAAAAY0/JuG_78giPgI/s320/10953_202157838577_598458577_3087560_3659132_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haha.. my usual hand pose (can already see the lack of blood!?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414263307830501938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SyNTyt-rIjI/AAAAAAAAAY8/hqQYeSLINvo/s320/10953_202157908577_598458577_3087568_1613315_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;anna and cupcake.. major lol (creds to dheep for the editing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414263315988793490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SyNTzMXwyJI/AAAAAAAAAZE/kzDDq9wIpjc/s320/10953_202157933577_598458577_3087570_4043210_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dheep, me, cupcake and anna :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yeah.. that's about it, I guess. I think there was more on my mind... but I've forgotten for now. Memory loss is often without enough blood...! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Haha.. it's true. But anyway.. ciaou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-742776070771484021?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/742776070771484021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=742776070771484021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/742776070771484021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/742776070771484021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-carol-p-and-deepavali-drama.html' title='A Christmas Carol :P and Deepavali Drama'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SyNLcnwofPI/AAAAAAAAAYc/J61Qpydmgvo/s72-c/Jim-Carey-christmascarol%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-3883111817435468692</id><published>2009-12-09T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T22:57:49.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paolo Nutin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hey again. My friend Kishya the Rani :) once asked me to check this guy out, she said his song "Candy" was awesome. I didn't have time back then to do that, but now I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SW5iKuP6G20&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SW5iKuP6G20&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Well, I didn't like his voice all that much at first. But after listening to it again, I kinda caught something in it that attracted me. Maybe it's the emotion in it..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But I went searching for more songs, and I must say I like this one better:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ffJ8xcfqOX0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ffJ8xcfqOX0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Thanks Rani..he's cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-3883111817435468692?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/3883111817435468692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=3883111817435468692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3883111817435468692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3883111817435468692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/12/paolo-nutin.html' title='Paolo Nutin...'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-8073217434438838912</id><published>2009-12-09T21:38:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T23:27:51.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down and Out (of Blood)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am ill. Unfortunately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was seriously anemic sometime last year, with my blood count going down to 5 or 6. Well, apparently I've gone anemic again. Not sure how bad it is yet, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But judging from my dizziness and inability to be properly active, I'd say it is bad. How annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tomorrow my mom will take me to hosp to see what the hell is goin on with me. To see this doctor, they say she's good. Yippee...blood tests and possibly stripping. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANYWAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here's some info on anemia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Anemia (pronounced /əˈniːmiə/, also spelled anaemia or anæmia; from Ancient Greek ἀναιμία anaimia, meaning "lack of blood") is a decrease in normal number of red blood cells (RBCs) or less than the normal quantity of hemoglobin in the blood.[1][2] However, it can include decreased oxygen-binding ability of each hemoglobin molecule due to deformity or lack in numerical development as in some other types of hemoglobin deficiency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most commonly, people with anemia report non-specific symptoms of a feeling of weakness, or fatigue, general malaise and sometimes poor concentration. They may also report shortness of breath, dyspnea, on exertion. In very severe anemia, the body may compensate for the lack of oxygen carrying capability of the blood by increasing cardiac output. The patient may have symptoms related to this, such as palpitations, angina (if preexisting heart disease is present), intermittent claudication of the legs, and symptoms of heart failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On examination, the signs exhibited may include pallor (pale skin, mucosal linings and nail beds) but this is not a reliable sign. There may be signs of specific causes of anemia, eg koilonychia (in iron deficiency), jaundice (when anemia results from abnormal break down of red blood cells — in hemolytic anemia), bone deformities (found in thalassaemia major) or leg ulcers (seen in sickle cell disease).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In severe anemia, there may be signs of a hyperdynamic circulation: a fast heart rate (tachycardia), flow murmurs, and cardiac enlargement. There may be signs of heart failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, moving on. All plans have been postponed until further notice. Sigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Plus right now I'm out of credit. Ugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well. Until later then. Ciaou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-8073217434438838912?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/8073217434438838912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=8073217434438838912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8073217434438838912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8073217434438838912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/12/down-and-out-of-blood.html' title='Down and Out (of Blood)'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-4610080176802492063</id><published>2009-12-08T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T21:24:12.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rihanna's Latest Singles (Rated R)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7XM_ztOqbEQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7XM_ztOqbEQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rihanna and her latest single "Russian Roulette" out from her "Rated R" album. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tSXCi7yEzdI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tSXCi7yEzdI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Wait Your Turn (Wait is Ova)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Personally, I prefer "Russian Roulette", but maybe the second single just hasn't grown on me yet. "Russian Roulatte" symbolises her dedication to a good relatioonship, a commitment that tests her at every turn. Or something like that. The things that happen to her symbolises her strength and determination not to go down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I love it ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gotta love that woman :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Ciaou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-4610080176802492063?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/4610080176802492063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=4610080176802492063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/4610080176802492063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/4610080176802492063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/12/rihannas-latest-singles-rated-r.html' title='Rihanna&apos;s Latest Singles (Rated R)'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-578035528137306887</id><published>2009-12-07T14:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T15:24:15.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom at Last!! -2-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Took forever to fix the stupid cbox. Dunno why it wasn't showing up. But it's okay.. I took the opportunity to redesign it. New colours, plus I figured out how to put in my own font style. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Meanwhile, for some reason I got it done in Xmas colours. A bit early, I know. Well, before I ciaou (again) here's a bunch of stuff from my shortshortshort wishlist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412387738889375586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Sxyp-PMuT2I/AAAAAAAAAXM/96y9BZsmgXk/s320/BGTOCOMBO08%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I WANT THAT CD. T-shirt would be a bonus :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412387745903812274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Sxyp-pVGHrI/AAAAAAAAAXc/TK_U8z0qCWk/s320/BlackBerry-Pearl-8100jpg.32272803%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412387739908620722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Sxyp-S_uwbI/AAAAAAAAAXU/nazsKKN5Eek/s320/W980-main%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Either one, or both is fine XD ... I like the walkman like hell though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412387756581618706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Sxyp_RG4hBI/AAAAAAAAAXs/o_QsslNbcBU/s320/WineDress%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Loves!! The dress, I mean...or both is fine too. XD ... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412389433706259186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Sxyrg44jovI/AAAAAAAAAX0/4j6Nu_MusXg/s320/6362800%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;... and the guy with the faux hawk! X'D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Okay... that's all for now :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I really am tiired now. Feel like every small movement of my head has my brain banging around inside my skull. :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;So ciaou ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-578035528137306887?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/578035528137306887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=578035528137306887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/578035528137306887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/578035528137306887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/12/freedom-at-last-2.html' title='Freedom at Last!! -2-'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Sxyp-PMuT2I/AAAAAAAAAXM/96y9BZsmgXk/s72-c/BGTOCOMBO08%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-1206965826801325622</id><published>2009-12-07T13:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T14:57:26.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom at Last!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hellllooww... I'm back!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Sorry for the long disappearance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;As we all know, the SPM atmosphere subtly spewed out the kind of tension that gets to even the best of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Or the worst. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;IT'S OVER!!! With the last paper ending at 12pm today (Economics), I thought everyone (well, the boys anyway) would start running and screaming like maniacs. Man was I in for a surprise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; they didn't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Strangely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Whatever. The point is, I'm free. Me, cupcake, cookie...winnie and christine. And other Fitrahns. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;But I also have a headache/sore throat. And I'm tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I could go on and tell you bout the plans me and my friends have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;But I think I'd rather much sleep instead. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So... ciaou ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And if you guys are wondering where I am..well, you're just gonna have to wait a little longer. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-1206965826801325622?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/1206965826801325622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=1206965826801325622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/1206965826801325622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/1206965826801325622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/12/freedom-at-last.html' title='Freedom at Last!!'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-999898672790523390</id><published>2009-10-24T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T00:37:05.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carried Away by a Moonlight Shadow&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hellllluuu...first of all, to decode the title of this post, kindly refer to the song on my playlist entitled "Moonlight Shadow", an old classic that I've loved since I was a child. It has a certain mystique and brings me a sense of comfort. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;On a darker note, my granduncle and grandaunt have been sick recently, and the latter is now in hospital care. Worried!! But she'll be okay, I know she will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;On a brighter note, I am now a bit more relaxed. I'm not sure why, but I guess it has to do with some personal changes. Screw the SPM! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh, I was haunting the MTV channel yesterday because Cupcake has now reportedly seen Tokio Hotel's new "Automatic" video twice, last week and this week. I, however did NOT get a glance of it, although I did see Tokio Hotel's "Ready Set Go" video twice this week. ANYWAY! The point is, around late evening I glanced at the screen and saw the nominees for "Best Group" in the EMAs 2009 (MTV European Music Awards) and thought of TH. I kept my fingers crossed as they flashed through each nomination and a briefing on each band, and I was hoping that they'd show TH last - and they did! I started jumping in front of the TV, lolXD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;EVEN BETTER, they then started the next programme- and I suddenly found myself staring at Bill (and Georg and Gustav..then later, Tom) of TH before I realised he was talking, so I started listening, too. Lol! Wooohuhuhu^^ It was "MTV Special - EMAs 2009" or something like that, I'm not too sure about the exact title. Hahaha...I was so glad cuz Tokio Hotel (in other words, Bill - their official chatterbox) was hosting the show. I guess I shouldn't be surprised - this year's EMAs are being held in Berlin, Germany. So they caught hold of TH to advertise about their native country. Lalala~ It was mostly a history lesson on Berlin, the Berlin Wall, Germany's music industry, etc etc. Here's a little something in addition:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396196485003299922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SuMkHOLVTFI/AAAAAAAAAW8/IEO8iFKH3LY/s320/24+oct+102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396196486246319250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SuMkHSzsRJI/AAAAAAAAAXE/B_wdUPNW0kI/s320/24+oct+104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yes, it's true! I couldn't resist snapping a picture or two!! (=*v*=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lol-ness:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Anyway, the Beyonce concert drama is giving me a headache with all the diff views from diff ppl. Is it true she cancelled it from a change of heart? Her dad thinks Malaysia is a "terrorist" country and therefore truly fears for her safety? Had she been (embarassingly for the rest of us) threatened by certain people here who didn't want her coming? Well, whatever it was, one thing is for sure - a lot of people are disappointed right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Meanwhile, if you once again browse through my playlist, you will find the song (old one, again - what is this, attack of the Golden Oldies!?) "Back for Good" by Take That. I love this song, it can be a bit annoying though when it gets stuck in your head. Point is, I've figured out my own version on the piano! Well, I'm still working on the bridge, but basically, I can play it now:D I've tried to make it sound as similar to the original song as possible:) So go take a listen, and if you've never heard of Take That before, shame on you!;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I hope you like the new song I put on the top of the playlist, the first one that plays when you enter this page. It's quite addictive; I stumbled upon it quite by accident. But whatever, I'm so loving it. It's just a long ribbon of well-calculated, techno music that takes you on a fave daydream. Picture the inside of a semi-dark train carriage, moving smoothly along the tracks, so that you're hardly jolted from your seat. Looking out the window, you see the most extraordinary things, anything you can dream up - for me it was scenes of lit-up, bright, modern cities, or purple skies, lovely colours of nature. Anything..but that's just one idea.;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;The neighbour's dog is barking like mad now..I wonder what on earth is up with it. Unless it's a burglar. Which I hope is not the case. Yawn. It's now 12.27am, and I'm bored as hell. Study? Moi? I don't think so. Damn, I'll be glad when this exam is over. Or will I? :S I don't think I'll be exceptionally happy about the results. Whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Which reminds me! WHAT the hell do they think they're doing changing the grading system of the SPM from A1, A2, B3 and so on to A+, A- , B+, etc!? And A+ is now at 90 instead of 80!! WTH!? I mean, English is no problem, but hello-? What ELSE?? Hmm...maths, sci..but can I fling them over the 90+ boundary!?? Stupid government decision..can't they keep it for the SPM-takers NEXT year!!! They can't just throw this at us last minute! Grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Now that THAT's out of my system...I guess I'll end it here. I believe this post is already about two feet long. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Ciaou and goodnight:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-999898672790523390?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/999898672790523390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=999898672790523390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/999898672790523390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/999898672790523390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/10/carried-away-by-moonlight-shadow3.html' title='Carried Away by a Moonlight Shadow&lt;3'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SuMkHOLVTFI/AAAAAAAAAW8/IEO8iFKH3LY/s72-c/24+oct+102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-288787067350251833</id><published>2009-10-21T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T20:24:51.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyonce not coming..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;NEWS RELEASE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuala Lumpur, 20 October 2009 – The Organisers regret to inform you that Beyonce “I am.” concert originally scheduled on Sunday, 25 October 2009 at Bukit Jalil, Kuala Lumpur has been postponed to a future date, to be announced shortly.&lt;br /&gt;The official postponement press statement by Beyonce’s Artiste Management, Music World will be released by this week. The postponement is solely decision of the Artiste and has nothing to do with other external reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Organisers sincerely apologize for any inconvenience caused. Fans whom have purchased tickets but can’t wait for the announcement of the new date, may proceed to refund starting from 26 October 2009 to 14 November 2009 at Ticket Axcess head office in PJ. For more details on ticket refund, please contact official ticketing agent Axcess hotline at 03 7711 5000 or log on www.axcess.com.my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.marctensia.com/upcoming_beyonce.html"&gt;http://www.marctensia.com/upcoming_beyonce.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I honestly have no further comment for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-288787067350251833?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/288787067350251833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=288787067350251833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/288787067350251833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/288787067350251833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/10/beyonce-not-coming.html' title='Beyonce not coming..?'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-1222983636159018351</id><published>2009-10-20T23:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T00:55:56.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anjulie on Channel V</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/St3fRqrYY3I/AAAAAAAAAWk/xRtIIoNyHn4/s1600-h/aug09anjulie%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 335px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394713423266734962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/St3fRqrYY3I/AAAAAAAAAWk/xRtIIoNyHn4/s320/aug09anjulie%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Anjulie. A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Canadian singer/songwriter from Oakville, Ontario Canada, a suburb outside of Toronto. Anjulie is a self-described music addict and has been writing and composing her own music since she was a teenager. Anjulie opened for Jesse McCartney during his United States tour in 2009. Her unreleased singles have been featured on MTV television series: "Rain" on The Hills and "Addicted2Me" on several episodes of The City. The single "Boom" has been featured on ABC's Eastwick, Canada's Next Top Model, and The CW's Melrose Place and The Vampire Diaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anjulie's debut single "Boom" was released November 11, 2008. The single reached number one on the U.S. Dance chart in 2009. Remixes of follow-up "Love Songs" reached the Top 20 on Billboard's Hot Dance/Club Play charts in Oct 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anjulie was recently nominated for a 2009 Video Music Award from MTV for "Best Breakthrough Artist in a Video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Anjulie is on tour with Shwayze and Bobby Ray aka B.o.B. across the United States.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Info source =&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anjulie"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anjulie&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zDrkSqXyphU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zDrkSqXyphU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I discovered Anjulie earlier this year, around April or May.. I liked her at once, her catchy, easy-going music lifting my soul. She doesn't do my fave genre of music, but there's something about songs like "Boom" and "Addicted2me" and "Rain" that kinda rings with you and sticks to you. I love her...I can see her as an up-and-coming star if she plays her cards right and works on her music and image as an artist. Above is her cover on Flo Rida (ft. Kesha)'s "Right Round", in a diff way - a kind of alluring, slower ballad. It's okay, her own songs are better, I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;About the title of this post, today I saw her for the first time on Malaysian TV (but on an Asian -not fully Malaysian- channel) on Plugged, a show featured on Channel V (channel 714, Astro). Dom (the host or veejay or whatever) spoke a little bout her then they showed her "Rain" vid, the MHB remix/video edit version, that is. I was kinda surprised, and pleased. She looked gorgeous in the vid, ignoring the skimpy outfits. Anyway, I looked up the vid on YouTube but can't post it here cuz the embedding has been disabled. So, here's the link, check it out for yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yyebohylrfg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yyebohylrfg&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Anyway, I'm getting a bit restless.. the SPM. Man, this sucks - exams can do that to you. XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Otherwise, everythings okay. Can't wait for this whole thing to be over though..I'm planning all kinds of things to do after the SPM. Stuff like music (posting my songs up on the internet, band practice, etc.), art (reawakening my Deviantart acc), writing (getting these hundred and one story ideas outta my head), gym and badminton (redoubled efforts!), and research (the future). Not to mention short courses and stuff, you know, driving classes, getting a better grasp on Tamil. Also wanna start other languages, I'm really into linguistics. German maybe? ;) I mean, for real. I think my mom would prefer me taking French, though. Chinese or Japanese might come in handy, me thinks. I dunno.. all that later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Meanwhile, I've found this really cool chick who can totally sing, and she is such an inspiration. Unfortunately, I discovered her covers on TH songs at the wrong time, and it's gonna have to wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I wonder how everyone else is doing? Those taking the SPM.. are you guys as nervous as I am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;You know what? I'm tired. It's nearing 1am..and I have to be up at 6 to go to school. Icks. So what else is new, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;ciaou and gnite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-1222983636159018351?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/1222983636159018351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=1222983636159018351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/1222983636159018351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/1222983636159018351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/10/anjulie-on-channel-v.html' title='Anjulie on Channel V'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/St3fRqrYY3I/AAAAAAAAAWk/xRtIIoNyHn4/s72-c/aug09anjulie%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-8645708773368265195</id><published>2009-10-19T16:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T17:06:52.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyonce's Bringin' a Partaaaaay!!!</title><content type='html'>"&lt;strong&gt;Best opinion: E! Online, Pollstar, Sin Chew Daily&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyoncé has finally agreed to perform in Malaysia, said Josh Grossberg in E! Online, "two years after scrapping a concert there due to anger by Islamic activists over her gyrating stage antics and titillating costumes." The R&amp;amp;B superstar will take her "I Am" world tour to Kuala Lumpur on Oct. 25 despite the Malaysian government's "strict dress code and code of conduct that includes no jumping, shouting, hugging, or kissing onstage."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She won't be allowed to wear her asymmetrical black leotard from her 'Single Ladies (Put A Ring On It)' video (watch)," that's for sure, said Sarah Marie Pittman in Pollstar. But she obviously feels strongly about performing in Kuala Lumpur, and she's not the first artist to compromise in order to do so: "Rihanna, Avril Lavigne, and Gwen Stefani have all modified their costumes to show a little less skin when performing in Malaysia."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is ridiculous, said Tan Poh Kheng in the Sin Chew Daily. "Come on! It's just a concert!" Instead, the "self-proclaimed moral fighters" in the Malaysian government find it necessary to mandate "the moral values of the society." We go through this every time foreign artists perform in Malaysia—and that's why "our country's image gets crucified on the news pages of international media!" "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.theweek.com/article/index/100806/Beyoncs_Malaysia_decision"&gt;http://www.theweek.com/article/index/100806/Beyoncs_Malaysia_decision&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Beyonce's comin' to town!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;That's right.. she'll be down at the National Stadium (Bukit Jalil) on Sunday, the 25th of October 2009 at 8pm to perform a full concert, a leg of her "I Am...Sasha Fierce" world tour. Ticket prices range from RM93 to RM583, and apparently are selling fast. No wonder, cuz Hotlink users are enjoying a 20% discount on the RM583 and RM383 tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce has sold a whopping 75 million records worldwide and is currently the most successful female artiste this decade. She is the also the female artist with the most cumulative weeks at number one this decade with 37 total weeks at number one, the most top fives and the most top ten hits between the years 2000-2009. Beyonce has had tremendous success in both her group of her solo career. She is the winner of countless Grammy’s and other prestigious music accolades. Showing her talent for acting in Golden Globe award winning movie “Dream Girls”, Beyonce won critics over with her performance and had a nomination for Best Actress for her role in the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;             Unfortunately, I doubt I'll be going! :( Anyone going?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-8645708773368265195?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/8645708773368265195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=8645708773368265195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8645708773368265195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8645708773368265195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/10/beyonces-bringin-partaaaaay.html' title='Beyonce&apos;s Bringin&apos; a Partaaaaay!!!'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-1635562013745789477</id><published>2009-10-17T00:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T00:25:54.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Deepavali 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/StidCK2JjBI/AAAAAAAAAWU/z25x07gQ9ik/s1600-h/lightingup%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393233214372940818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/StidCK2JjBI/AAAAAAAAAWU/z25x07gQ9ik/s320/lightingup%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;HAPPY DEEPAVALI &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Let the Light be with you always:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393233854726123938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/StidncWPsaI/AAAAAAAAAWc/nGiyEnjmSlw/s320/diwali_narrowweb__300x4500%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Tomorrow I'll be all decked out in this year's Deepavali grandeur we spent a lot of shopping on:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Nothing traditional this year, sadly..but the new dresses I got are heavensent, so I'm not complaining;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Usual celebration at my grandaunt's place. Then with my bro at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;It's gonna be a great day! I know..cuz we're dead tired preparing for it. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Except me, apparently..okay, that's my cue to sign off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Ciaou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;P.S. I nicked the pics off the net.. I hope the girls in that first one never see this. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-1635562013745789477?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/1635562013745789477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=1635562013745789477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/1635562013745789477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/1635562013745789477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-deepavali-2009.html' title='Happy Deepavali 2009'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/StidCK2JjBI/AAAAAAAAAWU/z25x07gQ9ik/s72-c/lightingup%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-2093782111886519979</id><published>2009-10-13T23:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T00:03:51.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taptaptaptap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;No, don't bother asking about the title. ANYway, down to business...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;First of all, a very happy bday to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;COOKIE!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392103956154358946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/StSZ-sKPHKI/AAAAAAAAAV8/eTPQnRN_qU4/s320/cookie-monster%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392104767009533202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/StSat41LLRI/AAAAAAAAAWE/JycnAomFgGk/s320/DSC04522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I meant THIS cookie:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Cute pic, huh? 'Tis the photography of a genius.. moi! XD Anyway, also an apology and a very happy belated bday out to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392105840439419426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/StSbsXqzYiI/AAAAAAAAAWM/M7C1Ne3b9vM/s320/DSC01848.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pam. Sorry for the delay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Moving on, went to school today. Last day of PMR for the third-formers.. overall today was really funny, but otherwise a sleepfest bcuz I only got bout three hours of sleep the prev night. After sitting for an Econs trial paper (obj only), most of us fell asleep but were rudely awakened by what we thought at first were a pack of invading wolves. Turned out to be the third-formers yowling and screaming away to signal the end of their PMR-related misery. Idiots. I was having a nice dream about...err, well...something nice. &gt;.&lt;" I've forgotten now. So our fifth-former boys decided to run out the class and yell back down at the juniors, basically stuff like, "PMR JE LA... TUNGGU LA DUA TAHUN LAGI!!!" with a few "Bodoh"s thrown in for good measure. I was utterly surprised that Robiah hadn't come marching up to reprimand them, but whatever. The rest of us were laughing our butts off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Ian has acquired a new skill: picking locks. =.=" I know...he was telling me of his plans to "rob the National Bank". Then when Pn Saraswathy asked him to teach her his lil' trick he refused and she sent him back to class..I doubt he went there. Anyway, Rehat was a solely one-person-affair. Then I skimmed over the Accs paper without even bothering to try Paper 2 (Pn Yee's gonna have a fit) bcuz I could hardly keep my eyes open. So shoot me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Anyway, came home and..hmm. Well, Anna called, which always means madness. I kept her on the phone forever until she only had 5 minuted til her tuition. OOps! :D Then I browsed the net for pics of Bill (ehhehhehheh) and found a freakin' treasure trove. Woohoo! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm not posting them here, because SOMEBODY has set me a dare - no pics of Bill in my next post, meaning this one. SO THERE. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Speaking of Tokio Hotel, I am like, SO in love with their whole freakin' album - Humanoid. Except "Noise", "Komm" in German - I don't particularly ring well with it. But everything else is like HUUHAAA. ? New sound ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Right now, I'm especially hooked to "Screamin'", a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;bonus track in their "Huma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;noid" Deluxe album, German Version. The German Version has 2 English songs. "Screamin'" is absolutely awesome, this Linkin Park-ish, grunge sound to it's music and Bill's vocals of course, excellent. In the bridge, when the guitars stop crashing and there's this steady, low beat I absolutely melted cuz his voice was so...touching. Plus of course, they've learnt how to tweak their songs for this album so I guess Bill's vocals had some touching up done to it, but STILL. He is such a good performer, and I just effing love his voice. Lol! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Yesterday pulak, I was in love with "Human Connect to Human", which is uber sexy!!! :D And before that, it was "Kampf der Liebe" - it made me want to march to its beat and throw a salute! :D Before that it was "Alien" and of course the very first love was "Träumer"/"Love &amp;amp; Death"... I still can't pick between the English and German versions! "Automatisch" doesn't count because I already loved that way before the album came out:) Their first released single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Also, much love right now for "Forever Now" and "Humanoid" (the German and English versions).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wow. That was a lot of TH talk. Well, at least I didn't put up any piccies! Though I admit I am sorely tempted to. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sigh, I guess this is the end. For the time being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-2093782111886519979?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/2093782111886519979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=2093782111886519979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/2093782111886519979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/2093782111886519979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/10/taptaptaptap.html' title='Taptaptaptap'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/StSZ-sKPHKI/AAAAAAAAAV8/eTPQnRN_qU4/s72-c/cookie-monster%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-6853290156187307023</id><published>2009-10-11T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T21:32:56.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGHH. -a sequel to Argh.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What the heck man.. I just realised that the "Love &amp;amp; Death" vid I put up here has been removed. =.=* Oh-kaaaayyy... I know it's violation of their rights to post up their songs without permission, but c'mon!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Anyway, yesterday went out with Cupcake and Sexy Lady Dheepah to Taipan. Dheepah looked like a model man...whootwhoot.. Cupcake looked sexxxayy, of course. Haha... now they're gonna belasah me at school. ANYway, first of all they dragged me to APT so they could get their hair done. Michael did Cupcake's and the boss himself did Dheepah's. The boss kept shooting me looks as if I had personally offended him by setting foot in his salon without asking for my hair done. I mean, I KNOW I looked like a pig-in-a-wig, but c'mon...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Then we went to Yellow Cab Pizza (personally recommended by moi ;D ) and ate like, TWO pizzas. Lol;D And while we were in the salon I forced them both to listen to "Love &amp;amp; Death".. they both liked it very much!!!! :D -huge grin-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh, one sec... my dinner has arrived-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;-BACK!!! McDonald's for dinner.. muahaha:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ANYway, yeah... here are the 30-sec vids for "&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Träumer" and "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Kampf der Liebe" :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D3g05ozD_i4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D3g05ozD_i4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gmbnr1jkEeg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gmbnr1jkEeg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Yeah, so I guess that's all for now.. I must go eat my fooood:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ciaou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-6853290156187307023?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/6853290156187307023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=6853290156187307023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6853290156187307023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6853290156187307023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/10/arghh-sequel-to-argh.html' title='ARGHH. -a sequel to Argh.-'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-6646575581537262565</id><published>2009-10-08T00:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T16:13:22.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I can't find "Love &amp;amp; Death" or "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Träumer" anywhere on YouTube. All I found was this insufficient remix of the song. (on the right, video section). While it's not that bad, it does NOT do the real song justice. :S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Well, whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;More pics! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389892978625935938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Ssy_G3Be-kI/AAAAAAAAAVs/_SHvmeiot2o/s320/bill-kaulitz--large-msg-120683957843%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;aww..miss this hairstyle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389892969375492290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Ssy_GUkAaMI/AAAAAAAAAVk/aya-tIA6Akw/s320/tokio-hotel-making-music-video--large-msg-125113070172%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;while filming "Automatisch" in South Africa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389892985672645810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Ssy_HRRjPLI/AAAAAAAAAV0/9hoEWJtubM4/s320/bilhawk%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the new mohawk-like hairstyle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And finally.........&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389892968107076674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Ssy_GP1l7EI/AAAAAAAAAVc/MLjA6qXZyEU/s320/hotterthanyou%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;read the fine print...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;ciaou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-6646575581537262565?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/6646575581537262565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=6646575581537262565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6646575581537262565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6646575581537262565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/10/argh.html' title='Argh.'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Ssy_G3Be-kI/AAAAAAAAAVs/_SHvmeiot2o/s72-c/bill-kaulitz--large-msg-120683957843%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-5064458667896179289</id><published>2009-10-07T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T16:08:59.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wir Sind Träumer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Heellllluuuuu.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FINALLY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;got Humanoid on my ipod! ;D Wooohooohooohooooooooo!!! Tokio Hotel's latest album is a far cry from their usual style of music, I must say. Or "old" style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; Sigh.. I miss the old TH! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;However, I am very ready to embrace the new TH!!! :D Especially tasting every bit of their Humanoid album in both the English and Deutsche versions. Whee! ;D I cannot begin to describe what I went through listening to these new songs:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;The first song I immediately fell in love with (not including the earlier-released "Automatisch") was "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Träumer" which means "Dreamers". Yes, that would explain the title of this post, which literally translates to "We Are Dreamers". It's a great song, Bill's vocals went beyond the frickin' sky. Love it! Take a listen - I'm gonna look it up on youtube and post it here soon as possible! ;) Meanwhile, the English version of it is "Love &amp;amp; Death", a completely different song in terms of lyrics. I mean, it tells a diff story. But I've fallen for that too, just as equally. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Other songs I'm in love with, to varying degrees - everything. I love 'em all. "Geisterfahrer", "Kampf der Liebe", "Hunde", "Menschen suchen Menschen", "Sonnensystem", "Alien", "F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;ür Immer Jetzt" and "Zoom"... pretty much everything. From the English section, "Dark Side of the Sun", "Pain of Love", "Hey You", "Human Connect to Human", "Zoom into Me", and "Forever Now". Ican go on like this forever.. but thankfully for you, I shall not. :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Meanwhile I managed to find more pics of Bill and the band four days ago. Here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389856902065394114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SsyeS7XLkcI/AAAAAAAAAU0/SHUEkBh2i10/s320/3965473066_fc98694706%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aww.. isn't he cute? No, I have no idea what that creepy purple thing is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389856908513544690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SsyeTTYiifI/AAAAAAAAAU8/0NigTYBSEx4/s320/3964701325_4494400ddb%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Chefs For A Day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389856918417251778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SsyeT4RxHcI/AAAAAAAAAVE/5a_cXOLdQUU/s320/3964692055_e5b84758b9%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aww, how cute.. they're making speghatti:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389856940169037602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SsyeVJTzByI/AAAAAAAAAVU/K_6b3H1iLx8/s320/3965472720_362c9677bd%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"...I think we need cooking classes, you guys... XP"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389856932835086818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SsyeUt_P0eI/AAAAAAAAAVM/MPzvE6q4s7M/s320/3965469300_d8776547ea%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tom: God, look how the light flashes when it reflects off his teeth- ARGH! I'm blind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Lol! No offence meant. Well, that's all for the time being, I suppose.. til then, cheers;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-5064458667896179289?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/5064458667896179289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=5064458667896179289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/5064458667896179289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/5064458667896179289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/10/wir-sind-traumer.html' title='Wir Sind Träumer'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SsyeS7XLkcI/AAAAAAAAAU0/SHUEkBh2i10/s72-c/3965473066_fc98694706%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-7030972514241904655</id><published>2009-10-01T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T22:26:29.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return of the Tigger:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Hellllllluuu... I have returned! ;D After a long, long hiatus from posting due to trials, events, stress, stress and more stress! Well, okay, maybe not that much stress, cuz I'm like one of the laziest people you've ever met:) so how stressed can I get, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Wrong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;While there has been a definite slight increase in my marks, it sure as hell ain't nothing great enough to be happy about. Boohoo. =.=" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway! On to the topic of TH.. the band has changed loads since last year, it just keeps evolving! And, no, I'm not just talking about Bill's ever-changing hairstyles; each member has changed in some way... and Georg has a girlfriend now! Good for him:D Anyway, Bill has gotten a new style AGAIN after only a few months.. a mohawk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Le gasp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know, I know.. but it's not as bad as it sounds..I must say, I think it rather suits him!;) Oddly enough, there aren't more than one or two pics of him with this hair on the net. What's the matter, girls? Still in shock? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388007620983877154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SsYMYmfXbiI/AAAAAAAAAUs/CewLx0s8Z8o/s320/billphoto%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hmm, he looks better in the recent vids I've seen of him. Speaking of vids...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;WHO NEEDS SOUND WHEN WE'VE GOT THIS GREAT VIEW? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z7cNXBActc8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z7cNXBActc8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Lol! Isn't Bill cute!? It's just a short moment of their radio interview in Spain:) Those lucky Spanish girls..:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-7030972514241904655?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/7030972514241904655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=7030972514241904655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/7030972514241904655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/7030972514241904655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/10/return-of-tiggerd.html' title='The Return of the Tigger:D'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SsYMYmfXbiI/AAAAAAAAAUs/CewLx0s8Z8o/s72-c/billphoto%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-6681377952237426479</id><published>2009-09-20T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T23:46:56.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edited piccies&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SrZI9WjRfwI/AAAAAAAAAUc/XzDU971JlOg/s1600-h/DSC06574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383570623430754050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SrZI9WjRfwI/AAAAAAAAAUc/XzDU971JlOg/s320/DSC06574.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383570610109075938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SrZI8k7I0eI/AAAAAAAAAUM/svrJoUHQ0H8/s320/2+aug+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383575136650738930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SrZNEDmxPPI/AAAAAAAAAUk/I9fM8UtqGbI/s320/DSC06598.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SrZI9DjIjzI/AAAAAAAAAUU/OZN01N-ce_Y/s1600-h/july+23+005n2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383570618329894706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SrZI9DjIjzI/AAAAAAAAAUU/OZN01N-ce_Y/s320/july+23+005n2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Helluuu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Before you comment, you must know that I had no idea what else to post.. out of ideas at the moment.. plus, i was bored when i edited these pics... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hehheh.. hope you like!^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Some of my friends.. I just picked the best pics I found (meaning clearest) except for all my Canon cam pics, cuz those are just wayyy to big... it takes minutes just to get from one end of a pic to the other using the scrollbar (when I open it using Paint.. sorry, I have no Photoshop!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So..yeah.:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ciaou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3969490264592752134-6681377952237426479?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/6681377952237426479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=6681377952237426479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6681377952237426479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6681377952237426479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/09/helluuu.html' title='Edited piccies&lt;3'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SrZI9WjRfwI/AAAAAAAAAUc/XzDU971JlOg/s72-c/DSC06574.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-5400246866370855406</id><published>2009-08-29T00:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T01:17:49.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from Previous stuff &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SpgNYqWK_nI/AAAAAAAAATk/0Rh5rY4U4JE/s1600-h/DSC06561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375060872601992818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SpgNYqWK_nI/AAAAAAAAATk/0Rh5rY4U4JE/s320/DSC06561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SpgNYP8M1oI/AAAAAAAAATc/PCUNQnhnvxU/s1600-h/DSC06557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375060865513739906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SpgNYP8M1oI/AAAAAAAAATc/PCUNQnhnvxU/s320/DSC06557.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SpgNXtdWJpI/AAAAAAAAATU/NMUKgSZHBxg/s1600-h/DSC06554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375060856257521298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SpgNXtdWJpI/AAAAAAAAATU/NMUKgSZHBxg/s320/DSC06554.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; christine...;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375060878790456738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SpgNZBZndaI/AAAAAAAAATs/eAabFXOsIIU/s320/DSC06574.JPG" /&gt;kishya!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Just some pics from earlier on this week. The first three are from monday when christine came over to my place:) love her new cut. the last one's of kishy ... the Maharani!!! Omg, I just love it... she seems to get better-looking every day!!!! -high pitched voice- ... and me? can't say the same, now can i? =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ah well... hehe.. that's why I'm behind the camera, I guess, not in front of it. At least I got some major photographic skills -grins threateningly at anyone who opened their mouth to protest-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;TEEHEE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ugh, I can't stop saying that!!! It's, like, embedded into my brain and for some uber strange reason, I get over-excited when I say it... or type it! &gt;.&lt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Okay, okay, I'll stop now.. leave you all in peace.. give you a break.. or something like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ciaou&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3969490264592752134-5400246866370855406?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/5400246866370855406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=5400246866370855406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/5400246866370855406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/5400246866370855406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/08/pictures-from-previous-stuff-3.html' title='Pictures from Previous stuff &lt;3'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SpgNYqWK_nI/AAAAAAAAATk/0Rh5rY4U4JE/s72-c/DSC06561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-9159710837555362038</id><published>2009-08-28T23:52:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T01:28:41.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her smile sparkles like Edward in the sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Heyyy... I've decided to come back while I still can:D School starts on tuesday. Exams... ugh! Oh.. I just remembered.. I had a dream last night, my class was getting ready for a BMpaper.. but during the exam it seemed like a typical noisy 5F day.. then the exam suddenly turned into English 2... &gt;.&lt;"""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;OHkaaay... moving on... hols were good, nothing special, really. Today was cool.. me and my mom went to TGIF's with Anusha and her mom. Yes, Anusha... the other one!! It was awesome, I always love seeing her again. :) Hehehe.. we also did a spot of shopping! ;P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Piccies!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375045388695531314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Spf_TYTMbzI/AAAAAAAAARU/lat9Abq8WIo/s320/DSC06577.JPG" /&gt; new shoes! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375045394311956354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Spf_TtOQR4I/AAAAAAAAARc/QJSai0WX_dY/s320/DSC06586.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375045401655555362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Spf_UIlGtSI/AAAAAAAAARk/PG8IyDptxmU/s320/DSC06591.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am SO gonna get her to model for me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375045407280427618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Spf_UdiLcmI/AAAAAAAAARs/WhUfnLkPfVI/s320/DSC06592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;le gasp! someone else has entered the picture!! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375045416210456018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Spf_U-zQ3dI/AAAAAAAAAR0/DS8fIMwgKwo/s320/DSC06598.JPG" /&gt;;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375048196223026402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SpgB2zJ6ROI/AAAAAAAAAR8/sc4SC1dp7Tc/s320/DSC06600.JPG" /&gt;..and we didn't plan it, either! great minds think alike.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375048205360912210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SpgB3VMjV1I/AAAAAAAAASE/y1YPILsQTXQ/s320/DSC06601.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;X'D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375048218950424258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SpgB4H0i1sI/AAAAAAAAASU/cf9yBANEOoE/s320/DSC06603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375048212733088482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SpgB3wqN0uI/AAAAAAAAASM/rVNhZHIW9VU/s320/DSC06602.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375048228724438770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SpgB4sO2dvI/AAAAAAAAASc/_bDtyvnXXJU/s320/DSC06604.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Yesh, as you can see, we had lotsa fun! ;) Oh, I am so gonna make her my official model!!! Anyway, sorry I had to put you through all of that, BUT it &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;my blog, so.. live and let live! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Btw the title refers to her.. I was tryyying to describe her prettiness. Unfortunately, that's what came out... @.@  For those of you who are like "What?... Edward...?", I'm talking about Edward Cullen from Twilight, the way Meyer describes her character in the sunlight : "His skin,...literally sparkled, like thousands of tiny diamonds were embedded in the surface." Yeah... &gt;.&lt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;TEEHEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-9159710837555362038?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/9159710837555362038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=9159710837555362038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/9159710837555362038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/9159710837555362038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/08/her-smile-sparkles-like-edward-in-sun.html' title='Her smile sparkles like Edward in the sun'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Spf_TYTMbzI/AAAAAAAAARU/lat9Abq8WIo/s72-c/DSC06577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-7594749434199529086</id><published>2009-08-23T22:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T23:31:08.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AUTOMATICALLY THRILLED!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;OHMYGOD!!!!!! I'M SO HYPER RIGHT NOW!!! Okay, okay.. you need the whole story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lately, Tokio Hotel released a snippet, about 40 seconds or so, of both versions of their latest song, "Automatisch" and "Automatic". May I mention that I discovered this on Thursday or Friday. Sorry.. I was just gonna post about it.. but,..ohmygod!! I typed in the titles in youtube.. to get the vid to post here... but..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I FOUND THE FULL VERSIONS INSTEAD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Woohoo~ The song sounds even better when you listen to the whole thing!!! Gosh! This is uber awesome!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Check it out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vwcMmVZBPGE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vwcMmVZBPGE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Automatisch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8iSH5gbZsN4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8iSH5gbZsN4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Automatic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So!? Was that incredible or what~!? I personally love the new sound.. even Bill's voice sounds better than ever! I heard that quite a number of die-hard fans have changed their views dramatically after listening to this song, though.. apparently they think it's too techno, too diff or some shxt &gt;.&lt;" Who cares!? I think it's awesome. Way to go, TH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;On the other hand, I'm not sure if Tokio Hotel has actually officially released the full versions of this song yet.. it may be that someone has leaked it out onto the net! Uh oh.. in that case, things might be a bit bad for TH right now! Hope it was them who properly released it. But, they didn't mention it on their official website, and Tom didn't say anything on his blog! ... :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;We'll see, I guess. Either way, it still is an excellent song..I'm so happy. They've really branched out, haven't they? Well, I'll say they've been successful so far:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Ich liebe TH fur immer!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373181982766182658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SpFgi4ROsQI/AAAAAAAAARM/xEcBp27e6MY/s320/281x211.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-7594749434199529086?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/7594749434199529086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=7594749434199529086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/7594749434199529086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/7594749434199529086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/08/automatically-thrilled.html' title='AUTOMATICALLY THRILLED!!!'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SpFgi4ROsQI/AAAAAAAAARM/xEcBp27e6MY/s72-c/281x211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-4615742123683290297</id><published>2009-08-23T22:02:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:31:01.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPM looms closer:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Helluuu. Sorry for the prolonged absence.. I've been busy. At work! Trials...ugh. Thank god it's a one-week holiday now. But then the trials resume when school starts again. x.x"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Hehheh.. sorry for the previous post.. went a bit mad, &gt;.&lt;"... anyway.. ain't he cute, though? What the hell did he do to his hair.. he looks so diff now.. :( But he's still hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ANYway... nothing much recently, like I said, exams.. but on Thursday a colleague of my dad's.. Melina.. she had a little party over at her place. It was so fun! I mean, ignoring the fact that I was the youngest person there, it was pretty cool with the games. We played charades.. and a quiz about random stuff. At one point I danced over to the balcony to wave my arms at the sky, trying to get someone on my team to say "Night", and a voice called out "Don't Jump".. lol! TH reminder much! Not that any of them prob knew about TH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It was hilarious, and the food was good. Saturday, me and my dad went over to his other colleagues Monica and Trond's place for a few rounds of badminton. It was totally fun, and great to get some exercise! Except the part where I somehow managed to scrape the skin of my index finger... ouch. Well, it could be worse, I suppose.. imagine if my whole hand had flown off my wrist, still clutching the racket! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Later we went up to their apartment. Apparently there was this parrot who flew in one day, which they are currently housing with them. Major lol... pics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373162353800640914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SpFOsUrJ-ZI/AAAAAAAAAQk/pYx3XYXJFlk/s320/23+aug+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373162359928308770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SpFOsrgGxCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/dD-dcHL_wyQ/s320/23+aug+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Moving on... the H1N1 cases are increasing, and gradually getting worse. One of the teachers from SMK USJ 12 has passed away, apparently from it. Of course, the school has been shut down, though my friend told me the principal STILL didn't want to shut it down, and the students and parents left of their own accord. Apparently, the principal keeps insisting that the teacher hadn't died from H1N1. Honestly...! I have no further comment. My condolences to whoever knew her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Yeah, I guess that's about all for now. Personal updates? Hmm... I've been drawing a lot recently, lots of scenes from Harry Potter.. lol! What?? Rowling wrote magic, okay. Oh yeah.. I've been writing short romance stories, too.. haha. Private private.. ;D Anyway, it's just for fun. Duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;As you may have noticed, there have been several changes to my blog lately.. yes, to make it just a leeetle bit interesting. :D Anyway, hope you like the updated look;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-4615742123683290297?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/4615742123683290297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=4615742123683290297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/4615742123683290297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/4615742123683290297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/08/spm-looms-closer.html' title='SPM looms closer:('/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SpFOsUrJ-ZI/AAAAAAAAAQk/pYx3XYXJFlk/s72-c/23+aug+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-8310241148361281171</id><published>2009-08-23T00:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T01:00:12.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BILL ATTACK!!! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/260/260062ov60fca2dz.gif" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING: IF YOU DON'T LIKE TH PLEASE SKIP THIS POST. BULLSHIT COMMENTS WILL NOT BE TOLERATED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thank you:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Respect. It goes both ways;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/2127/2127662eqzhk0vk8i.jpg" width="518" height="346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;See? He agrees. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;body {&lt;br /&gt;background-image: url('http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/2219/2219988laqsptgb5m.jpg');&lt;br /&gt;background-attachment: fixed;&lt;br /&gt;background-repeat: repeat;&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1085/1085789cvbismftig.gif" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/261/261867q0460n2v91.gif" width="130" height="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/818/818588hh85u6xa85.jpg" width="500" height="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1074/1074928g9lfgo9lvh.jpg" width="260" height="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;LOL! no offence meant:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/744/744030pgn7tf8r57.jpg" width="368" height="306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;arggh.. so cute!!! ^^ what a combination, though..lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. and that wraps it up, folks..&lt;br /&gt;...for nowXD&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Gnite now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEEHEE!&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank&lt;/a"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-works.org/" target="_blank&lt;/a"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-8310241148361281171?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/8310241148361281171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=8310241148361281171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8310241148361281171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8310241148361281171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/08/bill-attack-3.html' title='BILL ATTACK!!! &lt;3'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-4861641494144108891</id><published>2009-08-07T17:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T17:08:57.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Angel Friend</title><content type='html'>Hi...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367145876393554578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnvuvPwj8pI/AAAAAAAAAQc/e7aFR1GwLYo/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nice pic, huh? ^^...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bye&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-4861641494144108891?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/4861641494144108891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=4861641494144108891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/4861641494144108891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/4861641494144108891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-dimensions.html' title='My Angel Friend'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnvuvPwj8pI/AAAAAAAAAQc/e7aFR1GwLYo/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-1107350997234062610</id><published>2009-08-02T03:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T04:20:10.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna's Party&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Anna's party was totally awesome. I loved it to the max, as predicted. Only Dheepah and I turned up, plus about a hundred members of her extended family, of course. I knew a few of her younger cousins after meeting them from previous parties. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365086600473962562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnSd1nJ1aEI/AAAAAAAAAPE/uvFzNuWi5nM/s320/2+aug+038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anna Jacintha and I=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365086618536776658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnSd2qcWE9I/AAAAAAAAAPk/glR7C295vo0/s320/2+aug+035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaba and anna (cousins)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365086609000998994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnSd2G61qFI/AAAAAAAAAPU/24TrItFakM0/s320/2+aug+020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anna whacking the telelvision set X'D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365086615075531202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnSd2djHqcI/AAAAAAAAAPc/iu5JcZdrOGo/s320/2+aug+023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;joshua's turn to whack...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365086603743874834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnSd1zVcTxI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Plis32hnO5A/s320/2+aug+024.jpg" /&gt;Dheepah and I..=D &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365088438631189106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnSfgm0qynI/AAAAAAAAAPs/NZmaDmgO4f4/s320/2+aug+030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and Anna (not Anna Jacintha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365088443830452194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnSfg6MRP-I/AAAAAAAAAP0/F9T89kwXYYk/s320/2+aug+037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and Aaba=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365088446230155202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnSfhDIZz8I/AAAAAAAAAP8/reQLZfz7IwA/s320/2+aug+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pretty!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365088446371882674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnSfhDqMZrI/AAAAAAAAAQE/ufg0_I8GYY4/s320/2+aug+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anna and Brandon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365088453000575762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnSfhcWmOxI/AAAAAAAAAQM/hY2oi13aq_U/s320/2+aug+017.jpg" /&gt;What I wore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365090857386036194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnShtZYwy-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/EGpPGpIaA2I/s320/2+aug+004.jpg" /&gt;very happy party-goer X'D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yes. As you can imagine, Cinema Bizarre's "I Came 2 Party" is blasting into my ears this very minute. I CAME TO PARTY, AND YOU CAME TO PARTY, SO WHY DON'T WE PARTY TOGETHER?  ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;"What's a party without friends?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3969490264592752134-1107350997234062610?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/1107350997234062610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=1107350997234062610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/1107350997234062610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/1107350997234062610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/08/annas-party3.html' title='Anna&apos;s Party&lt;3'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnSd1nJ1aEI/AAAAAAAAAPE/uvFzNuWi5nM/s72-c/2+aug+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-8259446680490179652</id><published>2009-07-31T21:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T16:25:54.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carnival Postponed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364640196726941954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnMH1fmw6QI/AAAAAAAAAOs/q3HYvNIAfTg/s320/july+31+030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Hey. So... yeah, the carnival tomorrow has been postponed to a hitherto undecided date. Really, what crap... but I don't mind much cuz now two of my best friends who couldn't make it, will prob be able to come! =) Whatever.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Today, went to school despite sms-es about some Third-former who caught A H1N1. Nothing happened, though rumours were flying about, and noone knows head or tail of the true story. Sigh! So...yeah. Was listening to the Maharani's account of her latest flame (wink!) before accompanying Cupcake to the front gate to wait for her mom to pick her up. Apparently, the rain brought a flu to her. She did seem suspiciously cheerful, though...=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Was TRYING to sleep after rehat but Vincent decided to bug me for the classic reason of being bored. Christine did not help much, either. Argh! Lol. Well.. whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Went out with my mom after school to Summit, to get some things done. Then we flew to Subang Parade round 4.30pm, finally went home at 9pm. Funfunfun when you're shopping! Not to mention eating Baskin Robbin's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Hehehe..plus, had so many "encounters" that I won't even bother to try writing them down here. I love malls. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364640188447302034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnMH1AwvoZI/AAAAAAAAAOk/2s1un91qR4o/s320/july+31+029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;what i wore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364640197713842002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnMH1jSDz1I/AAAAAAAAAO0/EAhuh-2VO0M/s320/july+31+019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing better to do=P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364640208012352066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnMH2JpamkI/AAAAAAAAAO8/yQDdN1LuFu0/s320/july+31+020.jpg" /&gt;"we're all stars, you and me and her together.." let's party together=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;As you can see, I'm still addicted to that song. Or maybe it's Strify... I have a vague suspicion that it's both! &gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;In any case, it's stuck insanely, happily in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&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/3969490264592752134-8259446680490179652?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/8259446680490179652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=8259446680490179652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8259446680490179652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8259446680490179652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/carnival-postponed.html' title='Carnival Postponed'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnMH1fmw6QI/AAAAAAAAAOs/q3HYvNIAfTg/s72-c/july+31+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-8580568537320397760</id><published>2009-07-31T00:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T13:25:33.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Came 2 Party &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;How can you not love this song!? I'm so in love right now. And the fact that Strify looks sexier than ever is soooo not helping me regain sense. He is so HOT. Sigh! It's the second single out of their new album Toyz, I believe. Someone has even taken the CiBi song and paired it up with clips of Tokio Hotel, mostly Bill and Tom. Putting Cinema Bizarre and Tokio Hotel together is so wrong, they're just so different. But it was still a cool video... and let's not forget that I discovered CiBi through someone else's Tokio Hotel fanvid featuring CiBi's magical "Forever Or Never". Oh well=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I came to party, and you came to party, so why don't we party together!?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I came to party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;And you came to party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;So why don't we party together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I came to party, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You came to party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;So why don't we party together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;We roll up&lt;br /&gt;Like no one can do it baby&lt;br /&gt;It's lights out&lt;br /&gt;Turn the f**king system up&lt;br /&gt;It's one night&lt;br /&gt;Rolling through your town tonite&lt;br /&gt;So stand up&lt;br /&gt;Space and Cinema Bizarre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So get up&lt;br /&gt;Nod your head and tell me&lt;br /&gt;It's what's up&lt;br /&gt;It's getting hot and heavy&lt;br /&gt;The phone's on&lt;br /&gt;Take a picture we don't care&lt;br /&gt;So get up&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear you sing it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I came to party&lt;br /&gt;And you came to party&lt;br /&gt;So why don't we party together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to party&lt;br /&gt;And you came to party&lt;br /&gt;So why don't we party together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all stars&lt;br /&gt;You and me and her together&lt;br /&gt;We go hard&lt;br /&gt;We don't give a f**k whatever&lt;br /&gt;It's one night&lt;br /&gt;Throw your f**king cameras up and&lt;br /&gt;Let's go&lt;br /&gt;It's Cherry Boom and Red One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So get up&lt;br /&gt;Nod your head and tell me&lt;br /&gt;It's what's up&lt;br /&gt;It's getting hot and heavy&lt;br /&gt;The phone's on&lt;br /&gt;Take a picture we don't care&lt;br /&gt;And if you got one&lt;br /&gt;Put your drink up in the air air air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to party&lt;br /&gt;And you came to party&lt;br /&gt;So why don't we party together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to party&lt;br /&gt;And you came to party&lt;br /&gt;So why don't we party together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter anyway&lt;br /&gt;Know that we can play&lt;br /&gt;Know you had a boyfriend anyway&lt;br /&gt;Got my picture on your phone&lt;br /&gt;When you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;Know we got to go&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear you sing it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to party&lt;br /&gt;And you came to party&lt;br /&gt;So why don't we party together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to party&lt;br /&gt;And you came to party&lt;br /&gt;So why don't we party together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Strify is the hottest =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Okay, okay... getting over it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Ciaou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-8580568537320397760?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/8580568537320397760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=8580568537320397760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8580568537320397760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8580568537320397760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-came-2-party-3.html' title='I Came 2 Party &lt;3'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-3718925347775809765</id><published>2009-07-29T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:25:25.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_j_czpfzzXQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_j_czpfzzXQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinema Bizarre - Deeper and Deeper&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cdJDP0MzW9U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cdJDP0MzW9U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I Came 2 Party&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-3718925347775809765?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/3718925347775809765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=3718925347775809765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3718925347775809765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3718925347775809765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/cinema-bizarre-deeper-and-deeper-i-came.html' title=''/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-8784728980225476160</id><published>2009-07-29T20:12:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:00:04.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry, babe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 461px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 380px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363857149728308258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnA_qKN-vCI/AAAAAAAAANs/xdUpPCHOANQ/s320/july+26+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hey again.. argh, sorry have been so busy lately.. well, this one's for last weekend! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me and my namesake, love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Went over to her place last saturday.. great seeing her, don't get to often. Pics!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363856312521383554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnA-5bYS3oI/AAAAAAAAANk/7T1CThkpSPo/s320/july+26+005.jpg" /&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363857156464090850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnA_qjT6nuI/AAAAAAAAAN0/-_rktn2LbYw/s320/july+26+013.jpg" /&gt;manicure flash!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363860315328723490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnBCia_7uiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/l4Dnr35ymfU/s320/july+26+007.jpg" /&gt; two of the same name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363859284888113138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnBBmcTvz_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/1axzOTfwhDY/s320/july+26+001.jpg" /&gt;the annoying and the annoyed lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yes, we camwhored a lot. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I had a uber good time. She even got me interested in nail polish (swt!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Love you, doll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So far after last weekend, nothing much has happened. Well, Anna's Confirmation Dinner is this Saturday night.. oh, and duh! Our school, for the first time ever (so lame right...) is having a Carnival Day! This Saturday, beats me what time.. I'll prob just go around 9 or so.. but the school hhas lots of stuff planned, horse riding, paintball, flying fox, archery.. plus the stalls. Don't forget to drop by 5Fitrah for excellent service!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I won't be doing any business on that day, I'll be makin' my rounds and havin' fun. Anyone who's not from SMK USJ 13, pls call if you're interested=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next post, right after this=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-8784728980225476160?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/8784728980225476160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=8784728980225476160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8784728980225476160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8784728980225476160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorry-babe.html' title='Sorry, babe!'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SnA_qKN-vCI/AAAAAAAAANs/xdUpPCHOANQ/s72-c/july+26+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-6430630368650691900</id><published>2009-07-23T22:53:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:42:14.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;YES, I've finally gone to view the magic that is the sixth installment of the Harry Potter Hollywood franchise, Half-Blood Prince. And I SO love it~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway, I went yesterday with Winnie and Christine..Cookie was supposed to come but she had to cancel out last minute. The movie was great, or that's my opinion anyway. I, for one, would definitely recommend you go see it=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361673965303032066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Smh-EGdY6QI/AAAAAAAAALk/bLkqw-61JKg/s320/harry_potter_half_blood_prince_dumbledore_potter%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361679288127543154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SmiC57hpV3I/AAAAAAAAANE/BIn0BT2xKxM/s320/harrypotter6-13%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361679809949143042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SmiDYTdnEAI/AAAAAAAAANc/Ogr-zip2N70/s320/harry_potter_half_blood_prince_poster7%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361679411771739394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SmiDBIIuDQI/AAAAAAAAANM/Ru9GPt7CBKE/s320/harry_potter_half_blood_prince_poster6%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yeah.. it was worth it. Definitely the best HP movie so far.. though nothing could possibly convey perfectly what we get from the books, this movie is the one that came closest to, in my mind. Get ready for the emotion, though, if you're really a die-hard fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361675808478111026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Smh_vY0kpTI/AAAAAAAAAME/Hk2cHZFNLMY/s320/harry-potter_l%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; love tom felton!;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anyway, after the movie, the 3 of us went to meet dheepah and cupcake at McD's. Strangely, I was seriously not hungry and just bought fries, small. Which I hardly got to eat myself, courtesy of Christine and Winnie. Pics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361676456393422050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SmiAVGfntOI/AAAAAAAAAMM/n9Ch8I4DnXk/s320/july+23+005n2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;winnie with one of my fries.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361676744387189346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SmiAl3Wr2mI/AAAAAAAAAMU/c6WBlSyx4_k/s320/july+23+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;another one of my fries!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361676994694758962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SmiA0b0qQjI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Y4PnNuQ7yX4/s320/july+23+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361677519490933170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SmiBS-10YbI/AAAAAAAAAMk/J3jucR7Q4Hc/s320/july+23+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;NO idea what she's doin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361678147387590786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SmiB3h8DCII/AAAAAAAAAMs/D74RFnz5tkA/s320/july+23+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Winnie the Pooh and her Honey pot..sooo cute&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361678421773037762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SmiCHgGosMI/AAAAAAAAAM0/o-BXzAKltJg/s320/july+23+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"Yo, it's Winnie"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361678675355372034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SmiCWQxYCgI/AAAAAAAAAM8/MfKck3E4nkE/s320/july+23+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;in my car.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;Yeah, we had a blast. Thanks to my mom for helping out=) After Winnie left with cupcake and dheepah, christine and i hung out then later went home. Great movie;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3969490264592752134-6430630368650691900?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/6430630368650691900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=6430630368650691900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6430630368650691900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6430630368650691900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter-and-half-blood-prince-3.html' title='Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince &lt;3'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Smh-EGdY6QI/AAAAAAAAALk/bLkqw-61JKg/s72-c/harry_potter_half_blood_prince_dumbledore_potter%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-8499816271388039594</id><published>2009-07-23T21:49:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T22:42:47.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST WEEKEND</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ey, as the title suggests, this post is all for last weekend.. didn't get the time to post anything up, see. Neways... Friday, my dad's boss had a second barbecue, and it was such a blast. Much better than the first=) I'd love to post some piccies but unfortunately I didn't get the chance to take any that night. I must say, though, that people can be just so interesting sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Saturday, usual busy day, plus CLASS PARTY NIGHT!!! Or photoshoot.. whichever. Our second for the year, too. We already had one party at sunway pyramid earlier this year..but this time, practically the whole class turned up, it was so cool! Unfortunately, neither of my personal friends were there to share it with me='( Well whatever, there was still the rest of the class! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I know you guys really tried to make me feel better about it, and trust me I wasn't bored with you around;) Thanks, I think you know who you are=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;PICS! Well, I don't have many, because I didn't bring my camera along for the ride. But sera and I shot a pic or two with my h/p... and of course, there was andrew's cam, pui kuan's cam.. mey ling's.. and countless others. Maybe sometime I can get them to send the pics over to me.. but for now: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361655429906311058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SmhtNMucJ5I/AAAAAAAAAKM/2aNq04EjFWE/s320/july+23+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt; sera looked great=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361655874193200066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SmhtnD0sE8I/AAAAAAAAAKU/QPJLQUofIgg/s320/5760_1130073865896_1648726067_322860_5019128_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and princess mey&lt;3..stolen from her facebook&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anyway, the fact is, despite all my trepidation before going, the party happened to be pretty cool;) The girls were pretty and the guys were hot. Yes, my classmates! swt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sunday, went out with my dad to mid valley megamall. Went to the dentist for a check-up.. then, we hit Rock Corner, and he marched right to the counter and asked if they had anything on Tokio Hotel. The salesgirl shook her head apologising and i was like =( but then she added, "we only have their dvd.." and my dad demanded to see it, but i was speechless with surprise. I thought the phillipines was the only country in asia which sold anything from TH.. and even then, only their Zimmer 483 European Tour DVD. I'd searched through every music store for TH before.. except Rock Corner!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;She brought this, and my dad bought it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361662940174119202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Smh0CWp0cSI/AAAAAAAAALU/J7422_8gte8/s320/july+23+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Then my dad asked if there was anything else TH at all and she shook her head again.."no,no we only have this and the other dvd.. no cd's.." and i was like -jawdrop-. THEY HAD ANOTHER ONE!? Yes! What was WITH that lady, who said anything bout CDs? Anyway, so I got this too=D :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361663276379838002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Smh0V7HgljI/AAAAAAAAALc/u9C2SncuZsg/s320/july+23+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;By now, I've finished watching the THTV one.. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Anyway, then my dad and i spent the rest of the day browsing through music.. he said I could pick out as many as I wanted, but I guess I already have what I want.. well, except for a couple, which primarily means THIS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361661129002686930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SmhyY7g5mdI/AAAAAAAAAK0/z3SF2n8afmQ/s320/july+23+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Also picked this out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361661373288048962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SmhynJjEaUI/AAAAAAAAAK8/48nGJLtYnBI/s320/july+23+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Avril Live in Toronto, and BEP's The E.N.D. which came with a free T-shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361661801568605458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SmhzAFBHFRI/AAAAAAAAALE/4MIcbaGhLwc/s320/july+23+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361662510021151522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SmhzpUNXCyI/AAAAAAAAALM/pIiJhCnV_uY/s320/july+23+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Yesh... those were the highlights of my weekend. What about yours? ;D Wanna share go tell my cbox, love=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;~confusion&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;happiness&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;confusion.. let's not forget the excitement;) thank goodness you don't know about what you cause me to feel~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-8499816271388039594?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/8499816271388039594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=8499816271388039594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8499816271388039594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8499816271388039594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-weekend.html' title='LAST WEEKEND'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SmhtNMucJ5I/AAAAAAAAAKM/2aNq04EjFWE/s72-c/july+23+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-3061111078459937708</id><published>2009-07-13T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:07:39.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in quick succession</title><content type='html'>Well this one's for today....nothiiing much really.. went to school...came back watched TV and slept the whole day.. (-.-) zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             My hair's starting to wave back to its normal state...no comment. Everyone today was like... "she cut her hair AGAIN...??" but oh well, whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Nearly got caught maths period.. I was like.. wtf... but safe la in the end.. pn. teh didn't care also...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Other than that nothing much...scienece finish the whole syllabus, teacher damn happy..although she wasn't smiling...suddenly felt like the guys were paying attention in class today. Went toilet with cupcake see pulak Anna also turned up with Tara. Haizz..swt la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight. Gtg eat dinner. Cheers&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Heavensent~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-3061111078459937708?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/3061111078459937708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=3061111078459937708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3061111078459937708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3061111078459937708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-quick-succession.html' title='in quick succession'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-3461821622132807965</id><published>2009-07-13T20:33:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T20:59:36.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delayed</title><content type='html'>Helllluuu.. anyway, this was supposed to be posted yesterday, but what the heck, I didn't have the time. So I'm putting it up today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, yesterday we went to see my grandaunt and celebrate her birthday. We took her and my aunty out to lunch somewhere near Chow Kit.. then we hit The Mall! Woohoo... got some art supplies there..hehhehheh. Anyway, here are some piccies:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357928221517541506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SlsvVHeX8II/AAAAAAAAAKE/u32omQHZ7zQ/s320/Picture+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Coca-cola car in the parking lot.. X'D so cute man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357923762648075858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SlsrRk5DTlI/AAAAAAAAAJs/Oq0GL6CeIMU/s320/Picture+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;streets were busy as we were going back to my grandaunt's place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357927291404464434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Slsue-iIsTI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Z0mXoxBRRt8/s320/Picture+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt; that's what I wore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357927535422166306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SlsutLkfVSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/hTs0Fg-hnvs/s320/Picture+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;=P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after all the fun (we spent nearly the whole day with them)..we came home so I could rush off to gym. What can I say about gym? Ela almost killed me...again. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&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/3969490264592752134-3461821622132807965?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/3461821622132807965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=3461821622132807965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3461821622132807965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3461821622132807965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/delayed.html' title='Delayed'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SlsvVHeX8II/AAAAAAAAAKE/u32omQHZ7zQ/s72-c/Picture+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-3746154844412953545</id><published>2009-07-10T21:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T21:42:55.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala~</title><content type='html'>Forgive me for the title=P Went out with mom to summit after scl today.. got some things done. Had lunch..shopped.. I bought a small English-Deutsche phrasebook. Probably won't do any good, and even if it does, what's the point right? Won't hurt to try, though. So yeah..glad bout that. Now I can get used to the pronunciations. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhm..more shopping.. then my mom dragged me to this new hairstyling place one of the store owners told her about. It was pretty cool; I very typically forgot the name. Anyway, I got another cut=) Again, a bob;) A bit more dynamic this time, just the tiniest bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356825370428991410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SldESvA4Z7I/AAAAAAAAAJE/_1K6KdwF5S0/s320/Picture+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356823463072094674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SldCjtjj2dI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ov5E7yTvq20/s320/Picture+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; and the hair close-up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356823962658558674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SldDAyqQUtI/AAAAAAAAAI0/RXgppLFX0Uo/s320/Picture+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Okay, YES... I've been camwhoring all over the place. So sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy it while it lasts right? And since AGAIN I wasn't allowed to get my hair rebonded, it's merely been blow-dried. Which means it'll probably be gone by Sunday. LOVELY. (not lovely at all, hello?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah well. At least I saw a number of cute guys today. At the mall, I mean...hehheh. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I guess that's all for now..later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356825032038830162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SldD_CaYUFI/AAAAAAAAAI8/0nVOUpvwsqo/s320/Picture+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;byebye=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Serious was never something I wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But like the stream shapes its rocky course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So has society put that stupid idea in my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now serious is all I find myself looking for~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please disregard that if you don't get it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-3746154844412953545?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/3746154844412953545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=3746154844412953545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3746154844412953545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3746154844412953545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/lalala.html' title='Lalala~'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SldESvA4Z7I/AAAAAAAAAJE/_1K6KdwF5S0/s72-c/Picture+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-8444345697857493305</id><published>2009-07-09T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:56:29.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I said my goodbyes...</title><content type='html'>Heyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much today. School.. then piano class..then Lit class.. BM tuition cancelled..the usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually paid attention to lessons today. Our Sivik teacher was chatting with me, Cupcake and Winnie bout Michael Jackson's alleged ghost. Sigh. Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being misunderstood..but worse, I hate being treated as if I'm sick or something. What's with that? Get a life. Maybe it's you, if you even suspected that? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. Just feel like... drawing. Or writing. Whichever. Love this new layout..blinking stars. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... that's all for now..ciaou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Noone cares when you're out on the street&lt;br /&gt;Pickin' up the pieces to make ends meet&lt;br /&gt;Noone cares when you're down in the gutter&lt;br /&gt;Got no friends, got no lover"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-8444345697857493305?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/8444345697857493305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=8444345697857493305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8444345697857493305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8444345697857493305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-said-my-goodbyes.html' title='I said my goodbyes...'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-5806874716908706512</id><published>2009-07-08T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:14:45.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facing the Future</title><content type='html'>Well... today at school, the representatives from quite a number of colleges and academic institutions swung by our school hall to sit at their respective tables while we swarmed around asking questions and poking at their pamphlets. Yes... usually I'd wander about not paying attention and dreading looking at anything, dreading the future. But not today^^ .. I swear, I was the very epitome of excited. And I don't even know why=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first I went along with Cupcake, Winnie and Chris, and Shuey Li joined us.. but then they were asking more about Accs, which is SO NOT what I wanted to be doing after leaving this hellhole. So I asked the man about media studies and stuff...it was pretty good, the focus on my elected fields. I'm lucky and unlucky, in a way.. that what I'm interested in seems more mainstream. Tara was taking pics of the event.. she snapped some with me too. Check it out on her blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, at one point, I flew over to The One Academy booth, which I'd been eyeing the moment I walked into the hall. Who hadn't? They even had an audio-visual showcase on a laptop for us to get an idea of their stuff. Very interesting stuff.. one of my friends said it was mostly about the flashy glamour. I dunno.. I went over, and the girl I spoke to, Vivien (I think that's the spelling..) seemed really nice and I was interested in what she had to say. Other than that, I got a whole lot of brochures from so many others. I remember a few now: INTI, Limkokwing, KDU, and ALFA International...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many, so little time. 20 minutes to be exact. Which is why me, my friends and half of our class stayed much longer than was allowed, until rehat, actually. I was so into it that I didn't even care about my fuming teacher upstairs. Behold the sudden lure of opportunities for the future. Grabbing them is another story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was watching the memorial for Michael Jackson on Channel V just now. Mostly boring, boring, boring.. not my thing, those performances. I listened to most of the speeches, though. S'far as I'm concerned, that dude's led one heck of a life, triumphant and tragic at the same time. Now, he's finally free of it all. So all this fuss is all about the fan's grieving.. not his. I won't deny the world has lost a great entertainer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, okay that's all... for now. I'll see y'all tmrw..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356100140324588674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SlSwsyV3jII/AAAAAAAAAIU/GHaP3SJdr4U/s320/29852%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Keeping myself away from you has backfired in a very painful way. =S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can this be called love...? Or madness?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't decided. =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody knows...and never you, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/3969490264592752134-5806874716908706512?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/5806874716908706512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=5806874716908706512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/5806874716908706512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/5806874716908706512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/facing-future.html' title='Facing the Future'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SlSwsyV3jII/AAAAAAAAAIU/GHaP3SJdr4U/s72-c/29852%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-9126285378524225971</id><published>2009-07-06T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T17:54:06.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madness.</title><content type='html'>Am chatting with Cupcake on msn while waiting for...uhm. tea i guess. which is McD's btw;D At one point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SecretKeeper =&gt; http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/ says:&lt;br /&gt;ate edi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.::ButterflyAnne::. sent 7/6/2009 5:22 PM:&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.::ButterflyAnne::. sent 7/6/2009 5:22 PM:&lt;br /&gt;dheepah is here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SecretKeeper =&gt; http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/ says:&lt;br /&gt;wwhoooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SecretKeeper =&gt; http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/ says:&lt;br /&gt;dheepah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SecretKeeper =&gt; http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/ says:&lt;br /&gt;SEXY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SecretKeeper =&gt; http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/ says:&lt;br /&gt;SEXY MAMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SecretKeeper =&gt; http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/ says:&lt;br /&gt;WORK IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SecretKeeper =&gt; http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/ says:&lt;br /&gt;SEXIEST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SecretKeeper =&gt; http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/ says:&lt;br /&gt;DHEEEEEEPAAAAHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SecretKeeper =&gt; http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/ says:&lt;br /&gt;CHINNNIIIAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SecretKeeper =&gt; http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/ says:&lt;br /&gt;X'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.::ButterflyAnne::. sent 7/6/2009 5:24 PM:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             SecretKeeper being me. In case you need interpretation, that meant that dheepah is at Cupcake's right now. And yes, that is how we go mad. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark &amp; Tantric, Sexual~ =&gt; http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/ says:&lt;br /&gt;part of this convo is going on my blog.. just so you know... a warning beforehand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark &amp; Tantric, Sexual~ =&gt; http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/ says:&lt;br /&gt;HEHHEHHEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Haha. At least I warned them. (Dark &amp; Tantric is me again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Blasting music and... oops! supposed to sms Cookie. Better go now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-9126285378524225971?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/9126285378524225971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=9126285378524225971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/9126285378524225971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/9126285378524225971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/madness.html' title='Madness.'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-3064852998897519085</id><published>2009-07-01T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T16:11:15.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday the news spread among fifth-formers everywhere like wildfire: the PLKN trainees list was out. I had to sms my I.C. no. to see if I was picked... and they replied me at 2am. Groggily, I saw the first word in the msg: Maaf. I groaned... I got picked? It didn't occur to me at first that Maaf to them was WOOHOO to me. I wasn't picked! I mean, PLKN isn't really bad or anything, it's just that it's not something I'D ever opt to do. So not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Anna was chosen. She was the first person to catch hold of me today as I was on my way to the toilet. She told me Tara got picked too. And later Cookie told me she got picked too. I was like...speechless. At first, anyway. Cupcake, like me, was free=). Well, ppl were upset about this whole thing. So good luck to those who got chosen - whether you're gonna go, or whether you're gonna fight to not go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           First half of school was spent in the dewan, listening to techniques on how to pass our Moral papers with flying colours. Sigh.. well, at least we missed Accs=D. Maths was... funny. Science was complicated, rotating between funny moments and the teacher getting pissed with us. She scolded Vincent again today and demanded he sit somewhere else other than in front of me. I was like "..." and he started swearing. Naturally. Cupcake and Winnie were being MAD. Idiots=P I just love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           SIGHHH... it's weird.. I felt strongly about someone I SOOO shouldn't be feeling anything about. It was worse since we were kinda clashing today. I just didn't know what to say without being too... weird. So I just sat there emo-ing in silence while that person was in their own world. ARGHH. Well, whatever, it'll blow over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Wow. Can't believe I wrote that down. Well, I guess it doesn't matter since nobody really reads this thing anyway. Well, except a few..thanks guys;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-3064852998897519085?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/3064852998897519085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=3064852998897519085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3064852998897519085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3064852998897519085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/relief.html' title='Relief...'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-6862346086185909927</id><published>2009-07-01T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T15:51:45.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keri Hilson ft. Kanye ft. Neyo - Knock You Down</title><content type='html'>Heh, not again&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, this ain't supposed to happen to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep rockin', and keep knockin'&lt;br /&gt;Whether you Louis Vuitton it up or Reebokin'&lt;br /&gt;You see the hate, that they're servin' on a platter&lt;br /&gt;So what we gon' have, dessert or disaster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd be in love like this&lt;br /&gt;When I look at you my mind goes on a trip&lt;br /&gt;Then you came in, and knocked me on my face&lt;br /&gt;Feels like in I'm a race&lt;br /&gt;But I already won first place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd fall for you as hard as I did&lt;br /&gt;(As hard as I did, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;You got me thinkin' bout our life our house and kids, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Every mornin' I look at you and smile&lt;br /&gt;'Cause boy you came around and you knocked me down&lt;br /&gt;Knocked me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around&lt;br /&gt;(Love comes around love comes around)&lt;br /&gt;And it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;Just get back up&lt;br /&gt;When it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;(Knocks you down)&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around&lt;br /&gt;(Love comes around)&lt;br /&gt;And it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;Just get back up&lt;br /&gt;When it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;(Knocks you down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd, hear myself say, ooh, ya'll gon' head&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna kick it wit my girl today, kick it wit my girl today&lt;br /&gt;I used to be commander and chief&lt;br /&gt;Of my pimp ship flyin' high, flyin' high&lt;br /&gt;Til I met this pretty little missile that shot me out the sky&lt;br /&gt;(Oh shot me out the sky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, now I'm crashing, don't know how it happened&lt;br /&gt;But I know it feels so damn good&lt;br /&gt;Said if I could go back, and make it happen faster&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I would baby if I could&lt;br /&gt;Miss Independent, ohh, to the fullest, the load never too much&lt;br /&gt;She helpin' me pull it&lt;br /&gt;She shot the bullet that ended that life&lt;br /&gt;I swear to you the pimp in me just died tonight&lt;br /&gt;Girl, sometimes love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around&lt;br /&gt;(Love comes around)&lt;br /&gt;And it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;Just get back up&lt;br /&gt;When it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;(Knocks you down)&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around&lt;br /&gt;(Love comes around)&lt;br /&gt;And it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;Just get back up&lt;br /&gt;When it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;(Knocks you down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me now can you make it past your Caspers&lt;br /&gt;So we can finally fly off into NASA&lt;br /&gt;You was always the cheerleader of my dreams that&lt;br /&gt;Seem to only date the head of football teams&lt;br /&gt;And I was the class clown that, always kept you laughin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, were never meant to be baby we just happen&lt;br /&gt;So please, don't mess up the trick, hey young world I'm the new slick rick&lt;br /&gt;They say I move too quick, but we can't let the moment pass us&lt;br /&gt;Let the hourglass pass right into ashes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the wind blow the ash right before my glasses&lt;br /&gt;So I wrote this love letter right before my classes&lt;br /&gt;How could a goddess ask, someone that's only average&lt;br /&gt;For advice, OMG, you listen to that bitch?&lt;br /&gt;Woe is me, baby this is tragic&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we had it, we was magic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was flyin', now I'm crashin'&lt;br /&gt;This is bad, real bad,.. Michael Jackson&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm mad, real mad, Joe Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should leave your boyfriend now, I'mma ask him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you gotta put the good with the bad, happy and the sad&lt;br /&gt;So will u bring a better future than I had in the past&lt;br /&gt;Oh Cause, I don't wanna make the same mistakes I did&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna fall back on my face again&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa, I'll admit it, I was scared to answer love's call&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa, and if it hits better make it worth the fall&lt;br /&gt;(When it comes around)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around&lt;br /&gt;(Love comes around)&lt;br /&gt;And it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;Just get back up&lt;br /&gt;When it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;(Knocks you down)&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around&lt;br /&gt;(Love comes around)&lt;br /&gt;And it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;Just get back up&lt;br /&gt;When it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;(Knocks you down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't see it coming when it happens, hey&lt;br /&gt;But when it happens you're gonna feel it, let me tell you now&lt;br /&gt;You see when love knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't see it coming when it happens&lt;br /&gt;But when it happens you're gonna feel it, let me tell you now&lt;br /&gt;You see when love knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-6862346086185909927?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/6862346086185909927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=6862346086185909927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6862346086185909927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6862346086185909927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/07/keri-hilson-ft-kanye-ft-neyo-knock-you.html' title='Keri Hilson ft. Kanye ft. Neyo - Knock You Down'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-5825125584513685505</id><published>2009-06-28T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:54:30.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love mysterious..-shuts up-</title><content type='html'>Mystery is a pleasure&lt;br /&gt;Nothing pleases more&lt;br /&gt;Than desire fused with ignorance&lt;br /&gt;That which "mystery" is known for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Me XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Please. That was so random=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Was out the whole day.. shopping earlier, then visited bro.. then gym at night. Today was... hmm, fun..-mysterious grin-. Can I say that I was happy earlier tonight? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayokay... that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;And, no, I will not explain the sudden outburst of poetry. Figure it out yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-5825125584513685505?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/5825125584513685505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=5825125584513685505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/5825125584513685505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/5825125584513685505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-mysterious-shuts-up.html' title='I love mysterious..-shuts up-'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-7682848584611148922</id><published>2009-06-27T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:14:47.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle for the Sun&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TZhvHP4JMqs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TZhvHP4JMqs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-7682848584611148922?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/7682848584611148922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=7682848584611148922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/7682848584611148922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/7682848584611148922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/battle-for-sun3.html' title='Battle for the Sun&lt;3'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-6465550200720636317</id><published>2009-06-26T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:36:42.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on...</title><content type='html'>Well, onto more cheerful topics. We've finally finished our N.I.E. mag, which looks pretty amazing, even if I do say so myself. Thanks Faiqah for helping us out so much.;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just been to THI, my fave TH fansite. Apparently Tom has decided to ease the pain of all the fans fervently waiting for their next album. He's gonna start his own personal blog=D, from next week onwards, until the release of their next musical explosion. It'll feature his views and stuff, and he's supposedly gonna share a portion of his life with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool.&lt;br /&gt;Hope that portion includes his twin. In fact, I hope he mentions Bill.. a lot. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School today wasn't bad. A lot of funny moments. Finally gave Yusof the poem he's been asking for, but I wasn't in the mood recently to write poems, so I just picked one from last year. So it's not really that good.. well, I mean, none of what I do truly satisfies me later anyway. I mean, some of them do, but those are too personal to share in a SCHOOL mag. D= People won't get them, anyway. Hello!? Did anyone get the one I gave Yusof!? Sigh. I fail as poet? -shakes head-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Cupcake is planning to go out to sunway pyramid tmrw but as usual I can't go. WTF.. I can't friggin go ANYwhere. -scowl- Well.. hope they have lots of fun, anyway. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now. Hmm... do I use that phrase a lot? =S&lt;br /&gt;Haha.=P&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-6465550200720636317?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/6465550200720636317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=6465550200720636317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6465550200720636317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6465550200720636317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/moving-on.html' title='Moving on...'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-8340404252160095617</id><published>2009-06-26T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T13:10:18.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking news...?</title><content type='html'>"Michael Jackson, the sensationally gifted child star who rose to become the “King of Pop” and the biggest celebrity in the world only to fall from his throne in a freakish series of scandals, died Thursday. He was 50.&lt;br /&gt;An autopsy was planned for Friday, though results were not likely to be final until toxicology tests could be completed, a process that takes several days and sometimes weeks. Police said they were investigating — standard procedure in high-profile cases.&lt;br /&gt;Jackson died at UCLA Medical Center after being stricken at his rented home in the posh Los Angeles neighborhood of Holmby Hills. Paramedics tried to resuscitate him at his home for nearly three-quarters of an hour, then rushed him to the hospital, where doctors continued to work on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is believed he suffered cardiac arrest in his home. However, the cause of his death is unknown until results of the autopsy are known," his brother Jermaine said.&lt;br /&gt;Cardiac arrest is an abnormal heart rhythm that stops the heart from pumping blood to the body. It can occur after a heart attack or be caused by other heart problems.&lt;br /&gt;Jackson’s death brought a tragic end to a long, bizarre, sometimes farcical decline from his peak in the 1980s, when he was popular music’s premier all-around performer, a uniter of black and white music who shattered the race barrier on MTV, dominated the charts and dazzled even more on stage. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/31552029/ns/entertainment-music/"&gt;http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/31552029/ns/entertainment-music/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing I heard this morning, from my mom. I didn't really break down into tears or anything cuz frankly, I'm not a fan and couldn't have cared less. But it is kinda unsettling to know this historical man who's been around since before I was born, with all his famous performances, gossip-inducing scandals, and phenomenal music is actually.. dead. Some of my friends looked like they were personally in mourning. Look, they've already fixed the date of death on his Wikipedia page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Jackson"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Jackson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351870260733641714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SkWppY8Bg_I/AAAAAAAAAII/j_2bkCcfPTo/s320/Michael_jackson_bad_cd_cover_1987_cdda%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. rest in peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-8340404252160095617?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/8340404252160095617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=8340404252160095617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8340404252160095617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8340404252160095617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/breaking-news.html' title='Breaking news...?'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SkWppY8Bg_I/AAAAAAAAAII/j_2bkCcfPTo/s72-c/Michael_jackson_bad_cd_cover_1987_cdda%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-3197180700150077121</id><published>2009-06-25T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:11:27.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL-ness and stress</title><content type='html'>AAAAAAAAARGHH. Today was thursday, a.k.a. stressday cuz of all the things going on. Piano class, tuition and more tuition..x.x! Well, today again me and Cookie had to cut our classes to work on the N.I.E. mag we're in the process of creating. Our teammates Lav, Brindha and Vindra were all there and we were working so well together, it was a miracle, or to me, at least. Vin had brought her laptop which had a DBSK bg and I was like "..." but Cookie started hyperventilating at the sight of it. Lol XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  We were totally focused on our project, it was awesome. I guess I really will go into journalism, or editing... I'd love to be an editor, but I've heard that it's a load of stress! =P No changes there, I guess. Being a writer would be cool, too, though.. but hey, I wanted to be a newsreader too, who knows, maybe one day appearing on CNN!? Haha, you never know! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Wow. I like, took a ride in Pn. Rachel's Myvi in the middle of school along with five other competitors from other teams to get some photocopying and printing done. As you can imagine, it was pretty squashed up in there, but man was it a barrel of laughs. These fourth-formers are actually quite bright and funny. I've not Pn. Rachel laugh that much like that in a loooong time. (She was my Form 1 English teacher.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      I sooo can't believe she knows my Dad's fave photocopier Jan! When I heard that we were going to Jan's place, I was like, oh, okay... - but then she also said about how she knew I'd been there often, and how my Dad gets most of his work done there and I was like -jawdrop-. Especially when she said she'd known since Form 1. &gt;.&lt;" Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       My piano class went okay today, I guess. I hadn't practiced much, so I wasn't expecting much either=D especially since the electricity was cut in my area. Ugh. Then went to Thiru's house for Lit class. Kishy was dressed to kill in that superb pairing of casual jacket with chic top. Loved it. Apparently she was going out to a movie later;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       I felt so bad about what I said to the oldest boy, I mean, all I said was "Can you please open the damn gate" in this really quiet voice but he looked kinda upset. I was in such a bad mood (was having a major headache by this time). Poor kid. I guess I sound deadliest when I use that cold cutting voice. ... I FEEL SO BAD:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         BM tuition.. was normal. Except that I'd lost my workbook. Again. Well, I'll find it=) Right now, am just chilling here listening to Placebo (again!;D) and CiBi too, of course. CiBi rocks forever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Well gtg&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Cookie really does look so cool with her new hair.. lol! And i wonder if cupcake and dheep went to that dance class i couldn't make it to? (hello!? thursday...stressday!!! no time.) I shall ask..=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XxTiggerxX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-3197180700150077121?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/3197180700150077121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=3197180700150077121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3197180700150077121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3197180700150077121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/lol-ness-and-stress.html' title='LOL-ness and stress'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-6102584838366607064</id><published>2009-06-23T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T23:11:26.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoots! XD</title><content type='html'>Title refers to Cookie's new hairstyle. OMFG it's so short, but hey, I love it, it's totally cool!! Forgive me if I didn't give a positive reaction at once, it was the shock of seeing her curls cut off (sobs!). Whatever, cuz her new 'do is still wayyy awesome!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Condolences to lil' Cupcake for what happened. Sorry. Also that I couldn't spend more time withchu today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Today me and Cookie spent almost every second in the library with Brindha, Lav and Vindra working on our N.I.E. mag. It's pretty cool, all the ideas and effort we made for it so far. Hopefully, everything goes according to plan and it'll turn out beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Got seriously ill before school ended. I wanted to pay attention for once, during add maths, but it was like so horrible, the weighty painful feeling. Eww. I don't usually get THAT sort of illness=S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Better now but didn't go for dance class=( Sadsad. Next week must go;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Well gtg... dead tired. Will update again tmrw, if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-6102584838366607064?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/6102584838366607064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=6102584838366607064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6102584838366607064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6102584838366607064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/whoots-xd.html' title='Whoots! XD'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-4775202901362633471</id><published>2009-06-22T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T16:45:51.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LaDeeDa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;               School was a funny affair. As usual. Cupcake a.k.a. Piglet was teaching me some thumb game and I kept screaming and dodging her thumb instead of trying to pin it down. Haha.. she and Winnie had an UNFAIR advantage becuz my thumb was shorter than theirs!=(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there was Vincent kept bugging me to tell him the story of Breaking Dawn.. even though he hasn't even finished reading Eclipse. Gawd. So I just told him I'd bring the book tomorrow to lend it to him. As long as he takes care of it. Lol.. he's funny, though. Also there was a moment when I saw Farah biting Fajran (!??) and I was like, do mine eyes deceive me? A real vampire! Sinking her teeth into a classmate. &gt;.&lt;" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so into this new Placebo song.. woohoo. Not as good as Every You Every Me, but pretty cool anyway - Battle For the Sun. Released earlier this year. Hmm... I really have been thinking of doing something with my DA acc. It just isn't happening, unfortunately. Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well... that's all for now, I guess. Hmm.. here's a random pic:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350068934064142514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Sj9DWYK--LI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ayA51AGLZhs/s320/DSC06046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cheers xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;XxTiggerxX&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-4775202901362633471?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/4775202901362633471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=4775202901362633471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/4775202901362633471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/4775202901362633471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/ladeeda.html' title='LaDeeDa'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Sj9DWYK--LI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ayA51AGLZhs/s72-c/DSC06046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-485800402131424456</id><published>2009-06-21T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:52:18.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blablabla..</title><content type='html'>Nothing much today. Gave my dad a card for Father's Day, then had breakfast at 12pm and went through the papers. Sunday's always the best day for newspapers. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I googled this band Placebo cuz am currently hooked on one of their older songs. They're def not new, been around since 1994 if I'm not mistaken. I like them, especially the singer's voice. Pretty strange considering I'd usually find that sorta nasal-sounding voice irritating, but not his, I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349800914072911554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Sj5Plj5gPsI/AAAAAAAAAHE/XVcx0hcDUT8/s320/placebo2009n2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the current members&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349806612484373714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Sj5UxQIqvNI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6nyZY5lVZIw/s320/evilbrian%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;brian molko... the lead singer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, my fave song from them should be playing the moment you opened this page. So, what do you think?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bro came home early evening. Sketched and drew stuff later after he left, partly watching some tamil movie my mom was laughing along to. I drew a pic I pretty much like, which is rare nowadays. I'm also having the urge to do another comic, but haven't so far. Went to gym at 8. Had fun with Ela torturing me=) ...&gt;.&lt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah guess that's all for now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cheers, xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;XxTiggerxX&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-485800402131424456?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/485800402131424456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=485800402131424456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/485800402131424456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/485800402131424456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/blablabla.html' title='Blablabla..'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Sj5Plj5gPsI/AAAAAAAAAHE/XVcx0hcDUT8/s72-c/placebo2009n2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-6030937534765082849</id><published>2009-06-20T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T23:11:47.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I'm falling, falling apart...</title><content type='html'>Well, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today sure was fun. In a way. Got up to find that I couldn't find a freakin' uniform blouse in sight, but finally found one, and had to wing it to school. 'Til my feet ached. Good thing the bus was still there. Noone had even gotten out of the school yet, they were all hangin' round just inside, and I made a beeline for the maharani. Of course. Today was the sunway thing with participants watching the public speaking comp and a bunch of lectures or talks. The maharani and I were separated from them cuz we were entered into the essay-writing contest along with brindha, a fourth former friend of mine. Unfortunately none of us won. Pffft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Naturally, I brought my ipod along for the journey and plugged in most of the time. Also, Her Royal Kishy-ness (so cute!) granted me the royal favour of letting me snap our pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349423016018746866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Sjz34_8YnfI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8sFM0QbcTxs/s320/DSC06065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me and my liege lord.. or wtv XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349424477940664706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Sjz5OGBuyYI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/2KXCYtx6WhU/s320/DSC06064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;blurblurblur... hey, it was a bumpy bus ride okay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmm, well other than that, there wasn't anything else much to report. One of the lecturers was this lady Diana (I don't recall her surname sry) who gave her presentation in such an interesting manner. I didn't fall asleep! =3 Actually, the other guy Andrew Cain wasn't bad either. I stayed awake then, too. Uhh... I guess that's all. Quite. Not really. Well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shhh!! Can you keep a secret? I couldn't force my eyes away from this totally adorable guy there, a volunteer I think. I was so not interested in eye candy, yet somehow he still managed to grab my attention. He was helping with my group, how fabulous is that!? Lol! Poor guy. He so does not deserve this. XD I was watching him, yikes.. seriously hooked, and this isn't just an original thought, my girls all agreed he was cuuuute. Sigh. Madness..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, that's all for now I guess. Might post something again later.. some pics from Lit tuition. XD This ought to be good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Later&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xXSwornAllegianceToTheMaharaniXx &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Major lol!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;XxTiggerxX &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what my girls in class named me.. winnie the pooh, piglet, kanga, and owl respectively, don't bother asking who is who! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-6030937534765082849?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/6030937534765082849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=6030937534765082849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6030937534765082849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6030937534765082849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-im-falling-falling-apart.html' title='If I&apos;m falling, falling apart...'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Sjz34_8YnfI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8sFM0QbcTxs/s72-c/DSC06065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-874370495565110538</id><published>2009-06-19T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T19:16:38.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday of freedom=P</title><content type='html'>First of all, I've been sickly sick with the flu since yesterday. Boohoo. At least the sore throat is gone, woohoo.. but man do I hate running noses. I mean, it's not like it's gonna win a race -rolls eyes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Hmm, didn't go to school today, at least I actually do have a valid excuse - illness. Though I doubt most people even bothered to go today, since it's the "pemimpin muda" elections and all. Sorry, if the absentee is a Form 5 with no status as prefect, librarian, ketua or whatever, did you really expect she or he to turn up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        Aiyoo can't sleep in tmrw.. wakin' up early cuz hafta be in school by 7.30am. Essay-writing competition at sunway college.. again. I went last year. I didn't win, either, may I add. Well, at least I know what to expect this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Sigh. Hothead keeps saying there's no point in having a blog if I want to keep it secret. She wants me to tell the world. I told her to jump off a cliff. She said she'd rather push me off. Whatever. It's just that there are some people I might not want reading my written thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         At least the Maharani said my blog wasn't a complete waste of effort. Thanks, girl, this one's for you=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Yesh.. I have been having fun now that I have no more problems with PP. Music music music.. my drug=D and I've been messing around with my camera too. It's pretty cool=)&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention drawing lotsa characters and stuff, inspired by a bombardment of newly-discovered songs on my part&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVER AND OUT&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-874370495565110538?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/874370495565110538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=874370495565110538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/874370495565110538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/874370495565110538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/friday-of-freedomp.html' title='friday of freedom=P'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-8487320692177603828</id><published>2009-06-16T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T17:42:24.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yikes</title><content type='html'>Two weeks of hols are over, too quickly, it seems - tomorrow's the third day of school after such freedom. Shxt, we'll be getting our accounts exam results. Die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks I enjoyed. Every day had an outing, but we didn't go on long trips or anything. Pretty cool - shopping, parties, a barbecue(courtesy of my dad's company gathering.. i got to meet his office mates), movies, relatives, aimless wandering, and more shopping. Believe me, that's already a miracle. Cuz me and shopping? Very rarely happens. Well, okay, not THAT rare nowadays. And my brother came home like practically every night, well almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. It's done, right? Back to school. Time just seems to keep eluding my grasp, let alone my patience. I dunno.. my results are like not so good. I mean, not like I expected anything else, I never raised a finger or gave a damn about exams.. but maybe it's time to start caring. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I'm so not happy right now, thanks to this friggin' sore throat that's hit me like a sack of bricks. It's irritating me no end, I can't even swallow. As if things haven't been irritating me enough round here. But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I'm thinking of &lt;em&gt;trying&lt;/em&gt; to do something with this page. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-8487320692177603828?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/8487320692177603828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=8487320692177603828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8487320692177603828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8487320692177603828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/06/yikes.html' title='Yikes'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-4807554955957347432</id><published>2009-05-27T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T13:41:04.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated... =P</title><content type='html'>Haha. I forgot to post whatever i wanted to post that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sad is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, whatever. This should have been the first thing i posted, not some annoying issue from school. Well, last Friday was my bday.. and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A CAMERA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally! I've been wanting a real photographer's piece for, like, a coupla' years now. Woohoo, finaalllyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, my relatives came over on sunday to celebrate and it was crazy. So about a hundred shots have already been taken, more or less. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought five new CDs. Beyonce - I Am Sasha Fierce, Nightwish - Dark Passion Play, Katy Perry - One of the Boys, Neyo - Year of the Gentleman, and Secondhand Serenade. Unfortunately Dark Passion Play didn't include Phantom, but it did still have Amaranth, Bye Bye Beautiful and Cadence of Her Last Breath, so I was cool with it, I love those 3 tracks especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Tomorrow's the last day of exams, thank goodness. Can't wait for hols to start.&lt;br /&gt;Over and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~How can something be so wrong but feel so right? How can something I once scorned now make me fight? Loving you is impossible, except that it's true~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-4807554955957347432?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/4807554955957347432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=4807554955957347432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/4807554955957347432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/4807554955957347432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/05/belated-p.html' title='Belated... =P'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-8903651510621273353</id><published>2009-04-16T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:12:19.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Round and round, right..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;        Addicted. That's the word. No, I'm not talking about my crazy rockstar (sighs) whom I am &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; thank you very much. NOPE.. I'm addicted to "Right Round" by Katy perry ft. Flo Rida.. arghhh. It's spinning right round in my head. And round, and round, and round and round.. makin' me dizzy=P Love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 Meanwhile piano class went well today, which was great, especially considering that I was expecting to get it bad for not touching the piano keys for a week. Kishy couldn't make it for lit tuition today, how sad. On the other hand, I actually got some work done this time. &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Argh. My hair has gone back to its wiry, slightly wavy, not-straight-not-curly-not-anything-cool self. LOVELY. Oh but please, disregard the venomous sarcasm dripping from that word. Oh well. Then again, I've just discovered a new style I can do that actually doesn't look that bad, I'm gonna use this new style to school tomorrow, see what cupcake says. I mean, it's not like I get to straighten my hair once a month like she does.. unfortunately=( But I still kinda like my crazy hair=P It reflects my insanity!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      I'm dying to do something interesting with my DA account, for some reason. Strange. Sigh.. I'm also dying to transcribe "Right Round" onto the piano, if I can. AHH so dizzy... also, if only I could do something with my boring blog. Is there some way to put music here that actually WORKS? Everything I've tried seems to backfire..=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Oh yeah, btw y'all, I've gotten a new email acc to solve my stupid-can't-sign-into-messenger-and-talk-to-friends problem. It has worked, I'm glad to say. Unfortunately I have lost all my contacts. I only have about ten right now when before I had over a hundred. So add me up again, please!=) It's the same add, only instead of hotmail, it's @live.com. So yeah.. go add me now! Thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Argh. Spinning.. gotta go, gotta get away from this song now, so addicted to it. Well that's all for now, I guess^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-8903651510621273353?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/8903651510621273353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=8903651510621273353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8903651510621273353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/8903651510621273353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/04/round-and-round-right.html' title='Round and round, right..'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-2138955272806329506</id><published>2009-04-15T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T13:07:36.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuffs&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey again. I'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hmm.. am currently consuming a fillet-o-fish and mcflurry oreo from mcdonald's for dinner, courtesy of my dad.=) Wow, it's a pretty eventful week, and in full swing too. This post is for cupcake, btw;) Thanks for prompting me, girl, or i wouldn't have written anything til 2 months later, probably. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First of all, I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;finally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;joined hip-hop class with evie.. she's been going for a couple of lessons already, i think. Well yeah.. I could keep up with them, which was good.. but i got tired during the second half of class before it ended, which was bad.. but i totally let go and moved it, which was AWESOME! I used to have this thing about dancing in front of people, but not yesterday.. though i'm gonna need practice getting used to it. It was pretty cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ohyes... muahahaha!! I got a new haircut! Okay, well.. let me rephrase. I got a new, alien, uber-short bob! Yups. Actually wasn't expecting any haircut. But my mom took me on monday after school.. then the hairstylist asked if i wanted rihanna's cut. All i heard was rihanna.. so i said yes. This is the outcome: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324919160168092082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SeXpw3d9kbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/16asdQj4AJM/s320/Apr15+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt; From this, i now look like...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324920298619207890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SeXqzIh3ANI/AAAAAAAAAEg/yaSJSYr3Sr4/s320/Apr15+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THAT!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lol! Kinda.. strange. I didn't really fancy short hair on myself at first, but everyone else seems to like it. Oh haha! I went to school on tuesday and practically gave everyboody a heart attack!!! THAT WAS SO DAMN FUNNY... seriously, the whole day was brimmiing with drama and hilarious moments. I felt different, too. Sigh.. people have been so sweet and supportive, thanks you guys, i love you a lot, all of you&lt;3&gt; &lt;p&gt;Only a couple of people didn't like it, pretty obvious who they are, and a certain someone was so OBVIOUSLY envious&gt;=D Come on, it was so damn obvious, that was the only person who made a couple of insults, or just "made fun" as she might say. You do know that everyone who heard you saw right through you, right? You made it so obvious. Jealousy is so unnecessary; and anyway i never thought anyone would have reason to feel that way cuz of little old meXD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Besides that, I guess there have been a few other things, but none that i can write down here=) for reasons. And so, with that, I shall end this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cheers! xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-2138955272806329506?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/2138955272806329506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=2138955272806329506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/2138955272806329506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/2138955272806329506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/04/stuffs.html' title='Stuffs&amp;lt;3'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SeXpw3d9kbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/16asdQj4AJM/s72-c/Apr15+117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-4044116702770441029</id><published>2009-04-10T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T14:22:09.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day..</title><content type='html'>Today was.. normal. Actually, I was really dramatic, but emotionless. So I guess it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wasn't &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;normal. It was pretty good... except for one moment when my nerve failed me and I wanted to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;curl up &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            But that was just once=) When I wanted something, but couldn't get up the courage to ask for it, cuz I had to ask someone else for it, someone I wasn't that close to. So I fled.. and he probably thinks I'm a freak. But, &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh well. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                On a happier note.. I have the rest of the day free. Excellent!!! I'm crazy about vampires right now, so I'll probably be spending time drawing them or writing about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 Hmm. There was this &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one guy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I fancied, but I still haven't been able to open my mouth and say something intelligent in his presence. Actually, I still haven't been able to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;anything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in his presence. Whenever he's close by, I just ignore him.. as usual.. sigh. Sad sad sad. =( I'm just not cut out for this whole love thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Meanwhile, I'm stuck on this particular song: Paramore - Decode. Just love it right now. It remonds me of vampires &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Well I guess that's all... for now=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-4044116702770441029?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/4044116702770441029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=4044116702770441029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/4044116702770441029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/4044116702770441029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-another-day.html' title='Just Another Day..'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-5723211453630771641</id><published>2009-04-05T00:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T01:17:08.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready, Set Go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just back here for &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dunno what else to do while i'm still here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Am gonna write a new story.. just cuz i feel like it. Now watching some vids on youtube.. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iXp2ruZoxK8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iXp2ruZoxK8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's vinny and aaron.. look them up when you're on youtube, they're funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The very first vid i watched from them was "Annoying"! Just type in "annoying" in youtube it will prob be the first to show up in the results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah, I'm playing round with the fonts. So sue me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm.. &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;tomorrow's sports day&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;planning to go, if just to support my team&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oooh.. checking up on the latest TH news.. i wonder when their next album will finally be out&lt;/span&gt;? I must have read the date a hundred times but i just keep forgetting... =S &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can't wait&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, yeah...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess that's all for now.. i'll be back.. well, soon, hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cheers=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~I&lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt;THE&lt;strong&gt;AFI&lt;/strong&gt;REMIXOF&lt;strong&gt;READYSETGO&lt;/strong&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-5723211453630771641?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/5723211453630771641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=5723211453630771641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/5723211453630771641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/5723211453630771641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/04/ready-set-go.html' title='Ready, Set Go!'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-557515668360070998</id><published>2009-04-04T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T19:19:17.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sweet Escape~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Sigh. My limbs ache all over from being the freakin' anchor yesterday for tarik tali. And we didn't win=( Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just finished math tuition about an hour ago.. I hadn't completed my hmwk this time so I was expecting a lecture but for some reason she just let it go. Well, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A sweet, surprising escape..=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Speaking of tuition... i might finally get some help (or any, actually) with add math. Since i know sh*t about that sub, the Rani has agreed to help tutor me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALL HAIL THE MAHARANI!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But seriously, I'm glad she's willing to help me out. I'm really grateful, thanks!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm drowning in TH's music, as usual. Love it. =D Hmm, later will be hitting the gym round 9 for my session with Ela, my trainer. Whoots. Love that too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dunno what else to say for now.. oh. Here are the pics from the class party that i promised earlier:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320786858436999026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Sdc7dP60N3I/AAAAAAAAACg/lkveJbbq0-Y/s320/march20+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all the pretty ladies.. i'm the&lt;/span&gt; sesat &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;one in the middle, bottom row with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cookie and Cupcake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320788236024754722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Sdc8tb1VMiI/AAAAAAAAACo/NirKNEjpKUE/s320/march+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                           me and the edibles.. lol meaning cookie and cupcake of coz XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320790497236390322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Sdc-xDgMkbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/r3Ovv-Qe1UY/s320/march20+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;taken from the side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320791725597136194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Sdc_4jgOFUI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZYHaVlN_rWk/s320/march20+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;me with cupcake and the princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, i guess that's all for now. Gotta go eat something two hours before gym.. so yeah. Cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Creator of H.A.S., signing out=P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-557515668360070998?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/557515668360070998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=557515668360070998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/557515668360070998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/557515668360070998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/04/sweet-escape.html' title='A Sweet Escape~'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/Sdc7dP60N3I/AAAAAAAAACg/lkveJbbq0-Y/s72-c/march20+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-3466071792575275061</id><published>2009-03-26T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:06:27.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Party!!! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;once again i forgot that i own a blog.. mey ling reminded me the day of the class party, like.. last sunday.. &gt;.&lt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;             ANYway! Last week was our school holidays, thank goodness. But that's over... =(. Well it was pretty busy for me, what with visiting relatives, tuition and a sleepover. Plus the week kicked off at Sunway where we held our class party.. sadly barely half the class turned up, but whatever, it was still pretty cool=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;             Cupcake, Cookie and I hit the mall round 2pm i think, i don't remember... we just walked around and stuff, shopping(DUH!), and we hit the photo booths too. Then we had a quick drink at starbucks before i dragged them off to meet my cuz who works at one of the cafes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;              Anyway the party itself was really funny and I totally had a great time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt; Damn it~! I tried to upload some pics but it's too damn slow. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Another time, then =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;             School started this monday of course, and what else should properly greet us but our freakin' exam results? Seriously. How lovely. DX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;             Hmm.. i guess i don't mind mine so much. I think I've actually improved somehow. Yay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;             Otherwise, there isn't anything much else to report.=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Oh, I had the surprise of my life when I successfully completed my story for the MPH essay competition. And in only two hours max, too. Pretty funny seeing as I usually don't have the patience to finish anything at all. So, yeah, if I'm lucky I might just win this thing. I think the prize is a laptop...? DAMN IT I WANNA WIN!!! Lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;             Yeah, I guess that's all. Wow, this blog is pretty boring, but I just dunno what to do with it. Sighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Well... later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-3466071792575275061?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/3466071792575275061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=3466071792575275061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3466071792575275061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3466071792575275061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/03/class-party-3.html' title='Class Party!!! &lt;3'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-1879868606253547084</id><published>2009-02-18T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:35:11.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahem...</title><content type='html'>First of all... HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! Okay, okay, so it came very late... like, it's already feb.. but i've been busy, so sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         ANYway, yeah, i've been back to school and with something of an animated veangence... i mean, my animations (and loud voice) are worse than ever this year, sorry if i've made anyone deaf, or accidentally hit anyone standing close behind me. It's just that, i guess it's my final year, no matter what the bad parts are, there's always the good too, and i have to make the best of it one last time... before form 5 ends and i get thrown out into who-knows what kind of world. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Nothing much i can think of to say right now... hmm, let me think... well, i just completed my second "TAMpered" comic of the year, am debating with myself whether or not to actually use my dead DA acc and post my comics there. Nobody out of my class would get the point, because the comics feature private jokes that run around my own circle of friends, and even then, not the whole class. Hmm. Still debating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           For those of you who don't know, the T.A.M. in "TAMpered" once stood for Tara, Anusha and Mitchele, but now stand for Tania, Anusha and Melanie in the event of my sharing a class with these two instead of the last, meaning, of course, that my adventures all feature Tania and Mel. However, I've been thinking of changing the name, it seems unnecessary now, seeing as this year's comic features more people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Okay, MOVING on... hmm, latest developments... well, our outdated scl finally got whiteboards for each class to end the "Age of Chalk Dust"... so, hallelujah. That was today... oh, ohmygod, today was also class picture day... ARGHH.. i didn't even know until sera started hyperventilating about it during PJ time (we were in class.. theoryXP). It would have been okay if today hadn't started out so bad.. i man, i got up, and i could hardly believe my freaking eyes... seriously. I had the hugest bags under them, and even red welts running down from the inner corners of my eyes and i was like... "WTF!??" I didn't even want to go to school.. I mean, how could i ever possibly just... just, LOOK like that? I mean, not to exaggerate, but i was sort of horrified with my face early today. Okay, fine, it was mostly gone by the time i got to school, but still, i still looked rather... tired. And then sera announced it was picture day. I threw a fit, as can be imagined. Really pissed off... like hell. Well, i got over it. Pictures were.. well, i suppose they were fine, it's not like we got to see them. Yet. I hope i looked okay! Final year... last chance. Ugh! X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 ANYway, let's see about updates for this year. Well, there's really cool girl who joined our class, Wai Ling, really like her, she's fun. Christine seems more open nowadays too. Cookie and Cupcake have been... well, themselves. Cupcake is annoyiiing me, yes i know you're gonna read this. That's okay, cuz it's not heavy annoyance =P. If it was, i would have done more damage ^^ Hmm. Okay... creepy evil smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       Well, gotta go.. just gotten another threat.&lt;br /&gt;    Will come back soon.. hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-1879868606253547084?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/1879868606253547084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=1879868606253547084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/1879868606253547084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/1879868606253547084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2009/02/ahem.html' title='Ahem...'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-5478359799456716440</id><published>2008-12-13T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T16:30:43.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eventful...?</title><content type='html'>Well these hols are pretty eventful for me. Not always the way i wanted it to be.. but hell; we live and learn. Couple of weeks back I went to singapore with my mom and grandaunt. Stayed with my auntie who is one heck of a high-flying, cool woman. She's always busy, she's fashionable and owns her own couple of restaurants. Yet she found time to make our visit worthwhile.. I like her lots. Also her sons who insist that I am their cousin... lol! They're fun too=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I brought back some items I happily purchased there! =D Oh, my aunt also bought me a dress..o.o my first in a long time! But I love it, strangely=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted more than ever to my currently fave band.. you guys know who, right? Lol... you should if you know me well enough. However I think I've finally gotten over my unhealthy obsession with it's lead singer.. muahaha! Lol... but I just love his voice! His angelic voice forever &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also discovered another band from their native country.. these guys have this totally cool song I'm totally loving. I think its called "Forever or Never"... anyway, I've tried listening to their other songs but I think this is best.. they're till like beginners or whatever, or if they're not then they haven't actually made an impact as artistes. But I think they have talent musically..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to start studying... my friends are actually progressing pretty far.. me? I'm still stuck at the starting point... I haven't even gone that far, haven't even extended my hand to pick up a revision book. Maybe if I had my school textbooks, it'd be easier...&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, my late uncle's funeral service was on Tuesday earlier this week.. may peace be with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I also owe Anna an outing (to a mall.. as usual)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;           Yeah well I guess that's all... for now=P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cheers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-5478359799456716440?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/5478359799456716440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=5478359799456716440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/5478359799456716440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/5478359799456716440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/12/eventful.html' title='Eventful...?'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-4563337287146581850</id><published>2008-11-23T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T17:22:47.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avril's Concert (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, she started it off with Girlfriend. She took us through 18 of her awesome songs...: "Girlfriend", "I'm With You", "Complicated", "He Wasn't", "The Best Damn Thing", "Runaway", "When You're Gone", "Hot", "Innocence", "Everything Back But You", "My Happy Ending", "Don't Tell Me", "I Can Do Better", the "Girlfriend Remix", "I Don't Have To Try", "I Always Get What I Want", and an encore consisting of "Sk8r Boi". I didn't list down the songs in order of her performance, but the first was "Girlfriend" and the last was "Sk8r Boi". Oh, the other song was not performed, but it was a video shown on the huge screens while Avril changed. I think its title is "I Don't Give A Damn (About My Reputation)", it was a song I hadn't heard before. Otherwise, being a die-hard fan of hers, I knew all the other songs. When she sang "I Always Get What I Want", I realised the only people who was familiar with that song (other than me) closest to me was a few feet away. Otherwise, those next to me just swayed silently. The overall singing of the audience had lessened... hah, I thought all those girls dressed like Avril would at least have heard "I Always Get What I Want", but apparently not. Well, anyway, the whole concert was incredibly awesome, I was extremely happy. Avril rocked!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda weird being squashed against total strangers, especially when you're trying to jump. I enjoyed it, though. Some people broke out dancing, so did I at one point, but mostly I was singing at the top of my voice, jumping and watching Avril. Guess what? She saw me! Okay, okay, I bet she didn't even remember any of our faces the second she got off the stage, but somehow, it didn't matter. She caught sight of me and just that little thing thrilled me.. thank goodness I'm tall!!! I'd never been happier in my life about my height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah!! Somewhere in the second half of the concert, my friend Canesha turned up, and I was so surprised to see her, I didn't know she had planned to attend. She was dressed stylishly, not identical to Avril (like &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; clique-ish people) but with the essence of her style lingering about her. She looked awesome, full-stop! Here's a pic I snapped of her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271769700874237090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SSkWnKZGtKI/AAAAAAAAABI/V-ezhBnX9Uk/s320/Pictures+and+Vids+610.jpg" border="0" /&gt; She wore chains with skull pendants, a tie, and everything..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I pulled her into where I was standing with Tara, much to the disapproval and irritation of the people behind me (sorry!). I was totally high by then, if you can imagine, I mean, I just really Love with a capital L Avril's music. I really hope she'll come out with an Asian Tour DVD, I was wishing for a Malaysian one but I highly doubt that, especially with the less-than-friendly welcome &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; people in our country showed her(the shame!!). Well whatever, I would totally buy the Asian Tour DVD, so I won't just have a memoir, but also a chance to see her performances in the other Asian countries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of her concert, my dad and Caney's were escorting us back out of the stadium, and I was still much too high to feel disappointed yet; I think Tara actually planned to get past the bodyguards and stage crew to go see Avril. Anyway, my dad took Tara and I to McDonald's after that, and we were talking about Avril until after 12am when we dropped her off and finally came home. I couldn't sleep until 5am, I think... don't remember. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it, I guess... There's something to be said about the pictures, though. You'll notice that they seem distant and blurry, even though we weren't far from the stage and I could see Avril's features perfectly. Things in the pictures look different, farther and aren't as detailed. Pity... I tried to snap pics of the huge screens that flashed Avril's performance, but that was even worse, cuz I was closer to the stage. So here are some piccies I took with my handphonecam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271773362041501138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SSkZ8RTZtdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ctN2H5U57bY/s320/Copy+of+Pictures+and+Vids+968.jpg" border="0" /&gt; When the stage first lit up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271773662903487586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SSkaNyGfTGI/AAAAAAAAABY/F_coxUiKbz4/s320/Copy+of+Pictures+and+Vids+771.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Avril Lavigne!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271774347775025186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SSka1pcloCI/AAAAAAAAABg/fI2FDlRZHyo/s320/Copy+of+Pictures+and+Vids+714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty hard to snap clear pics when you're being jostled about in every direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271774643850986962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SSkbG4amRdI/AAAAAAAAABo/rIJVyC1cguA/s320/Copy+of+Pictures+and+Vids+1121.jpg" border="0" /&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271777836388656818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SSkeAti5JrI/AAAAAAAAACA/CpLOObyvyMI/s320/Pictures+and+Vids+613.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Change of background for her encore performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271778765966015810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SSke20fZ_UI/AAAAAAAAACI/hdxm6LdD5pc/s320/Pictures+and+Vids+590.jpg" border="0" /&gt; some of her fans had come well prepared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for the Avril in Malaysia post. Hope you enjoyed it, sorry if it was too long!&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-4563337287146581850?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/4563337287146581850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=4563337287146581850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/4563337287146581850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/4563337287146581850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/11/avrils-concert-part-2.html' title='Avril&apos;s Concert (Part 2)'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SSkWnKZGtKI/AAAAAAAAABI/V-ezhBnX9Uk/s72-c/Pictures+and+Vids+610.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-5583719515942767523</id><published>2008-11-15T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T21:35:23.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AVRIL IN MALAYSIA - REVEALED (finally=D)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SR7FZBdkqbI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bJ7rU4hN_H8/s1600-h/Copy+of+Pictures+and+Vids+714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268865647749933490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SR7FZBdkqbI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bJ7rU4hN_H8/s320/Copy+of+Pictures+and+Vids+714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, well... unfortunately the images are really blurred and not really that good. I mean, its totally hard to do anything with your camphone when you're jumping, or being pushed around by other people's jumping. But, i guess i'll post some anyway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad drove me and Tara to KL... to Stadium Merdeka. I've never been to this stadium and was expecting some ancient-looking old place but it's actually kinda cool.. anyway, the concert had been postponed to 8.45pm.. so Tara and I joined this uber long queue for the front door... and this was for people who had already bought tickets. We saw some girls and sometimes even guys (swt) who were dressed up like Avril, pink streaks and all. Then we decided to get the free posters they were giving out.. of COURSE, when i was getting mine, THAT'S when the line had to finally start moving.. Tara and my dad were at the door already when I came running with my poster.. all the guards seemed to keep checking me and my stuff.. but not Tara! She got to sneak in her camera. Ohyeah, she had stuck her camera's memory card in her socks just in case..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh btw here are some pics: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268868896205931154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SR7IWG51gpI/AAAAAAAAAAw/yOnxvUTrh8I/s320/Pictures+and+Vids+1052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;tara and i in the hotel where my dad parked his car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268869691830214290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SR7JEa1cnpI/AAAAAAAAAA4/4ABuRRWwYGg/s320/Pictures+and+Vids+582.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;tara - in the stadium&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the stadium, we got pissed off because we thought that we'd be standing near the stage.. that's what the print-out of the stadium setting my dad got us (earlier) said.. but there were a bunch of chairs for the VIP section, right in front of the stage, and THEN our section.. hello? Who the hell enjoys a rock concert sitting down? I was really disappointed about the distance.. but my dad suggested we stand at the middle (when we got into the stadium, there was already a 3-row thick crowd of people pushing against the metal divider keeping us from the VIP section.) because the crowd seemed thinner there. That turned out to be the most excellent idea ever!!! Not only did tara and i end up with only a couple of people dividing us from the metal gate, we turned out to be right in front of the main place where Avril performed on stage! We were surrounded by college guys in love with Avril.. and I was &lt;em&gt;still &lt;/em&gt;taller than most of them! Oh well.. for the first time in my life, I was seriously glad of my height cuz it worked to my advantage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Being stuck between total strangers was weird, though. Someone on my left kept complaining about his back... &gt;.&lt;" but me and tara were rooted to the spot. No way we were going to get pushed back!!! We were all waiting for just one person.. and then it started to rain. All the unknown guys started cursing.. thankfully the stadium people started handing out these cheap plastic raincoats to everyone. It was hilarious trying to put it on when you're mashed up against other peiople trying to do the same thing AND not lose their spots, but we managed it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268873487285069810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SR7MhWAZp_I/AAAAAAAAABA/ACtdFMqdLvk/s320/Pictures+and+Vids+1017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;our hair are wet, and that yellow plastic on me was my free raincoat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was actually pretty funny... but the tension was killing us. My dad was busy cracking jokes with unknown guys (aaiiyoooooooo...) and there were stupid people who started an "AVRIL!!" frenzy and made the rest of us all think that she had arrived. This happened a few times and my dad loudly stated that they must be practicing( i dieded). Finally Avril arrived round 9.15, and we were all just waiiiiiiitiiing for her to get onstage... we saw her peeping through the back curtains at one point and went nuts cheering. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then it finally started.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-5583719515942767523?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/5583719515942767523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=5583719515942767523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/5583719515942767523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/5583719515942767523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/11/avril-in-malaysia-revealed-finallyd.html' title='AVRIL IN MALAYSIA - REVEALED (finally=D)'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7qH2RGygLmo/SR7FZBdkqbI/AAAAAAAAAAo/bJ7rU4hN_H8/s72-c/Copy+of+Pictures+and+Vids+714.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-4357329179675733465</id><published>2008-11-15T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T17:30:18.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vertrau mir</title><content type='html'>Well... the hols have officially started (FINALLY) and I've decided to do a leeeeeeeetle something about this oh-so-boring blog. Plus I didn't post anything about the Avril concert like i ws supposed to. Sorry about that=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Oh, Ian just called... Kaesh and him have been planning stuff together..and now we're planning to start up some kinda business.. under our band name - Phase Sheft.. get more info on Phase Sheft through this link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://phasesheft.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://phasesheft.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Anyway... I've recently gotten Facebook, people... so add me up!! =D kays.. here's the name I'm under: Anusha Alvira. Please, don't ask.. XD if you still can't find my acc then try my email add. Looking forward to seeing you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                That's all for now.. I think I'll start the Avril-concert-post... like finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaou&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-4357329179675733465?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/4357329179675733465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=4357329179675733465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/4357329179675733465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/4357329179675733465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/11/vertrau-mir.html' title='Vertrau mir'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-2036468712066141821</id><published>2008-08-30T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T01:55:41.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally Happy</title><content type='html'>Yeah... i'm completely, incredibly happy for the first time in such a freakin, dreary loooong time. I mean, i feel so beautifully ecstatic right now... satisfied, thrilled, exultant. Whatever... i'm spewing forth words in my state of high madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Last night (meaning a couple of hours ago) was THE BEST NIGHT OF MY LIFE. Maybe tomorrow(i mean later today.. if i can sleep)  i'll get up and say "oh it was ONE of the best nights of my life".. but right now it was THE best. THE BEST DAMN THING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                If you haven't figured out what i'm hyperventilating about by now... it's AVRIL!!! Yeah... just came back bout an hour ago from her Malaysian concert.. in Stadium Merdeka... which kicked off her Asian tour... trust me, it really WAS the best damn thing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            I went with my best friend tara.. we got the free standing rm338 tickets, courtesy of our dads... the closest we could get to Avril Lavigne without paying rm3000. And damn, it was soooooo fcking WORTH IT!!!! The concert rocked, i found myself yelling, screaming, singing along at the top of my voice (i've never gone that loud before... i didnt think i could), dancing, JUMPING(like a lot!), waving and all the other shxt. We were all thrilled, she was awesome. A nice surprise! My friend Canesha was there too! She somehow managed to find me and tugged at my sleeve... i pulled her in closer towards where i was (to much protests among those behind me) and together we all enjoyed the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Damn it, i have some pics and all.. even a couple of vids.. but i'm just too tired to relate and post it all right now... maybe tomorrow, as soon as i can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhh..... ILOVEYOUSOMUCHAVRIL.... LIKE SOSOSO MUCH... COME BACK TO MALAYSIA SOON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.FEEL.SO.ALIVE.&lt;br /&gt;So sue me for being nuts XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Anusha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-2036468712066141821?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/2036468712066141821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=2036468712066141821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/2036468712066141821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/2036468712066141821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/08/totally-happy.html' title='Totally Happy'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-3596176107465773007</id><published>2008-08-23T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T00:53:54.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh of Relief</title><content type='html'>The Avril concert here in malaysia is back on. Good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               I  was so angry when they gave in to the ban... but apparently Avril herself stated that she doesn't give a damn.. she's still coming over! She said she has the government's approval.. so.. yeah, looks like we're gonna rock out on the 29th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Hmm.. hey tara.. i just read the post where they said they were gonna arrest us all if the website's manager doesnt get rid of all our comments and stuff.. haha too bad i already spoke my mind. Are they gonna arrest me for that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright side - AVRIL'S COMING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; OHmygod... what the hell am i gonna wear??? I HAVE TO GO GET SOMETHING SUITABLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-3596176107465773007?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/3596176107465773007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=3596176107465773007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3596176107465773007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/3596176107465773007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/08/sigh-of-relief.html' title='Sigh of Relief'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-6656478601232746045</id><published>2008-07-25T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T13:01:22.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still not doing hmwk =)</title><content type='html'>Hahahaha... so much for brief. I finally figured out how to link meyling. So now i got a linkslist on my page... with only one link. DAMN SAD man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Who else i know got a blog? Hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-6656478601232746045?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/6656478601232746045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=6656478601232746045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6656478601232746045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6656478601232746045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/07/still-not-doing-hmwk.html' title='still not doing hmwk =)'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-6556883569446704785</id><published>2008-07-25T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T12:15:44.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not in school...</title><content type='html'>Haha... i should be in school right now, but obviously i'm not... didn't go because i woke up late.. Cupcake's gonna kill me. Anyhow, i've got tuition at four, and unfinished homework (naturally) to complete before that time. So I'll make this brief... I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Yesterday my WITCH of a headmistress (and thats not really the word i'd use) accused me of a crime im pretty sure i DID NOT commit. Ugh... that -toot-. And right after school, was, of course, my usual piano class, which, of course, as usual did nothing much to improve my mood. It was better than it usually is, though. ANYWAY... yesterday was overall a bad day... but last night me and my dad went to summit to watch the All-american Boys Chorus (i might have gotten the name wrong... x.x) and they were awesome. I mean, I wonder how much practice they had to endure to get that good? I wanted to take a few pictures of the Boys (me having a natural talent for photography... lol.. JK!) but my phone didnt have any more memory space for pictures... I've got 1100 piccies inside it.. i have to find a way to transfer them all to my comp, fast! XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      I hope Kishy and Cookie don't turn up at my place right after school today.. they usually do on fridays... but today im not feeling so well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... that was hardly brief.. but whatever XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-6556883569446704785?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/6556883569446704785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=6556883569446704785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6556883569446704785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/6556883569446704785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/07/not-in-school.html' title='Not in school...'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-4081714313561798583</id><published>2008-07-19T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T20:26:38.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half-Asleep Inside</title><content type='html'>Hyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was... normal. Kishy wanted me to follow her out for a movie but i had tuition and since my mom said no more cancelling tuition classes i couldnt go. So i asked her to take Cookie instead. I wonder if Cookie went with her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Anyway... am in a very cheery mood cuz when dad came home... he came to the hall (where i'm sitting at his laptop) and dropped... GUESS! 3 Linkin Park and 3 Simple Plan CDs!!! WHOOTS!!! Am currently listening to Leave Out All the Rest... LP, of course. Anyway... my tamil tutor didnt show up again... my math tutor did, of COURSE... as usual... does anyone else find it weird that i take math tuition, but not addmaths tuition? Haizz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Im so gonna fail add maths! XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     But whatever. Im dying to go out with pam and her peeps tomorrow, but i dont think my mums gonna let me go!!! ARGHH... see first la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah well i guess thats all for now... ciaou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-4081714313561798583?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/4081714313561798583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=4081714313561798583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/4081714313561798583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/4081714313561798583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/07/half-asleep-inside.html' title='Half-Asleep Inside'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-673275071312384153</id><published>2008-07-09T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T21:30:32.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screaming. Inside. My. Head.</title><content type='html'>Today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... wasn't one of my better days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     See, it's like that song:    Because you had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;                                                You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;                                                You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;                                                You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;                                                You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;                                                You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;                                                You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;                                                The camera don't lie&lt;br /&gt;                                                You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;br /&gt;                                                You had a bad day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   (Daniel Powter - Bad Day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         It kind of felt wrong from the morning.. but it was just going bad in school. I was in a bad mood cuz they had changed our class schedule quite drastically... and it takes a bit of time for me to adjust to that since i've now surrendered my life to stupid, proper order. Somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I might be getting a tad bit paranoid.. nowadays i feel so out of place among even my closest friends. Then again, im not even that sure who my closest friends are anymore... but whatever. Uhm, paranoid because.. i feel like they're always.. always... disapproving of how i am. I mean, i dont feel like that all the time, but.. oh, WHATever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             When i came home (i walk back from scl) i saw that my dad had brought my lil bro home for a short while. Which was great... unfortunately i was too emotionally exhausted and totally in a bad mood to be that happy. In fact, i immediately went upstairs because i didnt want my bro to pick up my bad mood. He's sensitive to emotions around him.. he picks up on them. I was changing when my dad left with him to drop him back off at that place.. so i didnt get to say goodbye. I guess thats okay cuz my mom said its better that we dont say goodbye to my bro everytime he leaves.. or we do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      So then i was in an even worse mood. But i kinda cooled off later on. Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go. Cant stay too long right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-673275071312384153?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/673275071312384153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=673275071312384153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/673275071312384153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/673275071312384153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/07/screaming-inside-my-head.html' title='Screaming. Inside. My. Head.'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3969490264592752134.post-2936780469373531258</id><published>2008-07-07T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T23:39:22.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BlaBla XP</title><content type='html'>Yet again, I have started a new blog. Hopefully this one will fare better than the previous attempts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Sighs. I'm seriously gonna die... i can't stay awake in add maths class in school, and now that i've no tuition for that sub im like completely lost. COMPLETELY. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               DAMN! Avril's coming down to malaysia this august!! Finally... she's gonna have a concert here! I hope this one doesn't get cancelled like the ones before. Anyway i can't wait.. i'm like, so damn happy.. i have GOT to go. I don't care, it's AVRIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Otherwise.. life is the boring, same old, same old. Stupid change of class jadual is pissing me off.. but i guess it aint that bad. What kind of introductory entry is this anyway? Oh whatever, i don't know what else to write for now..&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go =P&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3969490264592752134-2936780469373531258?l=gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/feeds/2936780469373531258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3969490264592752134&amp;postID=2936780469373531258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/2936780469373531258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3969490264592752134/posts/default/2936780469373531258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gaze-at-the-stars.blogspot.com/2008/07/blabla-xp.html' title='BlaBla XP'/><author><name>Anusha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00118862452911021351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T1dEzud-BWc/TZOHjGcWhII/AAAAAAAAAi0/gEV-Jkte8QE/s220/DSC09061.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
