<?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-5345557517559195929</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:00:04.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>水崎世界に</title><subtitle type='html'>my ramblings~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-3515450857155139135</id><published>2008-07-05T02:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T02:56:52.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dh</title><content type='html'>NJC vs YJC, tie 1:1.&lt;p&gt;

*please imagine a bright pink explosion suffused with glitter and stars*&lt;p&gt;

feel my joy, people, feel my joy. even when it's nearly 3am in the morning now and i'm absolutely cranky with my sueyness and drained dry of energy and brain power from 4 hours of working on PW gpp (and still havent finished, ~!@#$!!!! jingwen, i'll be one nervous wreck if not for you, thankyouthankyouthankyou), this ray of exuberance and jubilation shines through.&lt;p&gt;

of course, we have a long long way to go to reach that coveted medal XDDD gogogogo njfloorball! today's match was scary and all their shots were powerful and hair-raisingly close, but we did it in the end! now to let our magic work in all our future matches ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-3515450857155139135?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/3515450857155139135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=3515450857155139135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/3515450857155139135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/3515450857155139135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/07/dh.html' title='dh'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-7109967816602881745</id><published>2008-07-03T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T23:43:29.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sf</title><content type='html'>floorball match with YJC tml!&lt;p&gt;

trepidation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-7109967816602881745?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/7109967816602881745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=7109967816602881745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/7109967816602881745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/7109967816602881745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/07/sf.html' title='sf'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-1734507111026853310</id><published>2008-07-01T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T21:01:59.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mhf</title><content type='html'>woohoo. as expected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-1734507111026853310?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/1734507111026853310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=1734507111026853310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/1734507111026853310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/1734507111026853310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/07/mhf.html' title='mhf'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-1043758308185017210</id><published>2008-06-30T00:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T19:54:30.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>r</title><content type='html'>yupp, it's been decided that it's going to stop. nothing's going to come out of it when it's only me involved. it's been more than 5 months with no bleddy progress in sight, it's not worth it, it's not economical, so it's going to end. i didnt get 1 point for feeling on the school's personality test for nothing you know, it's time to put that to good use.&lt;p&gt;
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gintama! gintama has been responsible for the constant hysterical laughter bursting out from the study room every night for the past two days. &lt;p&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;なんだよ、うるせいな。。おい～うるせんだよ、そこのようかいに聞け。今何時だと思ってんだ？そしてオレの血圧はいくつだと思ってんだ。&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/5345557517559195929-1043758308185017210?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/1043758308185017210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=1043758308185017210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/1043758308185017210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/1043758308185017210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/06/r_30.html' title='r'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-4811621164281536967</id><published>2008-06-29T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T12:32:53.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>g</title><content type='html'>had a slight quarrel with my parents today, again on the isse of them being too protective and not allowing me to make my own mistakes. as usual, the argument was one way. them speaking and scolding and making the biting remarks while i keep quiet most of the time at the back of the car.&lt;p&gt;

you see, i have known long ago that they never do take my words seriously. i dont know, perhaps they always see me as this tiny little girl, the youngest in the family, who probably doesnt know a thing, as compared to her big, wonderful elder brothers. (oh i did try to tell them this before too, and of course i wasnt listened to again).&lt;p&gt;

i felt this very acutely, when i went to work at the end of last year. i didnt know a single effing thing, because whatever i got an A1 on my report card for apparently didnt help me much. i didnt know how to leave the cigarette tray outside for awhile and bring it in only when it wasnt smoking. (wth. i've never seen a cigarette up close) i was expected to know how to swipe a card as the cashier (when i cant differentiate between a cash card, credit card, atm card or whatever card) i can only stone and offer to call my boss for them if any of the angmoh customers in the shop asks for directions (because there are many many places in singapore i havent been before and would someone who gets lost all the time be able to give directions?)&lt;p&gt;

you can imagine how often i was scolded by my three bosses. anyway they had only me to scold, after all i was usually the only waitress cum cashier in that place.&lt;p&gt;

and to illustrate this, yesterday i was supposed to take bus 156 from school to ccab. i missed the stop by about 6 stops and ended up in RJC. then for some reason, i couldnt see the bus stop on the opposite side so i walked a bus stop down and crossed the road to take 156 back -- and got off at the wrong stop, which was right outside CJC. took 156 at that stop, again, and only got off at the right stop this time because karen and abi were there. and ccab was a place which i had been going to every saturday for 4 weeks already.&lt;p&gt;

on a cynical note, have a feeling that society was crush me next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-4811621164281536967?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/4811621164281536967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=4811621164281536967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4811621164281536967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4811621164281536967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/06/g_29.html' title='g'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-276289751312065317</id><published>2008-06-28T18:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T19:20:29.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>c</title><content type='html'>tired. played with MI junior team today, won 6:1. but the score should be about 3:1 because the goalkeeper disappeared for awhile. she was really good though haha.&lt;p&gt;

i want gintama, a hot meal, a bottle of hoegaarden white beer, my book, and my bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-276289751312065317?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/276289751312065317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=276289751312065317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/276289751312065317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/276289751312065317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/06/c.html' title='c'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-5468643284195749155</id><published>2008-06-26T19:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T19:27:32.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gt</title><content type='html'>okay, have watched junjou romantica episode 3,5,6 eight times each now. i might even watch them again tonight. and the night after. thank you liu and lichen! you guys are damn cute! XDDDD seriously enjoyed myself today. cant wait to see lichen in a dress in liu in her newly bought makeup haha. i'll watch gintama kayy! &lt;p&gt;

H2physics paper, our last paper, ended today. but i think my ordeal is far from over. (;_;) i dont know what senior jasmine at home here will do if she sees my big Es or Ss or (touch wood) Us on my report card, when she hasnt seen a failing mark for a long time. maybe she wont let me eat subway for a month. yepp, left the last 3 pages nice and clean and blank for both science papers. i think i'm cursed. i felt like i did those papers like someone who hasnt studied, and get all &lt;em&gt;ira ira&lt;/em&gt;, because i will look through the blank questions with maybe 3 minutes to spare and panic because they looked easy and i know how to do them but have no time to do them. am so unbelievably SLOW in the head. &lt;p&gt;

from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;純情ロマンチカ&lt;/span&gt;, excerpt from one of hiroki's soliloquys: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;もしオレがあの人の一番になれるなら、どんなに嬉しい事か～&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;

野分, i'm still in love with you haha.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-5468643284195749155?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/5468643284195749155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=5468643284195749155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/5468643284195749155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/5468643284195749155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/06/gt_26.html' title='gt'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-7322797416305823609</id><published>2008-06-25T14:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T20:05:54.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>d</title><content type='html'>i've gone mad. have watched junjou romantica ep3, ep5 and ep6 (all episodes with the nowaki x hiroki couple) a grand total of 7 times each. &lt;p&gt;

kusama nowaki! aah. i want to marry you. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;

tagged by enid!&lt;p&gt;

Pick your birth month.&lt;p&gt;
→ Strike out anything that doesn't apply to you.&lt;p&gt;
→ Bold the five-ten that best apply to you.&lt;p&gt;
→ Copy to your blog, lj, xanga, wordpress.&lt;p&gt;
→ Tag 5 people from your friends list.&lt;p&gt;

OCTOBER: &lt;strike&gt;Loves to chat.&lt;/strike&gt; Loves those who loves them.Loves to take things at the center. &lt;strike&gt;Inner and physical beauty.&lt;/strike&gt; (yeeyerrr.) Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. &lt;b&gt;Treats &lt;u&gt;friends&lt;/u&gt; importantly.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Always making friends. &lt;/strike&gt;Easily hurt &lt;strike&gt;but recovers easily&lt;/strike&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Daydreamer. Opinionated. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Does not care of what others think.&lt;/strike&gt; Emotional. &lt;b&gt;Decisive.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Strong clairvoyance.&lt;/strike&gt; (if i had strong clairvoyance i'll sense all the exam answers in advance.) &lt;b&gt;loves to travel,&lt;/b&gt; (to japan!), &lt;b&gt;the arts and literature.&lt;/b&gt; (Shakespeare!) &lt;b&gt;Touchy and easily jealous.&lt;/b&gt; (unfortunately). Concerned. &lt;b&gt;Loves outdoors.&lt;/b&gt; Just and fair. &lt;strike&gt;Spendthrift.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Easily influenced.&lt;/strike&gt; Easily loses confidence. Loves children.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;

JANUARY:
Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.&lt;p&gt;

FEBRUARY:
Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;p&gt;

MARCH:
Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.&lt;p&gt;

APRIL:
Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.&lt;p&gt;

MAY:
Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.&lt;p&gt;

JUNE:
Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.&lt;p&gt;

JULY:
Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.&lt;p&gt;

AUGUST:
Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.&lt;p&gt;

SEPTEMBER:
Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people's mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.&lt;p&gt;

OCTOBER:
Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.&lt;p&gt;

DECEMBER:
Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical.&lt;p&gt;


tagged: liu, daryl, dare, kincheng, adaila. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-7322797416305823609?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/7322797416305823609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=7322797416305823609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/7322797416305823609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/7322797416305823609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/06/ive-gone-mad.html' title='d'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-4220906564533953628</id><published>2008-06-24T14:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T19:09:01.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>g</title><content type='html'>puu~&lt;p&gt;

*air bubble*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-4220906564533953628?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/4220906564533953628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=4220906564533953628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4220906564533953628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4220906564533953628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/06/g.html' title='g'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-7996607364221419738</id><published>2008-06-23T18:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T18:31:53.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>f</title><content type='html'>sorry, but it's sullied. &lt;p&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;なんだ、結局男って皆同じだよね。こいつもどいつも。なんでまだびっくりするのか、オレにも～&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;

chem CT tomorrow, yay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-7996607364221419738?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/7996607364221419738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=7996607364221419738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/7996607364221419738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/7996607364221419738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/06/f_23.html' title='f'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-1506044656626506907</id><published>2008-06-20T01:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T03:34:54.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>d</title><content type='html'>last friends ep10 is out! horrified. cant believe he actually forced himself on my ruka! sousuke should just go and die. &gt;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-1506044656626506907?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/1506044656626506907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=1506044656626506907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/1506044656626506907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/1506044656626506907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/06/d.html' title='d'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-1896939948498559265</id><published>2008-06-18T18:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T19:00:27.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tf</title><content type='html'>i cant seem bring myself to love econs. i succeeded in psychoing myself to love history by happily making vulgar/satirical remarks about past world leaders and drawing caricatures of stalin and hitler in my history notes, but for econs i find myself making cynical and sarcastic remarks in my econs notes, because i see want for money and greed lurking behind each economic law.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;em&gt;how to maximise profits. how to increase total revenue. how to increase demand for my good. how to make my firm grow bigger and bigger so i can usurp other smaller firms. how to make my good more price inelastic. how to make as much money as possble. money money money````&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;

ignore me, i'm just taking out my sianness on a subject that i dont really like.&lt;p&gt;

this june has all been about floorball, floorball, floorball with little pockets of studying time in between. and the occasional slacking off to watch a few eps of &lt;em&gt;minamoto no yoshitsune&lt;/em&gt;. for rare occasions when i dont have floorball training on a particular day, it'll be draining my ipod's battery life while sitting at my desk for near 6 hours straight. then dinner. then another 4 hours straight. but it's not enough, i'm still behind schedule and scrambling in a frenzy to not be so behind schedule.&lt;p&gt;

i think i didnt stretch properly yesterday, so when i got up this morning i tumbled to the ground when i got off the bed. i think i rolled. really, it was pretty funny, because something went wrong with my thighs and knees and they just gave way beneath me. was laughing like some siaodingdong while still on the ground. i think the idea of not being able to complete revision for common test is driving me abit crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-1896939948498559265?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/1896939948498559265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=1896939948498559265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/1896939948498559265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/1896939948498559265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/06/tf.html' title='tf'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-8661326359288871074</id><published>2008-06-16T19:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T19:24:36.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gt</title><content type='html'>feeling accomplisheddddd. &lt;p&gt;

got my fingers slashed by many overzealous sticks and got laughed at for automatically saying excuse me and sorry before grabbing the ball from an opponent's stick. yini fell, hurt her knee. (NOO. no more seniors spraining stuff. nononononono) but we won both friendlys against TJC and springfield sec. so i guess it was all worth it, somewhat~ &lt;p&gt;

nearing the finishing of both my chem and phy notes. (just the finishing of notes, not the finishing of revision, very different one okayyy). am happy that progress is being made despite not very forgiving circumstances. still, failing my subjects look ominously possible, because i know my intellectual capability is quite limited. &lt;p&gt;

looking on the bright side, when God did not give me height nor looks nor brains, i'm sure He gave me something to make up for all these. still finding what. &lt;p&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;努力を勝る天才なし。&lt;p&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;よ～し行くぞ、ジャスミン。&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/5345557517559195929-8661326359288871074?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/8661326359288871074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=8661326359288871074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/8661326359288871074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/8661326359288871074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/06/gt.html' title='gt'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-7481289385173774271</id><published>2008-06-14T16:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T17:35:24.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>played for the junior floorball guys against the senior floorball guys. we, or they, lost 8:0. means i let it all 8 goals haha. am such a lousy pok haha. coach said their defence was bad, which probably explains why i have shots at me about once every 15secs. have a feeling that they must be saying that they lost because their goalkeeper was female, lousy and about half the size of the opponent's goalkeeper. was super miffed when the balls went in, am beginning to think that's true too. how did i let the shots in? i dont know. the ball just went into the loophole i couldnt guard. that's why i always felt goalkeeping was like 4D or toto, 50-50 chance. if you crouch and protect the lower part of the goal, the top is left open. if you raise your hands to your head and kneel upright, the top is covered but the bottom's open. in the normal goalkeeping stance, there's this annoying blind spot between the thighs and elbows. dont know where to protect, so i usually choose one and hope for the best.&lt;p&gt;

already coach and karen has told me never never to crouch haha. karen told me when i bend over, all they see is this tiny lump of something and the goal's as good as unguarded.&lt;p&gt;

i can never grow to normal goalkeeper height, so what can i improve on? switch sides faster? close up the gap between the legs more diligently? pushing out more than what i usually push out before a shot is taken?&lt;p&gt;

i dont know. let me go think somemore.&lt;p&gt;

fangyee played the floorball girls match with keming alumni today. lost 5:4, same score as the loss against MI, gosh i now believe 5 4 is a cursed number. we know that some seniors were not there and some of those who were there had just recovered from sprained ankles, but i could see that they were sad with the results and it makes me sad too. NONONO cannot be sad. must jiayou NJfloorball. gogo~&lt;p&gt;

common tests in a little more than a week. nationals in a little more than a week. have to start worrying about revision, but i cant think of anything cept floorball and nationals right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-7481289385173774271?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/7481289385173774271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=7481289385173774271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/7481289385173774271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/7481289385173774271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-4885567842828838328</id><published>2008-06-13T17:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T18:06:44.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ggg</title><content type='html'>chinen yuuri, child actor in &lt;em&gt;nanako to nanao&lt;/em&gt; and member of HSJ, yet another junior boyband that johnny's entertainment churned up last yr. i'm going to sound like a pedophile here, but he is adorable beyond description. watching him cry big tears with those eyes with thick lashes make me want to dissolve in tears as well. look at him hello hello hello *_* i wish he wouldnt grow up! rawr. if he does grow up he'll just blend in with all the other countless artistes in JE boybands, who happen to be all pretty boys and are starting to look the same. i think i'll just enjoy looking at his baby pictures such as these XDDD&lt;p&gt;

&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v481/amethystically/?action=view&amp;current=3fcadfa1f8ce359b461064de.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/amethystically/3fcadfa1f8ce359b461064de.jpg" border="0" width="350" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v481/amethystically/?action=view&amp;current=e866bc39505189bdec052b7e00ea2aa6_ra.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/amethystically/e866bc39505189bdec052b7e00ea2aa6_ra.jpg" border="0" width="350" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v481/amethystically/?action=view&amp;current=5ed4d2f6-0d6f-428b-a133-2de1a6cd5b4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/amethystically/5ed4d2f6-0d6f-428b-a133-2de1a6cd5b4.jpg" border="0" width="350" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

clip of &lt;em&gt;nanako to nanao, &lt;/em&gt;when he was probably about 10 yrs old: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=76nXwROQp9M"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-4885567842828838328?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/4885567842828838328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=4885567842828838328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4885567842828838328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4885567842828838328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/06/ggg.html' title='ggg'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-4574862286915387845</id><published>2008-06-12T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T21:25:51.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;あの時、君だけが輝いたのに &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;そろそろその光から目を逸らそうかなぁ。別を探そうかなぁ。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;いけないね。勉強しなくちゃ～&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;got my new stick yesterday, yeaaaa. thank you gor gor XDDD. i can now do slapshots without worrying about breaking your stick into half.

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-4574862286915387845?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/4574862286915387845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=4574862286915387845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4574862286915387845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4574862286915387845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/06/sss.html' title='sss'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-4915298671495172233</id><published>2008-06-11T23:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T23:55:24.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hfgy</title><content type='html'>even after splitting up and going to 3 different jcs, debbie and french didnt change one bit, and today i felt that we had gone back to the good old days in st nicks, 3 of us fooling about all the time, encouraging each other to study harder and staying out of the way of the bitches in school. so much has changed for me, and i fully realise how much i had missed having them around, good solid friends whom i have known for years and have almost 100% faith in, friends who have long ago accepted me for who i am and do not look down on my habits or the things i believe in.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v481/amethystically/?action=view&amp;current=Photo0123.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/amethystically/Photo0123.jpg" border="0" width="350" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;

&lt;em&gt;look at our smiles, all genuine. i feel like i havent smiled like that for a long time. stay happy and remember that jasmine loves you two :)))))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;

&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v481/amethystically/?action=view&amp;current=Photo0120.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/amethystically/Photo0120.jpg" border="0" width="350" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;

&lt;em&gt;something that made french laugh like some madwoman.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-4915298671495172233?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/4915298671495172233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=4915298671495172233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4915298671495172233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4915298671495172233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/06/hfgy.html' title='hfgy'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-5341603181580344558</id><published>2008-06-09T15:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T18:56:11.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yt</title><content type='html'>cant wait to put on a new black dress and meet up with debbie and french at clarke quay this week :).&lt;p&gt;

but my this week looks something like this;&lt;p&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;monday&lt;/strong&gt;: training today at ntu, 
&lt;strong&gt;tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;: training at acsi barker rd, &lt;em&gt;with new knee pads, yayyayyay shoo go away blisters&lt;/em&gt; 
&lt;strong&gt;wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;: friendly with ijc, 
&lt;strong&gt;thursday&lt;/strong&gt;: training at acsi barker, not mandatory for provi team, but of course we'll still go, 
&lt;strong&gt;friday&lt;/strong&gt;: PT in school, 
&lt;strong&gt;saturday&lt;/strong&gt;: goalkeeping for the guy team for the floorball league, which i am still deciding whether to be cool and go or to be petty and not go because i got badly slighted by one of them today.&lt;p&gt;

like whoa, i can eat and breathe floorball now. as for CT revision and studies, i'm disgustingly off schedule and have achieved (i quote) a state of zen. meaning dont know dont care dont think abt it so that i wont cry so much when i get my 4 U grades for my 4 majors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-5341603181580344558?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/5341603181580344558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=5341603181580344558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/5341603181580344558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/5341603181580344558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/06/yt.html' title='yt'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-4368171290447366358</id><published>2008-06-06T22:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T22:58:31.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>h</title><content type='html'>chest now a mottled purple-blue with ball shaped contusion marks. skin taken off my knuckles and fingers when razed by sticks while reaching for the ball. bruises down my legs. tiny bubbles of red skin all over my kneecaps, which i am staring at now in fascination, because i've never seen so many blisters on one part of me before. am walking like some ostrich with its legs tied together, because knees are so stiff. fang ye probably isnt faring better, though she doesnt complain. and i dont really understand why after half a year, we still dont have proper padding and gear. &lt;p&gt;

&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/amethystically/Photo0114.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;
seriously, i think it's cool. the chest ones are cooler, just that i cant possibly take a picture.&lt;p&gt;

all these better not be for nothing. &lt;p&gt;

nationals is soon, more friendly matches tomorrow. and once you come into my orange box i'm going to wrestle with you for the ball and if you dare try to shield me i'm not going to be too shy to touch you like the beginning of the year, i'll grab both sides of your ass, squeeze, and shove you away. &lt;p&gt;

haha. it sure is nice to think like that, but i'm actually still working on it. *sheepish*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-4368171290447366358?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/4368171290447366358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=4368171290447366358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4368171290447366358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4368171290447366358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/06/h.html' title='h'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-2676034885501069485</id><published>2008-06-04T12:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T12:58:07.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last friends ep8</title><content type='html'>last friends ep8 is out! *war dances**throws floorball around*&lt;p&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;大丈夫になってもらわないと困るんだよ。-&lt;/span&gt; ruka&lt;p&gt;

if ruka dies during the operation i'll go assasinate the producer of the drama.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;留可！行くな留可。手紙は読んだ。気持ちは分かった。なんで俺に答えられないってかも.. でも、それでも俺は.. 俺は.. 俺は留可が好きだ！人間としてか、女としてか、どっちからって聞くなよ。俺にだって、よく分からないだがら、でも俺は、留可を支えたい！留可がどんな風に変わって来たとしても、それを側で見続けたいんだよ！留可を見失いたくないんだよ！-&lt;/span&gt; takeru&lt;p&gt;

and takeru is really darn sweet, although the scene didnt quite move me to tears, nice try but no not yet. like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;留可がどんな風に変わって来たとしても&lt;/span&gt;.. whether guy or girl or &lt;em&gt;bakemono &lt;/em&gt;whatever, he still will watch over her by her side and not want to lose sight of her?? lol. i think only God can do that.&lt;p&gt;

movie with florence and sher later. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;楽しみだわ ^o^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-2676034885501069485?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/2676034885501069485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=2676034885501069485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/2676034885501069485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/2676034885501069485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-friends-ep8.html' title='last friends ep8'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-8073971008636416405</id><published>2008-06-03T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T21:15:08.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>f</title><content type='html'>am less angry. dont feel like ranting anymore. &lt;p&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;あなたのお蔭で&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;p&gt;

i see the forward with the ball, i see the ball in front of me, i let the ball whizz past my head all 3 times without catching it, that's all. nothing else left to say.&lt;p&gt;

saw the fb jersey today. it's super nice. despite all my self psychoing, still a little sad that i cant wear my number 69 at the back as a stick player, because all goalkeepers have to be number 1. never mind next year next year. just abit more than one month more before i can go to sleep with the grip of my stick in my hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-8073971008636416405?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/8073971008636416405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=8073971008636416405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/8073971008636416405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/8073971008636416405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/06/f.html' title='f'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-5978571869489683480</id><published>2008-06-02T16:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T16:54:20.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>r</title><content type='html'>to that someone out there: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;メール、ありがとう。今日、緊張していた時、落ち込んでいた時、どんなに救われたか、あなたは想像も付けないだろうけどね。 &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
i shall talk about how i messed up in today's friendly against vjc tomorrow, and not mull over it today. &lt;p&gt;

come to think about it, i messed up chem SPA big time too. &lt;p&gt;

i've been messing up alot of things. &lt;p&gt;

breathe jasmine, breathe. take a run.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-5978571869489683480?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/5978571869489683480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=5978571869489683480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/5978571869489683480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/5978571869489683480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/06/r.html' title='r'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-6819320082007995889</id><published>2008-05-31T23:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T23:51:08.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aristal and jubilate</title><content type='html'>went for aristal 2008 last night, and jubilate V today. &lt;p&gt;

nj dancers + enid cheng hsien and daryl, you guys were super cool. snchoir, thank you for singing 'kimi wo nosete' from laputa castle in the sky. and fellow aristal08 concert watchers like kinkin junfeng and gabriel, you guys made my day. XD &lt;p&gt;

yayy. zzzz~ &lt;p&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;あんなに優しくされた覚えはない。でも相手は君じゃなくて、他の男だった。なんで君じゃなかったのかと思うと、あの人に申し訳ないと考えてしまう。&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/5345557517559195929-6819320082007995889?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/6819320082007995889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=6819320082007995889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/6819320082007995889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/6819320082007995889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/05/aristal-and-jubilate.html' title='aristal and jubilate'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-2424018562357083973</id><published>2008-05-30T14:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T23:41:27.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>h</title><content type='html'>look at ueno juri as kishimoto ruka o.o&lt;p&gt;

&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v481/amethystically/?action=view&amp;current=nz3dav.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/amethystically/uenojuri.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;

i cant believe she played nodame in nodame cantabile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-2424018562357083973?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/2424018562357083973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=2424018562357083973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/2424018562357083973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/2424018562357083973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/05/h.html' title='h'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-1445414262358150458</id><published>2008-05-29T19:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T21:16:30.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>j</title><content type='html'>watched the first 7 episodes of the ongoing drama 'last friends'. never thought i'll say something like this, but when ueno juri's character ruka dropped her crutches, jumped in front of michiru and went &lt;em&gt;'watashi no michiru ni sawaru na!&lt;/em&gt;' with such fierce passion, i swear i went all &lt;em&gt;doki doki doki doki&lt;/em&gt; and melted into the chair. this is unheard of, for someone who had a long standing prejudice towards yuri-ish shows.&lt;p&gt;

she's so so cool. SO cool. aaargh. must have been really nice having someone like that to protect you. i do want to be like her, maybe not her sexual preference, but her quiet strength, her assertiveness, her perseverence, her independence, her decisiveness, her loyalty.. not like michiru. i cant believe why she cant seem to seperate herself from her abusive/ultra overprotective boyfriend when all he does is to barr her from seeing her friends, shut her up at home and beat her up all day. *_* i like to think that most women are stronger than that. and nishikido ryo's sousuke scares the crap out of me. esp when his mouth goes into a straight line and his fringe hangs so low you cant see his eyes. i take back what i said after watching &lt;em&gt;ichi littoru no namida&lt;/em&gt;, that he cant act. he can do super mean characters, i realised.&lt;p&gt;

aa~ rukaaaa.&lt;p&gt;

okay i'm sorry, the show's not all about her. ._. last friends deals with very real issues like domestic abuse and homosexuality. it's disturbing because you can believe that many scenes in the drama can actually translate into real life.&lt;p&gt;

go watch it &lt;a href="http://www.mysoju.com/last-friends/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; okay o.o. really, you wont regret it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-1445414262358150458?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/1445414262358150458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=1445414262358150458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/1445414262358150458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/1445414262358150458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/05/j.html' title='j'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-3954465667389961322</id><published>2008-05-28T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T17:00:41.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s</title><content type='html'>ran about the sun for the whole of yesterday. did some rounds, did stickwork, did goalkeeping, and then did more stickwork at the finnish floorball clinic. got myself dead tired and creaky knees from kneeling too long. got another tan = made me look more disgusting than my usual disgustingness (have said a complete bye bye to fair skin) and worried about a comment he made some time before. fell asleep at 7pm, woke up for dinner, promptly fell asleep till the next morning.&lt;p&gt;

shagged. but happy ;))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-3954465667389961322?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/3954465667389961322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=3954465667389961322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/3954465667389961322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/3954465667389961322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/05/s_28.html' title='s'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-7347978181427036912</id><published>2008-05-26T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T19:49:06.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>g</title><content type='html'>BLdrama 'Unison'(koyasu takehito x hirakawa daisuke)'s plot is bland, the uke was &lt;em&gt;hetakuso&lt;/em&gt; but koyasu takehito's voice was as sexy as ever, and &lt;em&gt;kiryuu&lt;/em&gt; is a cool name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-7347978181427036912?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/7347978181427036912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=7347978181427036912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/7347978181427036912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/7347978181427036912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/05/g_26.html' title='g'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-9195595502567974295</id><published>2008-05-25T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T19:01:18.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally i find a video of a female airhooking, like 1 out of the 100 over airhooking videos. dont know if it's that female floorball players dont bother to pick up this skill, or just that men are egoistic enough to film themselves ._.&lt;p&gt;

&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uhPdjZycQm0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uhPdjZycQm0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;

and goalkeepers can do it too kayyyy :))))&lt;p&gt;

&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Eha9HobiOxU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Eha9HobiOxU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;

laughed my head off haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-9195595502567974295?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/9195595502567974295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=9195595502567974295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/9195595502567974295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/9195595502567974295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally-i-find-video-of-female.html' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-6368458699542561111</id><published>2008-05-24T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T22:00:24.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gj</title><content type='html'>all 4 st nicholas girls got into the provisional team for floorball! &lt;p&gt;

yayness. finally i see some st nicks burning spirit leaking into the rather bleak/grey nj spirit. &lt;p&gt;

to those who wanted to get into the team and got in, congratss XD to those who wanted to get in but didnt, do continue to train hard for next year! &lt;p&gt;

i got in as a goalkeeper. i knew that beforehand, even so, i'm not that jubilant? it's not what i was hoping for. i want to feel a rubber grip in my hands, i want to use my strength to whack balls, snatch balls, score goals and knock people around on court. i dont want to kneel passively in front of the goal while seeing my teammates being pushed around, as someone who is used as a last resort when the forwards and defenders fail :(  but if coach says so, then i'll do so, because it's not table tennis when you go to the battlefield all alone with your teammates behind you but not with you. it's floorball, a team sport. i'm sure i'm a part of a big picture i cant see now, so i'll just do my goalkeeping as diligently as i can, till i see something :P. &lt;p&gt;

few weeks more to nationals. train hard, njfb XD ~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-6368458699542561111?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/6368458699542561111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=6368458699542561111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/6368458699542561111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/6368458699542561111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/05/gj.html' title='gj'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-7989433360726343549</id><published>2008-05-23T18:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T19:01:41.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>r</title><content type='html'>yayy holidays are here. XD finally have time to study. and to face the repercussions of slacking away during the first 2 terms of this school year. &lt;p&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;君の世界には入れない。遠くから見る事しかできなくて、自分が惨めになっていく気がする。&lt;/span&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/5345557517559195929-7989433360726343549?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/7989433360726343549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=7989433360726343549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/7989433360726343549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/7989433360726343549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/05/r_23.html' title='r'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-2727270300220001227</id><published>2008-05-22T20:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T20:01:42.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>v</title><content type='html'>gpVA starts now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-2727270300220001227?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/2727270300220001227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=2727270300220001227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/2727270300220001227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/2727270300220001227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/05/v.html' title='v'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-8258540143739560845</id><published>2008-05-20T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T19:45:42.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s</title><content type='html'>i've long accepted this as their natural tendency, as the guys in the sji and cat high pingpong teams have been doing this to me for 4 years, so i wasnt as annoyed as i usually would have been. besides, they were still quite nice and had the sense to not say anything in our face, although their expressions and the way they played can be read as something on the lines of 'dont waste our time la, you lousy players'. i shouldnt be complaining, because they are right. we are still lousy. and it's uncool for them to go all out against a groups of girls who obviously cant face up to them when they do. &lt;p&gt;

but i admit we two still feel a little dissed. a little. &lt;p&gt;

i sure miss pingpong. when it's table tennis, i still have a fair chance to win. if not, i can at least wipe off the grin on their faces halfway through the match. or maybe cause them to twist their faces and swear at me. but in floorball i feel so damn helpless, because the ball doesnt go where i want it to go and we're trying so hard while they stand and look on with a kind of amusement. it's abit discouraging that the daily morning exercises dont seem to be helping us to achieve an equal footing with them. we dont have an enthusiastic secondary school teacher or a passionate alumni to help us, but we're trying with what we have, we really are. one day we'll become good too, even if we're slower by a few years. go njfb ^^ &lt;p&gt;

i want to run more, i want more stamina, i want to be a better stick player, i want to be a better goalkeeper. lucky asses with dicks, they dont need to worry about people not wanting to marry them if they put on too much muscle or get too tanned (._.) sorry that was abit random. that idea just upset me a little when he said so that day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-8258540143739560845?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/8258540143739560845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=8258540143739560845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/8258540143739560845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/8258540143739560845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/05/s_20.html' title='s'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-1853536283622665723</id><published>2008-05-19T21:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:04:21.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>w</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;オレを見てよ。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-1853536283622665723?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/1853536283622665723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=1853536283622665723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/1853536283622665723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/1853536283622665723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/05/w.html' title='w'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-6689787671497103772</id><published>2008-05-17T18:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T19:04:59.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stopped jap lessons</title><content type='html'>stoned long and hard when i walked out of orchard delphi today after my last lesson in bunka for a long long time. was dropping my file and banging into people all the way to the mrt. &lt;p&gt;

cant believe i'm actually stalling jap lessons. in 4 over years, i've only missed about 3 lessons and have looked forward to each lesson with a kind of crazy excitement. now i simply decided to stop after this term, without graduating from advanced, without saying a proper goodbye to mizusaki sensei, my wonderful jap teacher of 2 over years. &lt;p&gt;

i will go crazy due to withrawal symptoms soon, i swear. the japanese language was like my first boyfriend, something i willingly gave time and energy to on the expense of studying time, even during o levels, even if it didnt give anything back in return, no encouragement no nothing (what an apt simile. doesnt this sound exactly like a boyfriend?._.) and i remember reading the textbooks from cover to cover and memorising everything in it. all the examples for each grammar. even the conversations. and the kanji characters in the names in the conversations. &lt;p&gt;

and now, in lieu of my failing quiz grades and the dawning realisation that i'm neither good in math nor chem nor physics nor econs nor english, and that it will take some miracle akin to moses splitting the red sea for me to get a single A for common test, and that i'm a useless, uninspiring PW leader, i stopped so that i could at least have friday nights and saturday mornings open. &lt;p&gt;

i feel like i'm punishing myself. i think it's working. i feel absolutely dreadful now. perhaps with one love of my life gone i would actually gain back the momentum i lost. &lt;p&gt;

really, i just read through this and i probably sound like some asshole/lunatic/idiot, but that's how big and horrifying the impact is~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-6689787671497103772?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/6689787671497103772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=6689787671497103772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/6689787671497103772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/6689787671497103772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/05/stopped-jap-lessons.html' title='stopped jap lessons'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-214374904378757622</id><published>2008-05-13T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T20:58:10.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Do you wish to get married?&lt;p&gt;

yea definitely, though i doubt it'll be the happiest moment of my life.&lt;p&gt;

2. What do you want the most now?&lt;p&gt;

good grades. and a degree with honours. so i can see the big smile on my parents' faces XD.&lt;p&gt;

3. Who is the person you trust most?&lt;p&gt;

my mom.&lt;p&gt;

4. Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;p&gt;

in studies/sports, yes, but this confidence have been eroding lately. in my faith, no. in my looks, of course not.&lt;p&gt;

5. If you can have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;p&gt;

i wanna go japan. tour the entire country XDXDXDXD&lt;p&gt;

6. Are you satisfied with yourself?&lt;p&gt;

no no no no no you must be kidding me.(this seems to echo someone's answer LOL XD.&lt;p&gt;

7. What are you afraid to lose now?&lt;p&gt;

friends, family, brain cells, self esteem.&lt;p&gt;

8. What do you think of death?&lt;p&gt;

the idea seems okay, as long it's still a good 70 years later and as long i know i'll be with the Father haha.&lt;p&gt;

9. What will you do if your HE/SHE hugged you?&lt;p&gt;

NO SUCH THING. i'll be hugging him first haha. and he'll faint due to aphyxiation.&lt;p&gt;

10. What do you want to do right now?&lt;p&gt;

i want to finish this questionaire and go do oscillations tutorial.&lt;p&gt;

11. What kind of people do you hate?&lt;p&gt;

never came across someone i hated, so i dont know. maybe i'll end up hating a boyfriend that cheats on me.&lt;p&gt;

12. What feeling do you hate the most?&lt;p&gt;

feeling useless and obsolete.&lt;p&gt;

13. Do you trust every friendship of yours?&lt;p&gt;

curt no.&lt;p&gt;

14. Do you treasure your family?&lt;p&gt;

hell yea.&lt;p&gt;

15. What is the most important thing in your life?&lt;p&gt;

making my friends, family, and myself happy. and japanese haha.&lt;p&gt;

decided not to finish it. my homework's calling out to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-214374904378757622?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/214374904378757622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=214374904378757622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/214374904378757622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/214374904378757622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/05/1.html' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-5614180729782745106</id><published>2008-05-12T18:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T18:46:19.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>e</title><content type='html'>in love with halter tops. but still refuse to wear one and walk out of the house with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-5614180729782745106?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/5614180729782745106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=5614180729782745106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/5614180729782745106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/5614180729782745106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/05/e_12.html' title='e'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-5841651463960369384</id><published>2008-05-11T12:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T12:49:31.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>g</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;君は心が疲れ切って泣きたいのに、泣けないのね。慰めてあげたいけど、君はオレじゃなくて、他の人に縋って行くと思うと、いら付いてしまう。泣きたくなってしまう。いつ君にこんな事が言えるのかなあ...&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;やっぱり、春は頭がおかしくなる季節だね。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-5841651463960369384?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/5841651463960369384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=5841651463960369384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/5841651463960369384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/5841651463960369384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/05/g.html' title='g'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-59521858215902010</id><published>2008-05-10T19:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T19:04:31.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>r</title><content type='html'>bunka's is not providing jlpt 1 courses this year, die die die. though i have always been self studying for jlpt without going for preparatory courses, from jlpt 3 to 2, my grades slipped from 387 to 348. damned worried that it might just slip below the passing mark for the jlpt 1 o.o &lt;p&gt;

japanese ah japanese. my first love XDXDXD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-59521858215902010?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/59521858215902010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=59521858215902010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/59521858215902010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/59521858215902010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/05/r.html' title='r'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-2725896035361358728</id><published>2008-05-05T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T21:57:08.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dd</title><content type='html'>class bbq at debbra's house was super good. there was low opportunity cost involved; in exchange for one day to finish tutorials, i played pool for the first time, learnt how to play mahjong and had the chance to down two cans of heineken. YEA. daryl was abit high after a can haha. hope he's okay :/ but at least i found a drinking partner XD&lt;p&gt;

school tml. am not looking forward to the mock SPA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-2725896035361358728?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/2725896035361358728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=2725896035361358728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/2725896035361358728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/2725896035361358728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/05/dd.html' title='dd'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-7290543342722797896</id><published>2008-05-04T11:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T11:53:40.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s</title><content type='html'>friendly against IJC yesterday, at this tiny floorball court at valhal. regardless of what my brother says, i think i played like pure undiluted shit... couldnt even see the half line so i kept throwing over the half line, and the 2 goals i let in went in right through the loophole in the post i was covering. &lt;p&gt;

okay, we still won 6:3, but i seriously make one shitty keeper. haha. i kind of shudder when i think about how i'll be playing for the team in nationals, and how i'll be their misfortune.. :/ if we did not have wonderful defenders to save my ass or wonderful forwards to cover my mistakes, really, i cant imagine what will happen. &lt;p&gt;

i'm starting to think it's not because i dont have contact lens or spectacles on. maybe it's just because i'm slow and retarded haha. cant wait for after nationals, when i can concentrate on stickwork and maybe not be so useless to the team. &lt;p&gt;

love the njfloorball people. *hearts*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-7290543342722797896?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/7290543342722797896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=7290543342722797896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/7290543342722797896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/7290543342722797896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/05/s.html' title='s'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-7011112098182763738</id><published>2008-05-01T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T22:06:55.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>f</title><content type='html'>i feel for yuuto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-7011112098182763738?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/7011112098182763738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=7011112098182763738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/7011112098182763738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/7011112098182763738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/05/f.html' title='f'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-3308746022590823049</id><published>2008-04-29T18:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T12:53:00.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;and your face lighted up, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;でもね、その笑顔は僕なんかに向かっていなかった。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ああ　僕はこれから何をしよう&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;こんな僕じゃ　君に好かれるわけがないのさ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;there's been some commotion recently due to some scandal haha. quite clueless about what's happening, cos have been sleeping most of the time. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;本当の理由は、同じ目に遭わせてくれた人が関係しているんだ。だから僕はなにもしてあげるつもりがないぜ。&lt;/span&gt; dont know why, have been quite tired. and there's physical trng tml, wth. i'll be sleeping through lectures again blea. never mind, just a while more, it'll be floorball nationals. yeaa go NJFLOORBALL GOGOGO haha.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-3308746022590823049?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/3308746022590823049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=3308746022590823049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/3308746022590823049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/3308746022590823049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='a'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-7868035904464186545</id><published>2008-04-28T16:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T17:04:20.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunburnt.</title><content type='html'>got sunburnt playing floorball in the semi D from 12.30 to 3 plus and still obliged karen to run a few rounds after that. all right beneath the scorching sun haha. weather's slightly crazy nowadays. i'm not too sane either, i know. &lt;p&gt;

came back with significantly darker skin and (i quote someone) 'ugly tan lines'. which provokes an acute sense of loss for my originally almost white skin, one of the very very few things which i was proud of. &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt;, proud of. i dont need you to tell me straight in the face, but yes i know no matter what i do, a round face and a lack of height can never go with tanned skin, yes yes yes. can only comfort myself by thinking that i'll rather be hideous than to be a weak and lousy player. or an ultra slow runner. yea :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-7868035904464186545?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/7868035904464186545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=7868035904464186545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/7868035904464186545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/7868035904464186545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/04/sunburnt.html' title='sunburnt.'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-5367814590529921444</id><published>2008-04-27T11:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:24:34.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deadlock</title><content type='html'>a few hours later.. &lt;p&gt;

deadlock 2: deadheat (yasumoto hiroki x nakamura yuuichi) is like a dream. seriously it's so niceee that i have no words for it. just thinking that i will have to wait another half a year for the final instalment of this series saddens me. have to admit that tears welled up in my eyes during the scene when -spoiler:- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dick almost succeeded in forcing yuuto to leave him by saying terrible, terrible things and treating him so heartlessly even when yuuto had sincerely wished to see him again, and was even willing to resign from FBI so he could be with him. and also the next morning, when he told yuuto that once he left the room they would return to becoming enemies. imagine yuuto's anguish.. omgosh omgosh omgosh.&lt;/span&gt; *_* will write a very very detailed review complete with quotes once i catch up on my tutorials haha. but i still have the last track left, and i think after that i'll have no mood to do work blea. &lt;p&gt;

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HOOO MY GOODNESS DEADLOCK 2 DEADHEAT IS OUT ON THE FORUMS yayyyyy!!! *war dances* XD. i'm so dead, that means i cant finish graphical techniques by today. 67% now, omgosh cant wait- &lt;p&gt;

feel my joy haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-5367814590529921444?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/5367814590529921444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=5367814590529921444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/5367814590529921444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/5367814590529921444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/04/deadlock.html' title='deadlock'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-8154309589985599714</id><published>2008-04-25T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:42:11.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hy</title><content type='html'>tutorials, common test revision, olympiad topics revision, assessment and ten year series, floorball, japanese and jlpt 1 revision. and to add on to these, BLdrama, japanese novels, manga, the occasional anime or OVA. i used to be able to fit everything seamlessly into my schedule, but this ability of mine seem to have dissipated, along with a good part of my self confidence :/ i dont know why i'm slowly losing the self motivation that could hold all my activities together effectively, though i'm still trying hard haha. should be trying harder sheesh -.-&lt;p&gt;

deadlock 2: deadheat! you should have already been released in japan. now for you to travel under the seas through telecomm cables towards me haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-8154309589985599714?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/8154309589985599714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=8154309589985599714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/8154309589985599714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/8154309589985599714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/04/hy.html' title='hy'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-5957270869448458636</id><published>2008-04-23T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:45:17.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>r</title><content type='html'>there was a time when i thought my eldest brother was near perfect, infallible. i dont know what he's doing by letting such a wonderful girl leave him in bitter tears after maintaining the relationship for so long, because he cant compromise his own interests and passions, but i guess he has his reasons and i'll support him in whatever he does.&lt;p&gt;

dear God, let both of them be happy. and give me more reasons to believe you when you say in your word that love is the most beautiful thing of all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-5957270869448458636?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/5957270869448458636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=5957270869448458636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/5957270869448458636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/5957270869448458636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/04/r.html' title='r'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-2386873719187542317</id><published>2008-04-20T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:16:48.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>w</title><content type='html'>i miss french and debbie, miss your constant support and your amazing ability to know what i'm thinking at times i grow quiet and moody, miss the times when i was fully understood and accepted. &lt;em&gt;miss the times i never knew scorn because of my beliefs&lt;/em&gt;. hope you guys are happy in AJC and CJC respectively. ^^ &lt;p&gt;

cant wait to go to church next week, since i've missed out on this week's session and jap class due to flu. again. o.o wonder why i'm falling sick relatively often this year. must have the health of my heart not being too good haha. yeeesh, i sound cheesy :/, but somehow i really think that it's so. jasmine huang, xuanting, janice and daryl, thank you for saying you'll pray for me to get better XD &lt;p&gt;

the batch of BLdrama released this month is quite good, judging by the first 2 i've heard. yayys. now only for deadlock 2 to be released, when i will throw away all my work to be the first to listen to it haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-2386873719187542317?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/2386873719187542317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=2386873719187542317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/2386873719187542317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/2386873719187542317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/04/w.html' title='w'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-1785640682220209396</id><published>2008-04-19T17:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T19:15:18.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sd</title><content type='html'>okay okay no more japanese for a little while :) &lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Manga: Hoshi no Yakata by Tori Maia&lt;/u&gt;

dled the entire set of tori maia's manga series 'hoshi no yakata', because am doubly sure that this will never never ever ever make it past the board of censors in singapore. (they most probably binned it after looking at the cover). seriously, i wonder what kind of mind tori maia sensei has to have to come up with such a *winces* heavily bdsm themed manga like this. but half a chapter later, i was hooked haha. never mind the fact that the art wasnt fantastic, or the H horribly explicit, or the use of spastic names (imagine males having names like sumiya, natsumi, kaoru, nanasaka, pffff XD) didnt explect the story to flow quite well, or the characters to be so twisted that they were interesting XDXD. though was abit disturbed that the extreme sm play H didnt really affect me ._. &lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;BLdrama: Shiro no Kanata e (nakamura yuuichi x midorikawa hikaru)&lt;/u&gt;

asahi loses his mountain climber koibito in an avalanche, even after an extensive search, his body was never found. but asahi refused to cry at his funeral because in his heart, his koibito isnt dead. after some time, asahi goes to the alps where his koibito had gone missing, without any knowledge of climbing mountains, just to see the wonderful view his koibito had always wanted him to see, also with thought of throwing himself down the mountains that claimed his koibito o.o. he ended up working there, because he still harboured the hope that his koibito will one day just appear in front of him. after 7 years, he was just getting used to a peaceful life in the mountains, when someone who looked exactly like his previous koibito suddenly showed up on his doorstep.. &lt;p&gt;

now on to PI~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-1785640682220209396?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/1785640682220209396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=1785640682220209396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/1785640682220209396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/1785640682220209396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/04/sd.html' title='sd'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-4864074571264158407</id><published>2008-04-18T20:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T20:46:44.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>e</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;合図をくれ。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-4864074571264158407?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/4864074571264158407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=4864074571264158407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4864074571264158407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4864074571264158407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/04/e.html' title='e'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-4762157090184332431</id><published>2008-04-13T19:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T17:00:37.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s</title><content type='html'>why did i turn back to have a second look at you leaning on that pillar that day? that was my mistake, because &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;お前はオレなんかに見ていないから。今までずっと、これからもね。オレの勝手な思い込みだね、始めから。なのにどうしてもきらいにはなれないので、自分を憎むしかない。なんでだろうね。優しくない吝嗇なお前を、なんできらいになれないんだろう。 &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

dear God, hear my cry. and keep my parents safe and happy both in beijing and during the flight home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-4762157090184332431?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/4762157090184332431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=4762157090184332431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4762157090184332431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4762157090184332431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/04/s.html' title='s'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-4288304096642268999</id><published>2008-04-12T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T00:12:12.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>g</title><content type='html'>suddenly realised that deadheat 02 will be released in about 2 weeks time. thinking of that makes me all &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ドキドキ&lt;/span&gt; XDXDXD. plus there's a substantial number of koyasu takehito seme bldramas that will be released soon in april, making me duper happy ^^. koyasu sama, i've missed your voice haha. heard him recently as ritsu sensei, when i rewatched the entire loveless anime series on my ipod during the long bus journeys to and from school. agatsuma soubi, voiced by konishi katsuyuki is *hearts*:)))))) he deserves a proper uke (or seme, for that matter), instead of some brat like ritsuka.&lt;p&gt;

until then, homework has been piling up :/ that's right, i have more important things to do, so screw chem va, cos i think i've worried too much about it.&lt;p&gt;

went to the optician today, tried to wear contact lenses again after fauling miserably the first time. this time i succeeded in pushing those damn things onto my eyeballs *shudder*. then i encountered a bigger problem, i couldnt take them out. spent a frustrating hour stoning in front of the mirror in the store and sliding my fingertips over my eyeballs in vain *shudder shudder* almost in hysterics, until the optician got impatient. so she grabbed the top of my head and plucked them out for me haha. walao i'm lousy beyond description. :/ walked out of there feeling like i've just woken up from a nightmare o.o. without contacts, i cant play goalie for njfloorball, but i'm not too enthusiastic about putting myself through something like that again in the near future haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-4288304096642268999?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/4288304096642268999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=4288304096642268999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4288304096642268999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4288304096642268999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/04/g.html' title='g'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-5831281258520913417</id><published>2008-04-02T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T17:37:10.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>liu's right, you're exactly like kaze no stigma's protagonist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-5831281258520913417?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/5831281258520913417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=5831281258520913417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/5831281258520913417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/5831281258520913417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/04/lius-right-youre-exactly-like-kaze-no.html' title=''/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-4579567393037899027</id><published>2008-03-28T17:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T17:42:44.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>d</title><content type='html'>this is going to be the last entry for quite some time. the chem bonding taught in orion yesterday is driving me nuts. being the only stupid one among an entire group of ultra kilo mega giga tera smart people in orion and in class is also driving me nuts.&lt;p&gt;

there has been a rash of nakamura yuuichi and yasumoto hiroki BLdrama newly released this month; kotoba nante iranai (kaji yuuki, nakamura yuuichi), seven days (fukuyama jun, nakamura yuuichi), toukasei renai souchi (yasumoto hiroki x suzuki tatsuhisa). uwa.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;楽しみだわ&lt;/span&gt;~ XDXDXD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-4579567393037899027?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/4579567393037899027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=4579567393037899027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4579567393037899027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4579567393037899027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/03/d.html' title='d'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-4578507102668172457</id><published>2008-03-23T19:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T19:59:06.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>w</title><content type='html'>relistened to suki koso boku no zettai 01 and kimi koso boku no zettai 02. &lt;p&gt;

besides the BLdrama 'koushounin wa damaranai' (koyasu takehito x hirakawa daisuke), dont think i'll find anything better with hirakawa daisuke as one of the main cast. apparently this was his first seme role o.o. maybe he should just stick to wimpy seme, because his uke cant really make it. really, this is the only BLdrama i liked in which the uke was actually much much more manly than the seme haha. both of them are so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ばか正直&lt;/span&gt; and so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;真っ直ぐ&lt;/span&gt; that it's hard not to fall in love with both characters. almost laughed out loud in the mrt during the scene in which takagi (hatano wataru) explodes into kansai ben when he got angry with suwauchi (hirakawa). &lt;p&gt;

ahh. deadlock 02, wild adapter 06, i want you. &lt;p&gt;

enrichment week has been quite enjoyable, actually. the values across religions tour was interesting, we got to visit a jewish synagogue, mosque, an anglican church and a buddhist temple. all for free XD. the things that the jews believe in made me raise eyebrows not a few times. no wonder people are always satirising them (think merchant of venice and borat). &lt;p&gt;

looking forward to tomorrow's art mueseum visit. and after tomorrow, no going out for lunch and dinner anymore, i still have to start studying seriously cos i have been lazing about the whole of the first term :/. no caving in to peer pressure, because i know very well i'm slow at getting things, so i need to mug as much as i can. i dont want to cry after getting back my a level results. &lt;p&gt;

school has never been this enjoyable, though. all thanks to you all :DD love you guys. &lt;p&gt;

&lt;em&gt;i wait, but there's nothing to wait for. nothing will ever happen, and 2 years is a long time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-4578507102668172457?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/4578507102668172457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=4578507102668172457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4578507102668172457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4578507102668172457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/03/w.html' title='w'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-727376968875899143</id><published>2008-03-13T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T22:37:09.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ddealock</title><content type='html'>WOWWWWEEEE!!!^o^ &lt;p&gt;

Deadlock 02: Deadheat BLdrama will be released on 23th april!!! yay yay yay yay XDXD. i can almost hear nakamaru yuuichi as yuuto trying to hold back tears in vain after seeing dick (yasumoto hiroki), albeit in disguise, after such a long time. can almost hear yasumoto hiroki's low low throaty baritone as he thumbs yuuto's tears away kyaaaaaa &gt;w&lt;. (yes yes, i couldnt wait so i took a peek at the novel.) understandable, after the terrible way they parted at the end of the Deadlock 01 drama. rarara. still have to wait more than a month to hear it. cant wait XD&lt;p&gt;

ok BLdrama talk XD;;;; &lt;p&gt;

&lt;u&gt;Takumi Kun Series 05 - Soshite Harukaze ni Sasayaite

inoue kazuhiko x toriumi katsumi &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;

got this despite the unknown uke. there is probably alot of hoohaa over this particular volume of gotou shinobu's manga, since it's made into a movie. the trailer for takumi kun: the movie looks very very cheesy, typical BLfangirlservice nonsense, so i was quite relieved to find the BLdrama a little bit better. though it uses to same recycled genre we see quite often in BL; setting: some elite boys high school tucked away in the mountains. the school is full of filthy rich bishounens, and a large portion of the student population happens to be yaoi people. deja vu, isnt it. &lt;p&gt;

toriumi katsumi's voice isnt very.. pleasant, so his takumi wasnt very likeable to me. unless takumi was supposed to sound like that :/. inoue kazuhiko does a pretty good job as gii. but then, inoue always does a great job XDXD he's been in the industry for too long haha. in the middle of the drama he declared this, which, 4 months ago, i would have deemed rubbish, but now i do understand him at least a little bit;" &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;片思いは、辛いぜ。" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

was planning to write more reviews like i usually do, but i seriously need to do some work. being sick had meant being out of work for 5 days. need to catch up :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-727376968875899143?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/727376968875899143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=727376968875899143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/727376968875899143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/727376968875899143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/03/ddealock.html' title='ddealock'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-58447460015026517</id><published>2008-03-11T15:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T21:25:07.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ds</title><content type='html'>sick. &lt;p&gt;

shouldnt have aggravated it by going for floorball camp :/. went to the doctor for the second time, was told not to do anything that resembles exercise for the next few days till my viral fever goes down. like wth, he almost rendered me immobile. cant go for a run, cant go downstairs to play floorball, nooooo////// &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm sorry, but i have to agree with them you know. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;彼女は きれいだし、性格もよさそうだし、&lt;/span&gt;i guess she meets your insane standards, and thankfully upon this realisation i'm not as devastated and in tears like last year. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;心配しないで、好きにしろ。オレが悲しむだけだ、あんたには関係ないだろう。&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/5345557517559195929-58447460015026517?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/58447460015026517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=58447460015026517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/58447460015026517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/58447460015026517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/03/ds.html' title='ds'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-1210756431781437808</id><published>2008-03-09T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T15:22:35.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s</title><content type='html'>have an amazing urge to see L change the world everytime i see the movie poster. :/ kenichi matsuyama is love XD &lt;p&gt;

am missing enid + kincheng + daryl + fengfeng + cheng hsien quite terribly :/ &lt;p&gt;

saw daryl chan on the way to tuition today haha XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-1210756431781437808?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/1210756431781437808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=1210756431781437808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/1210756431781437808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/1210756431781437808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/03/s.html' title='s'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-1700361343082148242</id><published>2008-03-04T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T21:01:49.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rr</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;できました！&lt;/span&gt;picked up this layout from blogskins, because am currently unable to do any of my own layouts without photoshop &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

orion entry test tml. stoned at my notes for awhile, wondering why i have even bothered to apply for a programme which i am too stupid to pass the entry test for. i mean, compared to the brainy people trying for orion, i'm near dyslexic :/ so i came online, only to feel disgustingly guilty. shall go back to stone at my notes somemore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-1700361343082148242?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/1700361343082148242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=1700361343082148242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/1700361343082148242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/1700361343082148242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/03/rr.html' title='rr'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-2031015643761521754</id><published>2008-03-02T01:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T01:35:39.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;全部オレの所為なんだ。一生見てくれない人に惚れたからね。他の女の子と一緒に楽しく笑う姿が許せないなんて、オレもどうかしている。&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;

peer pressure is a frightening thing. enid, daryl and junfeng are the prime reasons why i finally have hair in front of my face again after 5 years. &lt;p&gt;

not like it changed anything, because i'm beginning to find out how shallow you actually are, it's making me sadder and sadder when i think about it so i'm still trying not to think in that way&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. でも、あんたは痛くも痒くもないよね。&lt;/span&gt;you have so many alternatives that it makes my head spin. &lt;p&gt;

why is it so hard to concentrate on studies now? i never had this problem back then :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-2031015643761521754?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/2031015643761521754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=2031015643761521754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/2031015643761521754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/2031015643761521754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/03/peer-pressure-is-frightening-thing.html' title='lol?'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-8330157888261387434</id><published>2008-02-26T18:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T18:37:43.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kapoooo!!</title><content type='html'>love them all to bits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-8330157888261387434?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/8330157888261387434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=8330157888261387434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/8330157888261387434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/8330157888261387434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/02/kapoooo.html' title='kapoooo!!'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-3086593069958669154</id><published>2008-02-25T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T22:54:33.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twenty five</title><content type='html'>alcohol is a depressant, apparently.&lt;p&gt;

wow. after perusing physics and going round and round with the formulae and pages of workings without right answers AND puzzling over AP and GP to no avail and wondering how i am going to pass H2 math AND then getting into a very very foul mood, the glass of liqeuor probably made everything worse. &lt;p&gt;

am going to sleep all these away now. hope i dont wake up so soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-3086593069958669154?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/3086593069958669154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=3086593069958669154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/3086593069958669154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/3086593069958669154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/02/twenty-five.html' title='twenty five'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-9186807319196487626</id><published>2008-02-23T13:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T19:52:17.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>roadrun</title><content type='html'>roadrun yesterday was pretty okay, although i wasnt exactly very energetic after 3.4km. but after 3.4km, i feel like doing 5.1km mwahaha. one day one day &gt;) &lt;p&gt;
right after that (no lunch, mind you), went to ntu with the floorball team to train. it was our first training, and the coach told liying and me to go tackle the seniors and to play practice matches. like wth, we dont even know how to hold the stick properly yet. lunch afterwards with some of the floorball people was really fun though XD. &lt;p&gt;
wearing the nj uniform next week (?). wo bu guan. skirts should be long without alteration. *looks stubborn*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-9186807319196487626?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/9186807319196487626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=9186807319196487626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/9186807319196487626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/9186807319196487626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/02/roadrun.html' title='roadrun'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-7903407321381766665</id><published>2008-02-21T20:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T21:06:31.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PT</title><content type='html'>had a very good first impression of the njc floorball team. am going to floorball training tomorrow instead of class outing, but it should be worth it. o.o. &lt;p&gt;

yayyy ^_^. going to officially be a member soon, i hope. still abit sad when i think about how my complexion is going to be killed due to exposure to sun during training over the next few months, but i dont care how you look at my outside appearance anymore. i'll be much happier that way. &lt;p&gt;
08S10 ah 08S10. you'll never know how much i love you guys. shuyi, zeren and gabriel. please dont go away &gt;&lt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v481/amethystically/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00051.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/amethystically/DSC00051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-7903407321381766665?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/7903407321381766665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=7903407321381766665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/7903407321381766665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/7903407321381766665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/02/pt.html' title='PT'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-3619334173364426114</id><published>2008-02-17T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T22:54:21.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hora</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;浅いなぁ、世界中の男が。 &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but cant do anything about it, so bopian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-3619334173364426114?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/3619334173364426114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=3619334173364426114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/3619334173364426114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/3619334173364426114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/02/hora.html' title='hora'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-4063393295577725555</id><published>2008-02-14T21:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T22:03:49.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vday</title><content type='html'>happy valentine's day, people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-4063393295577725555?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/4063393295577725555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=4063393295577725555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4063393295577725555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4063393295577725555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/02/vday.html' title='vday'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-5527908673699404831</id><published>2008-02-13T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T20:14:36.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitch =-= ;;;;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;久しぶりに誰かを尼だと思った。殺したいくらい頭に来た。こんなに怒っているのに、二人とも全然気付かなかったなんて、いい事か、悪い事か、わからないね。 &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

oh F. F F F. -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-5527908673699404831?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/5527908673699404831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=5527908673699404831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/5527908673699404831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/5527908673699404831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/02/bitch.html' title='bitch =-= ;;;;'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-7147842702926938937</id><published>2008-02-12T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T15:55:16.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>barfed</title><content type='html'>went down with slight stomach flu, didnt go to school today. &lt;p&gt;

was both surprised and touched when enid, kincheng, cheng hsien, daryl, junfeng and gabriel (?!) called up to ask how i was. &lt;p&gt;

feel better already, somehow&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; *笑* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不安はまだまだあるが、こいつらの側にいると、この二年間、頑張れる気がする。&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/5345557517559195929-7147842702926938937?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/7147842702926938937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=7147842702926938937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/7147842702926938937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/7147842702926938937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/02/barfed.html' title='barfed'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-3977340263873437290</id><published>2008-02-11T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T21:32:47.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nonono..</title><content type='html'>i want to hide my face somewhere. x.x&lt;p&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;なんでこんなに不器用なんだろう。そんな自分がいやになる。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-3977340263873437290?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/3977340263873437290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=3977340263873437290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/3977340263873437290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/3977340263873437290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/02/nonono.html' title='nonono..'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-2191116087607944229</id><published>2008-02-06T17:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T17:50:32.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woohoo.</title><content type='html'>HAPPY CNY!! XDDDD &lt;p&gt;
chinese new year celebrations in NJC today was surprisingly enjoyable ^^ did chinese calligraphy with enid, weihang and daryl. was a complete noob, never even held a brush before, but it was fun. better than in st nicholas, where year after year we would sneak out of the contingent, climb over the railings to the classroom balconys to peel our mandarin oranges XD &lt;p&gt;
ahaha, wonderful memories.:P &lt;p&gt;
seemed that i was happier at that time. back then, my only worry was whether i'll be able to maintain my grade after the next common test or whether i was on form during ping pong competitions. now, *haiz*.. &lt;p&gt;
learnt the hard way that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;雄弁は銀、沈黙は金。&lt;/span&gt;none of this would ever had happened if i hadnt opened my big fat mouth like some imbecile, so i'm not going to blame anyone. &lt;p&gt;
reunion dinner tonight, yeayea. will get to see my two brothers, will also get to drink more choya then usual hohoho~ &lt;p&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;自棄酒万歳！&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/5345557517559195929-2191116087607944229?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/2191116087607944229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=2191116087607944229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/2191116087607944229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/2191116087607944229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/02/woohoo.html' title='woohoo.'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-3124205534004307384</id><published>2008-02-03T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T14:03:30.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;いろいろな写真を見たが、やっぱりもうだめだよね。ブスじゃ、だめだよね。オレの物になる可能性なんてまったくないよね。悔しいけど、仕方がないと思う。成績と違って、どんなに勉強しても、外見を変える事ができないから。昔は、勉強しかできないと思っていたが、今の様子では、オレは勉強さえできない。本当に情けない。そろそろこんなばかばかしい事を考えるのを止して、勉強に集中しよう。*&lt;/span&gt;nods*&lt;p&gt;

cant wait for us to get our uniform.. for some reason, when i think of the whole class wearing grey, it puts a big smile on my face haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-3124205534004307384?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/3124205534004307384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=3124205534004307384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/3124205534004307384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/3124205534004307384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post_03.html' title='&gt;&lt;'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-5343021366099746877</id><published>2008-02-01T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T18:13:45.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>携帯を盗まれた</title><content type='html'>lost handphone somewhere in school today. x.x. was really quite &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;落ち込んでいた&lt;/span&gt; after that. &lt;p&gt;

i still do hope that it'll be returned, though. &lt;p&gt;

went to collect my frameless spectacles just now, but i dont like what i see in the mirror. was even more &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;落ち込んでいた&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;p&gt;

bleaaaaa =_=.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; なんかさ、今日は嫌な事ばっかりだ。&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;顔に自信がないのは今日が初めてじゃないのに、自分が、太鼓に相応しくない人間だと思うと、益々に機嫌が悪くなる。&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/5345557517559195929-5343021366099746877?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/5343021366099746877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=5343021366099746877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/5343021366099746877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/5343021366099746877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='携帯を盗まれた'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-4614019786521341295</id><published>2008-01-30T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T18:14:49.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*_*</title><content type='html'>sad sad sad, then frustrated, then sad again, then just sian.. it's tiring, and i'm super ashamed that i'm letting it screw my studies, something which i would never have allowed myself to do, under normal circumstances, that is. &lt;p&gt;

lethargic, in another sense, even without training now. havent been writing bldrama reviews lately, seem to have lost the drive to listen to new dramas. yes. there's something very very wrong with me now~ &lt;p&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;アァ、太鼓ちゃん。&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/5345557517559195929-4614019786521341295?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/4614019786521341295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=4614019786521341295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4614019786521341295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/4614019786521341295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post_30.html' title='*_*'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-6093229230922788748</id><published>2008-01-24T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T19:21:45.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>olevel results release</title><content type='html'>got the results i wanted, but not the way i wanted.&lt;p&gt;

like wth, it's disgraceful to not get an A1 for chemistry &gt;&lt;&gt;

and i'm shocked with my results for elit. i've never sniffed A for elit before, and i get A1 for o levels. must have been some marking error.&lt;p&gt;

but glad that i can stay in NJ, and that most of the people in the class can stay XD love love love 08S10 XDXDXD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-6093229230922788748?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/6093229230922788748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=6093229230922788748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/6093229230922788748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/6093229230922788748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/01/olevel-results-release.html' title='olevel results release'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-6749778508833310813</id><published>2008-01-22T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T19:22:06.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gah.</title><content type='html'>love 08S10, omgosh they're so unbelievably nice that they're the reason why i'm thinking of staying on in NJ.

olevels results will be released on thursday. i might do well enough to stay in NJ. i might also do horrible enough to be kicked off to somewhere else i do not want to go to///

bleah x.x. seems that worrying about it wont change my results. but if i get a double digit L1R5 i wont be too upset la, i think i'll just not smile for a month.. or just not eat for a few days..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-6749778508833310813?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/6749778508833310813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=6749778508833310813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/6749778508833310813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/6749778508833310813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/01/gah.html' title='gah.'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345557517559195929.post-3891649611793876793</id><published>2008-01-19T20:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T18:14:17.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>初めまして...じゃないな</title><content type='html'>the fc2 servers were dissing me, so i tried jugem. but jugem dumped a big fat virus on my com. x.x

am finally giving up on japanese blog servers, after using them for almost 4 yrs o.o &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;うわぁ、残念。&lt;/span&gt;

so have come back to blogger XD the last time i looked, blogger lags. must have been too many ang mohs using it hohoho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5345557517559195929-3891649611793876793?l=amethystically.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/feeds/3891649611793876793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5345557517559195929&amp;postID=3891649611793876793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/3891649611793876793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345557517559195929/posts/default/3891649611793876793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amethystically.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='初めまして...じゃないな'/><author><name>jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09178377023126423342</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
