<?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-16321051</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:11:44.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Repose</title><subtitle type='html'>Ciao! Come in and relax for a while. Then, Ciao again~
No matter how many times that I "ciao" to you, please come visit here again. Coffee, tea, and dessert are always ready for you! ^~^</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-5870269378218007772</id><published>2007-05-07T19:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T19:27:35.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sisiducky.vox.com"&gt;http://sisiducky.vox.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will use this one for a while~ :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-5870269378218007772?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/5870269378218007772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=5870269378218007772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/5870269378218007772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/5870269378218007772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-home.html' title='New Home'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-4065337650920012140</id><published>2007-04-16T15:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T13:09:48.945-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Comment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Virginia Tech... April 16th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-4065337650920012140?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/4065337650920012140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=4065337650920012140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/4065337650920012140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/4065337650920012140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2007/04/no-comment.html' title='No Comment'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-115530298528231426</id><published>2006-08-11T09:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T15:12:48.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you ready?</title><content type='html'>There's so much to write about that I am simply too lazy to write down all the details here... I had my birthday; Panda was back from Japan; my family and I moved to the "new old house"; there was no a.c. in the beginning, but we fixed that; I am getting really tired that I've skipped three kendo practice in a roll (ok, maybe that's an excuse... whatever :p); I had a "little bit" shopping to get ready for school; I play a free online game named Trickster; today is my last day of work; and most importantly, I am damn ready to go back to Tech! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my classes, how about yours?&lt;br /&gt;- Humanities 2204 Creative Process&lt;br /&gt;- Mathematics 4425 Fourier Series PDE&lt;br /&gt;- Mathematics 3034 Introduction to Proofs&lt;br /&gt;- Economics 2005 Principles of Economics&lt;br /&gt;- Statistics 3006 Statistical Methods&lt;br /&gt;- Statistics 3005 Statistical Methods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than classes, I am going to work as an assistant at math empo. If you are going to the university mall, please drop by and visit me~ I am sure I will give you a bi~g smile! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I am going to move in on the 15th. See you guys soon! HUGS for everyone! \(^~^)/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-115530298528231426?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/115530298528231426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=115530298528231426&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115530298528231426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115530298528231426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/08/are-you-ready.html' title='Are you ready?'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-115272007228566371</id><published>2006-07-26T00:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T19:26:20.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;7.12 / 12:15pm / partly cloudy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He called me to say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;and now he is in the plane.&lt;br /&gt;I hope he can get some rest riding it,&lt;br /&gt;which is going to be hard... really hard.&lt;br /&gt;I miss him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;7.14 / 12:29am / dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;It's mid-night already,&lt;br /&gt;I should've in dream for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I am still staring at my laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;It's only been the second night not hearing his voice...&lt;br /&gt;I feel more emptiness than my sleeping deprivation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;7.15 / 11:15am / partly cloudy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is good to hear that he can go online for a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, I will keep entertaining myself.&lt;br /&gt;Almost time for kendo~ me no slack off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;7.26 / 11:26am / sunny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;He will be back next Wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Can time "tesser" to that Wednesday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I can even skip my birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sigh... I miss him dearly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Has he forgotten about me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;He better not, or I will kick kick him badly! (&gt;0&lt;) &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;7.28 / 5:54pm / sunny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hey~ Sisi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Is this... OSAMU?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He called this afternoon! and I almost missed it...&lt;br /&gt;I was eating outside, and I could barely hear my phone rang.&lt;br /&gt;He is busy and needs sleep, as usual~&lt;br /&gt;I was suprised... didn't expect him to call me at all!&lt;br /&gt;So he said happy birthday to me :)&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear his voice really bad, but after his call... I dunno if it's a good idea to hear his voice for now!&lt;br /&gt;It's NOT ENOUGH! not at all! cuz I am greedy (._. )&lt;br /&gt;The call makes me thinking about him like crazy...&lt;br /&gt;It's all his fault, ne?&lt;br /&gt;sigh... *staring into space*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-115272007228566371?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/115272007228566371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=115272007228566371&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115272007228566371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115272007228566371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/07/to-japan.html' title='To Japan'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-115385228184640082</id><published>2006-07-25T14:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T15:16:23.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadist, not saddest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"That's s-a-d-i-s-t, not s-a-d-d-e-s-t, you know," Charles Wallace said, and giggle again. "Lots of people don't pronounce it correctly."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A wrinkle in time", the book that I should read before last semester. This line just makes me lol! oh~ good memories~ ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another quote I like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;"Nobody suffers here," Charles intoned. "Nobody is ever unhappy."&lt;br /&gt;"But nobody's ever happy, either," Meg said earnestly. "Maybe if you aren't unhappy sometimes you don't know how to be happy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-115385228184640082?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/115385228184640082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=115385228184640082&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115385228184640082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115385228184640082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/07/sadist-not-saddest.html' title='Sadist, not saddest'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-115361986665580073</id><published>2006-07-22T21:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T18:41:12.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy eggs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www1.hddweb.com/36048/egg-song%28English%292.swf" target="blank"&gt;click here click here~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh this is too cute! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-115361986665580073?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/115361986665580073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=115361986665580073&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115361986665580073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115361986665580073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/07/yummy-eggs.html' title='Yummy eggs?'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-115324133365635639</id><published>2006-07-18T12:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T16:37:25.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Extremes</title><content type='html'>When I saw my boss sitting in the conference room by himself, eating, I felt really bad for him. His figure viewed from behind looked so lonely and weak that I couldn't relate him to that scary boss who I have at all. Everyone knows that he is a typical ergomaniac. I don't know how his personal life looks like, but I am sure that he spends too much time on his job that he doesn't have anyone to talk to in the office. I've never seen him having a break. The only time he is not working is when he has food for less than 20 mins! As the other boss said to us, "he is too cold to talk to." Is this worthy? Doing things to an extreme level is not a good thing. In fact, it's pitiful. Even though I respect his knowledge about what he is doing, I don't want to be a person like him. Life is no fun without love, friends, and adventures. However, for a stubborn old man like him, it might be too late to realize this. Staying in the office longer than at home, he is truly missing out some important things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/212/1545/1600/img.jpg" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/212/1545/200/img.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For another extreme, some people are way too bored. That's why they create strange things such as this teddy bear USB. He is beheaded. The USB is inserted into his head and body... This is a case of "bloody murder" indeed! Yet, why do I love seeing this picture a lot? The pose he has is so cute! Why do I wanna bite his butt which is sticking out? I think I am someone else. I am someone who has serious problems... But it won't stop me wanting to have a USB like this! (&gt;&lt;'') A panda USB will be even better! (^^'') I think I've reached another extreme. I am not sure what that is, but I just can't help loving fluffy and cuddly things! *Poke poke that fluffy butt...*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-115324133365635639?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/115324133365635639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=115324133365635639&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115324133365635639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115324133365635639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/07/extremes.html' title='Extremes'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-115293417055607154</id><published>2006-07-14T23:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T23:29:39.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'>no title yet</title><content type='html'>I am too hot and lazy to update about my awesome vacation with Christie titi and Osa-chan these days. My entire desk is covered with stuff, so I have to put my laptop on my lap which is really hot! Here are the videos in my camera. I am sure that Christie has some in hers. That's going to take a while until we can watch them. I will write about the trip soon... Hopefully. But first of all, I have to start packing... My room is a mess. It's full with stuff and boxes. Sigh, my mom won't let me rest until I finish packing, but I am too lazy to do that! I will start doing that tomorrow... &gt;&lt;'' &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="247" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4YRsTRBQdk0"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4YRsTRBQdk0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="247" width="300"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="247" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RHzIO8vvrEI"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RHzIO8vvrEI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="247" width="300"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="247" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i5uV1s_lq2Y"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i5uV1s_lq2Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="247" width="300"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="247" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ryrM7aFF0c"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ryrM7aFF0c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="247" width="300"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="247" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BJDT2XSfJ3c"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BJDT2XSfJ3c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="247" width="300"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-115293417055607154?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/115293417055607154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=115293417055607154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115293417055607154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115293417055607154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-title-yet.html' title='no title yet'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-115254105132264097</id><published>2006-07-10T10:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T22:09:24.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality test</title><content type='html'>How many personality tests have I taken so far? and how much do I really remember? oh well oh well~ just something to do when I am bored :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img135.imageshack.us/img135/5776/26410266313906417ms.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stability&lt;/strong&gt; results were high which suggests you are very relaxed, calm, secure, and optimistic..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Orderliness&lt;/strong&gt; results were moderately high which suggests you are, at times, overly organized, reliable, neat, and hard working at the expense of flexibility, efficiency, spontaneity, and fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extraversion&lt;/strong&gt; results were medium which suggests you are moderately talkative, outgoing, sociable and interacting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-115254105132264097?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/115254105132264097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=115254105132264097&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115254105132264097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115254105132264097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/07/personality-test.html' title='Personality test'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-115149878350601727</id><published>2006-06-28T08:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T08:49:09.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Urgh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I. dun. like. my. step-father. at. all! PERIOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-115149878350601727?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/115149878350601727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=115149878350601727&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115149878350601727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115149878350601727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/06/urgh.html' title='Urgh'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-115109555952418362</id><published>2006-06-23T16:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T00:46:47.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Razzle-dazzle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;郁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;闷...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I want to do something fun,&lt;br /&gt;something other than work.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's going to be fun visiting Christie,&lt;br /&gt;I need a place to shout out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;to have some razzle-dazzle...&lt;br /&gt;or I am going to be insane,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;sooner or later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="247" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lq54WBS8OOs"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lq54WBS8OOs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="247" width="300"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-115109555952418362?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/115109555952418362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=115109555952418362&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115109555952418362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115109555952418362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/06/razzle-dazzle.html' title='Razzle-dazzle'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-115091340533003775</id><published>2006-06-21T13:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T16:11:24.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer's here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Summer is finally here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything is going towards a better direction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night, I had an interesting talk with osamu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This morning, I finally got in touch with Christie titi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This noon, my dorm damage appeal was approved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This afternoon, I asked my boss for one week off, and he said "sure".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I am in a really good mood now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oo, happy birthday to you, ashulee~ \(^0^)/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-115091340533003775?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/115091340533003775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=115091340533003775&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115091340533003775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115091340533003775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/06/summers-here.html' title='Summer&apos;s here!'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-115082663320040882</id><published>2006-06-20T13:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T20:13:09.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of luck</title><content type='html'>I am not a lucky girl these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Suddenly had fever - well, that solved.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tech charged me $100 for wall damage - well, my roomie left the message board hanging on the wall cuz she couldn't take it off. I tried, couldn't either. RA said she checked that damage under my roomie's name... Yet, I got the email with $100 charge last week. I've sent the appeal, left unsolved. If I have to pay the fee, I won't be happy; if my roomie has to pay the fee, I will feel bad too. Either way I am screwed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Didn't get SONY memory stick from eBay, but got an "unpaid item dispute", negative nonsensical feedback, and a word "DEADBEAT" from the seller - ok, long story short. I had waited for about a month, and I still didn't get the memory stick. So I asked the seller. He gave me refund. At the same time, the bid shows "unpaid", but I cannot pay again. He must know that I've already paid the money long time ago, but he sued me for "not paying money". OMG! I tried to explain to him, even though he knew the truth anyways. The only word I got from him was: "DEADBEAT". Even if I am a deadbeat, I still can afford 50 bucks, thank him very much! Right now I only want to see my money back to my checking account, or else...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shipping fee is $280 - I was talking to a Taiwan eBay seller (yea... another thing needs to solve with eBay ._.) about an order of over a hundred mangas. I got the price and was shocked... over $500 in total. I have to rethink about this order, but she seems really nice and all... I dunno if I can say no towards her, but I don't trust eBay anymore. What if I pay so much for shipping, but still don't get the books? It's not UPS, so I don't think I can track the package. I only dealt with online stores before. I have to think about if I wanna buy anything from eBay again... sigh, what should I say to her? Should I buy it or not?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cannot find Christie titi - well, this is not a bad problem, but I really need to discuss with her about the beach plan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to move to our "new house" at July 31th - at least we won't move during my birthday, but still... It's a 90 years old house. No a.c., no TV cable, no internet, no nothing! I need to paint my room by myself after work. Half month later, I have to move again, to Tech. I feel so tired right now!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I hope all these things will go well. At least, I wish I won't need to worry about more things in the future! sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: I want to buy bogu sometime this summer. That's going to cost me $400~$500, or more? who knows. I hope it goes well. crosses fingers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-115082663320040882?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/115082663320040882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=115082663320040882&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115082663320040882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115082663320040882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/06/out-of-luck.html' title='Out of luck'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-115073840338496478</id><published>2006-06-19T13:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T18:25:30.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogthings</title><content type='html'>ok, I am bored as hell. so here are some blogthings that I did today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Your Personality Is***&lt;br /&gt;Guardian (SJ)&lt;br /&gt;  You are sensible, down to earth, and goal oriented. Bottom line, you are good at playing by the rules.&lt;br /&gt;  You tend to be dominant - and you are a natural leader. You are interested in rules and order. Morals are important to you.&lt;br /&gt;  A hard worker, you give your all at whatever you do. You're very serious, and people often tell you to lighten up.&lt;br /&gt;  In love, you tend to take things carefully and slowly.&lt;br /&gt;  At work, you are suited to almost any career - but you excel in leadership positions.&lt;br /&gt;  With others, you tend to be polite and formal.&lt;br /&gt;  As far as looks go, you are traditionally attractive. You take good care of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;  On weekends, you tend to like to do organized activities. In fact, you often organize them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/threequestionpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Three Question Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;nah~ If above is my personality, I am re~a~lly boring then! but I think that's not right, at least that's not the "me" who I want to be... (&gt;0&lt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Your True Love Is a Cancer***&lt;br /&gt;Why you'll love a Cancer:&lt;br /&gt;Cancer's loyal and sincere heart makes your own sensitive heart melt.Caring and devoted, a Cancer will take the lead in pursuing you - and not give up!&lt;br /&gt;Why a Cancer will love you:&lt;br /&gt;You're laid back enough to deal with Cancer's little mood swings and freak-outs.A fellow homebody, you know how make Cancer comfortable and at home with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/"&gt;What Sign Is Your True Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I want a "Gemini" result! (._. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***You Play it Cool***&lt;br /&gt;You're not in your face, smokin' hot... and it's all by designYou have a carefully crafted cool persona, leaving everyone wanting to know just a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouhotquiz/"&gt;Are You Hot?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Just straight tell me that I am not hot, cuz I know I am not! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Your Heart Is Pink***&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, you like to play innocent - even though you aren't.Each time you fall in love, it's like falling for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style: Coy&lt;br /&gt;Your lucky first date: Picnic in the park&lt;br /&gt;Your dream lover: Is both caring and dominant&lt;br /&gt;What you bring to relationships: Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorheartdoyouhavequiz/"&gt;What Color Heart Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Coy is not a good word right? (T^T)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***You Are a Kogyaru!***&lt;br /&gt;If it's cute, you'll wear it. Fake and bake, hair bleach, and bright makeup line your bathroom cabinet.As for clothes - anything that's short and cute ("kawaii!"). You are the prize object of all sorts of men - but you are really looking for a rich foreign guy. He'll find you out hanging out in Shibuya shopping at the 109, text messaging and sending photos over your cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourjapanesesubculturequiz/"&gt;What's Your Japanese Subculture?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;eh... I only accept the "kawaii" part!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***You Are Sunrise***&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy living a slow, fulfilling life. You enjoy living every moment, no matter how ordinary. You are a person of reflection and meditation. You start and end every day by looking inward. Caring and giving, you enjoy making people happy. You're often cooking for friends or buying them gifts. All in all, you know how to love life for what it is - not for how it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattimeofdayareyouquiz/"&gt;What Time Of Day Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;ok...? but I don't cook... even though I am trying to learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***You Are 48% Addicted to Love***&lt;br /&gt;Might as well face it, you're addicted to love. You've been a fool for love many times - but are you the wiser for it? Your needs should come first, both in and out of relationships. Because you're the only one who can look out for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouaddictedtolovequiz/"&gt;Are You Addicted to Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;sounds really selfish and sad... is that me? (T^T)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Your Five Variable Love Profile***&lt;br /&gt;Propensity for Monogamy: Your propensity for monogamy is medium.In general, you prefer to have only one love interest. But it's hard for you to stay devoted for too long! There's too much eye candy to keep you from wandering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience Level: Your experience level is medium. You probably have had a couple significant loves. And you may have even had your heart broken. But you haven't really dated a wide variety of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominance: Your dominance is low. This doesn't mean you're a doormat, just balanced. You know a relationship is not about getting your way. And you love to give your sweetie a lot of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynicism: Your cynicism is medium.You'd like to believe in true and everlasting love... But you've definitely been burned enough to know better. You're still an optimist, but you also are a realist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independence: Your independence is low. This doesn't mean you're dependent in relationships.. It does mean that you don't have any problem sharing your life. In your opinion, the best part of being in love is being together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/"&gt;The Five Variable Love Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;hmmm... interesting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***How You Are In Love***&lt;br /&gt;You fall in love quickly and easily. And very often.&lt;br /&gt;You give completely and unconditionally in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;You need your space and privacy. You don't like to be smothered.&lt;br /&gt;You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.&lt;br /&gt;You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/"&gt;How Are You In Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;falling in love quickly and often, yet hard? Does it mean I am always in love? lol~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Your Love Life Secrets Are***&lt;br /&gt;Looking back on your life, you will only have one true love.&lt;br /&gt;You're a little scarred from your past relationships, but who isn't?&lt;br /&gt;You expect a lot from your lover - you want the full package. You tend to be very picky.&lt;br /&gt;In fights, you are able to walk away and calm down. You are able to weather the storm.&lt;br /&gt;Getting over a break-up doesn't take long. Easy come, easy go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/yourlovelifesecretsrevealedquiz/"&gt;Your Love Life Secrets, Revealed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;am I that picky? (&gt;&lt;")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***You Are a Dreaming Soul***&lt;br /&gt;Your vivid emotions and imagination takes you away from this worldSo much so that you tend to live in your head most of the timeYou have great dreams and ambitions that could be the envy of all... But for you, following through with your dreams is a bit difficult.&lt;br /&gt;You are charming, endearing, and people tend to love you. Forgiving and tolerant, you see the world through rose colored glasses. Underneath it all, you have a ton of passion that you hide from others. Always hopeful, you tend to expect positive outcomes in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Souls you are most compatible with: Newborn Soul, Prophet Soul, and Traveler Soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Soul Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I am dreaming, sleeping... enough blogthings for now~ Zzz..z...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-115073840338496478?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/115073840338496478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=115073840338496478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115073840338496478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115073840338496478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/06/blogthings.html' title='Blogthings'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-115038712583534271</id><published>2006-06-15T11:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T16:01:34.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pro v.s. Con</title><content type='html'>Reading &lt;a href="http://misono.livejournal.com/89170.html" target="_blank"&gt;misono's blog&lt;/a&gt; makes me wonder if sitting in front of the pc in a cubic for 40 years is an ideal kind of job that I want to do. Working from 8am till 5 pm, I have to pretend that I have something to do all the time. When I do stuff other than working, I feel like there is always someone staring at me mostly because of my guilt not doing what I suppose to do, but I can't help to "entertain" myself a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there is a good side about working though. First of all, I can earn money. I guess few people want to work if there is no money involved, ne? Plus I get some experience to write on my resume. Not like that I will become an engineer, but it's always a good thing to write down. The most important thing that I personally gain from work is to really learn something that I don't have time or not even bother to learn when I am busy at school work and social life. If I stay at home for the whole summer, I won't enjoy the sunshine like I do right now. Especially when I got sick the past two days, I felt the "healing power" from the sun-sama. After sitting in a fridge-office for a long time, I will stand outside under the sun for a little while to recharge myself. It really helps. My mom even says that she can "smell" the fresh air that I bring from outside. So goodbye the lazy sleepy slacker who wants to stay in the shady house all day, I wanna enjoy sunshine more often now! In the meantime, I read lot of random stuff like megatokyo, blogs, and information about kendo. Blog is an amazing thing. It can connect people even if we are far away from each other. We don't need to talk on phone all the time, and we still know how everyone is doing. Good stuff good stuff! \(^-^)/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this is only a part-time job. I am sure that I cannot be a slacker, like who I am right now (&gt;_&lt;), if I wanna stay in a company for a longer period of time. Who knows how a full-time job life will be like? It's too early to worry about such boring life after college. I wanna enjoy the rest of my freedom as much as possible. But for now, I have to go back to work again... boooo! At least I start to enjoy drinking hot green tea everyday. mmmm~( /-\)~=3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Off topic a little bit. Osa-chan asked me if I wanna go to his church's 30th anniversary next May. That really means a lot to me. He invited me to attend an important event in his church with him 11 months from now. I hope by then, we will love each other as much as we do now, or even more! hehe~ Thank you Osamu, I love you a lot! (=^~^=)~&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-115038712583534271?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/115038712583534271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=115038712583534271&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115038712583534271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115038712583534271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/06/pro-vs-con.html' title='Pro v.s. Con'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-115016363635648645</id><published>2006-06-12T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T21:59:28.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickness</title><content type='html'>I am burning up and shivering for the whole day. I guess I have a little bit fever? Oh well, hope it's not going to take long to heal cuz I wanna go to kendo prac. on Wed.! I am so proud of myself that I am not a slacker anymore! at least... for now (&gt;&lt;'') By the way, Ashulee has a new blog now. Finally, I can write some comments on hers when I am bored at work! XD Ashulee asked me for my blog's bg music. I guess she likes it? weee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo, what do you think about me? Click -&gt; &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=sisiducky" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;- if you have time~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, I guess I am going to bed now. sleeping untill osa osa calls me ^~^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-115016363635648645?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/115016363635648645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=115016363635648645&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115016363635648645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/115016363635648645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/06/sickness.html' title='Sickness'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-114998805676789685</id><published>2006-06-10T21:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T21:22:45.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Loneliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="247" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/lhe73xsypWs"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/lhe73xsypWs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="247" width="300"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a month not seeing friends at Tech.&lt;br /&gt;Christie titi posted the video of &lt;a href="http://www.yakimachi.synetika.net/aestival/aestival.html" target="_blank"&gt;the last girls' night&lt;/a&gt; there.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me miss them even more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Where'd you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss you so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seems like it's been forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That you've been gone..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-114998805676789685?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/114998805676789685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=114998805676789685&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114998805676789685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114998805676789685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/06/loneliness.html' title='Loneliness'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-114960059440063999</id><published>2006-06-08T22:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T23:25:45.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireflies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/398DFXCWKWI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="center" height="247" width="300"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"Fireflies glittered in the leaves of the elm trees and in the ferns and in the hazel bushes, flickering on and off like the lights of a strange and distant city." --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Stardust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt; It reminds me an anime movie called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grave of firefly&lt;/span&gt;. It is a sad story indeed, but the love between those &lt;span id="vidDescRemain" style="display: inline;"&gt;two siblings is purely affecting and pretty. I really like this naive girl. She is so cute that I cannot stop thinking about pinching her soft cheek playfully. However, destiny is sometimes cruel. She and her brother are ravaged by the war. In the end, both of them are dead... At least, they reencounter in heaven, surrounded with pretty fireflies. The little girl is happily holding and shaking her favorite candy tin can which has unlimited sweet and colorful candies this time. They finally have their happiness. Standing far away from hubbub, they belong to the distant peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="vidDescRemain" style="display: inline;"&gt;I remember one scene clearly. Since the little girl likes fireflies, her brother catches a whole basket of fireflies. They put down the mosquitonet, and the brother opens the top of the basket. At that instant, pitchblack cave where they live turns bright with countless faint but warm green lights. Not only the little girl was amazed with her eyes opened widely, I had goose bumps all over me when I saw this scene. It's like you are surrounded with stardust in your own little world. Sadly, happy time doesn't last long. Even though these little kids had an amazing night, sleeping with a smile rested on their lips, they find out that all the fireflies are dead in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="vidDescRemain" style="display: inline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="vidDescRemain" style="display: inline;"&gt;I remember when I was little, my dad caught me a firefly because I wanted one. He put it into a little transparent bottle. I was so happy because that bottle is so pretty with the gleam green light. I held it tight, as if I found a treasure. When I woke up the next day, the first thing I did is to check the little bottle. There was no light anymore. I thought maybe the firefly needed to sleep during day time. I waited untill night time, but the firefly was laying there still without light. I asked my mom what happened to it. She said it's dead. I couldn't believe it, and kept waiting, waiting... My mom asked me to threw that bottle away, but I was so stubborn that I'd checked that bottle everyday for a week. In the end, I finally believed that it's dead. Maybe it's my fault to imprison it into that little bottle, maybe it would live longer if I left it alone with its friends in woods, maybe... I was sad for a while, and I never wanted to catch another firefly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="vidDescRemain" style="display: inline;"&gt;It causes me to associate those fireflies with the two poor kids in the movie. Before the war, they happily lived with their beloved mother. However, the ruthless war destroys such a wonderful life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="vidDescRemain" style="display: inline;"&gt;I wonder if every happiness has its time limit, and usually, that limit is not going to be long?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="vidDescRemain" style="display: inline;"&gt;Well, no matter if every happiness is going to last long or not, it is a happiness indeed, and childhood is one of them. The summer and the fireflies make me to think of the naive feeling as a child. At the same time, I am going to turn 20 soon, which means I am not going to be a teenage anymore, and the childhood is getting further and further away... But you, my love. You are 19 today, which means you have one more year to be a teenage. Hope you will cherish your last year. Happy birthday, Osamu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-114960059440063999?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/114960059440063999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=114960059440063999&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114960059440063999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114960059440063999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/06/fireflies.html' title='Fireflies'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-114953589320075650</id><published>2006-06-05T15:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T18:53:52.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying Kendo</title><content type='html'>I am so bored that I've read the entire Tech Kendo website, including forum, links, videos, and pictures etc. I guess people just pay me for doing nothing, at all! (=.='') Anyways, I have a better knowledge about Kendo now, and I am excited about those techniques' videos because I've learned some of them at Koryo Dojo. Speaking which, I recognized some people from that dojo in tournament pictures. I like Tina sempai a lot~ She spends time to teach me things like reigi, footwork, techniques and so on. I feel bad tho, because she doesn't have much time to practice, since she patiently tries to correct and improve my skills. I wonder if she was at W&amp;M tournament this year with her husband. At least, I saw them in 2005's pics. I like practicing in Koryo Dojo. I learn a lot, and they are so kind and patient towards me. I just paid monthly fee last Saturday. Hopefully, I won't be a slacker anymore! (&gt;.&lt;'')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-114953589320075650?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/114953589320075650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=114953589320075650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114953589320075650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114953589320075650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/06/enjoying-kendo.html' title='Enjoying Kendo'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-114921212306238267</id><published>2006-06-01T21:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T18:19:55.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I will miss them</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" target="_blank" href="http://photos-406.facebook.com/ip007/v21/30/18/6224936/n6224936_30923406_4738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/212/1545/200/DSC03222%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STRIKING SIGN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at dust, a person came to put the open house sign in front of our house without notice. I guess it's time to take some pictures, or I will not have any detail memory left in a corner of my brain. Well, this is not my first time moving. In fact, if moving to dorm counts, I think I've moved about 10 times during these past years. However, this is the first house where I live in America. Even though I don't have many exciting memories here, I won't forget about this house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" target="_blank" href="http://photos-405.facebook.com/ip007/v21/30/18/6224936/n6224936_30923405_4200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/212/1545/200/DSC03221%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LITTLE GUARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a little stone statue in front of the house. It looks like a... demon with angel wing. In fact, I have no idea who it is, but it is there since we moved in, guarding this house. So no matter who it is, I like it. I guess we will leave it where it is, sitting under the tree. I will miss it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" target="_blank" href="http://photos-407.facebook.com/ip007/v21/30/18/6224936/n6224936_30923407_5304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/212/1545/200/DSC03225%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLACK MAILBOX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in China, I always wanted to have a mailbox like this. There is no "mailbox" like this in an apartment. Since there are too many people in China, my "house" was always a little apartment in a big and tall building. So, the mailbox that we had was like the type using at Tech's dorms. It's not hard to understand why I like this cute black mailbox. It stands there by itself, waiting for the postman, raising its little red arm if there are mails need to be sent out. I dunno what I am talking about, but I know I like it a lot, and I will miss it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" target="_blank" href="http://photos-408.facebook.com/ip007/v21/30/18/6224936/n6224936_30923408_5828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/212/1545/200/DSC03228%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEASONAL FLOWERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno the name of this flower, but it's definitely planted when I was at Tech. It is a new member of our front yard. I love it! It's little, lively, cute, but pretty at the same time Even though I didn't plant any of plants, I will miss them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" target="_blank" href="http://photos-409.facebook.com/ip007/v21/30/18/6224936/n6224936_30923409_6342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/212/1545/200/DSC03229%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BELATED PICTURE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This little tree opens a type of pretty flower every spring. I wanted to take pictures both last and this year, but I was slacking off... Only petals left under the tree. I will miss the full bloom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" target="_blank" href="http://photos-410.facebook.com/ip007/v21/30/18/6224936/n6224936_30923410_6869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/212/1545/200/DSC03232%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNNOTICED CORNER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place where I passed by everyday, but never paid attention to. Actually, I can hide something there, in the dark, if I am a child. but I guess I am not a child anymore, and I don't explore anymore places... I will miss the feeling of my childhood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" target="_blank" href="http://photos-412.facebook.com/ip007/v21/30/18/6224936/n6224936_30923412_7871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/212/1545/200/DSC03251%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNFINISHED PAITING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;First of all, I am going to bring it with me, but it is painted when I was in this house. I think the feeling of this painting will change a little bit if we move to another house, that's why I include it here. It is the first and perhaps the last oil paiting by me. I painted it during the last two or three monthes of my senior year in high school. I guess I picked the wrong flower to paint. Everyone finished their painting except me... I started with streching the canvas. Every process about this painting was new to me. Maybe some people still remember that I was thinking about changing major to architecture last winter, but I changed my mind because of this paiting. My mom is right. I will stick into one thing and one thing only untill it's "perfect", but most of the time, no one will appreciate that kind of unnecessary "perfection". The most important thing is to finish it on time, and I don't think I can finish any project without spending twice or even more time than other people if I major in architecutre. Good thing to learn from this paiting... Besides, its color is not brown, but I don't like the color comes out from my camera. not the right color. Oh, and there is another half which is the reflection. I didn't finish either side, lol~ I will miss the struggle from this painting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-114921212306238267?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/114921212306238267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=114921212306238267&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114921212306238267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114921212306238267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-will-miss-them.html' title='I will miss them'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-114899735687954458</id><published>2006-05-30T09:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T10:47:46.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No miracle</title><content type='html'>When I got up this morning, I was hoping that there was miracle so that the thing I put in the fridge could become what I wanted it to be. However, there is no miracle. I guess I will try to make it again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad about last night. I told him that I would listen to him whenever he had problem or just wanna talk to me, but I didn't really understand him even though I listened to him last night. I shouldn't be upset just because he couldn't make it to the beach. He has to work as a volunteer without rest for his church, and he is already really tired right now. Going to beach needs a lot of energy which he won't have any right after returning from LA. Yet, I gave him a hard time and called him a "baka". The real baka is me. I am too selfish. I thought he would try to make it to the beach, and we could have awesome time there, but I didn't think about that even if he makes it to the beach, he won't get to enjoy anything because the only thing he wants to do is getting some rest... I guess there is no miracle this summer, but it is ok. We are going to see each other all the time next semester, and that's a luxuriousness for many people. I should be thankful, not upset or sad, because he is my miracle! On the other hand, I cannot promise that I won't "cheat on" him, since I am going to be with Chrstie titi in that awesome beach... (:p) I know he trusts me, and I hope he knows that I won't leave him, so I won't "come back" either. I miss him, but I will try not to be sad about not seeing him. It is a discipline between us. There is no shortcut or miracle but love and trust to overcome that discipline, which I believe we have both of them~ I love him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-114899735687954458?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/114899735687954458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=114899735687954458&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114899735687954458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114899735687954458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/05/no-miracle.html' title='No miracle'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-114888070580168479</id><published>2006-05-29T00:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T01:39:18.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tittle-tattle</title><content type='html'>This weekend is all about hanging out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, we picked a free movie at blockbuster to watch. Apparently, I didn't make the smartest suggestion, and I started regretting right after the movie started. It's a American version of a Japanese ghost movie. I thought I could handle it, but I called osamu instead... I am really timid about Asian ghost movie because I cannot stop thinking about the plot when I see the similar surroundings in reality. However, if I start watching a movie, I will keep watching it till the very end. I guess it's my problem because I have the choice not to watch the movie. Panda, sorry about the scream on the phone. I am sure that you could hear it even your phone was on the desk. &gt;&lt;'' I wish you were there, so that I could hide in your arms! Luckily, we didn't go home right after that movie, but watched the Ice Age instead, because I didn't wanna go back to my dark house that night. We talked about all kinds of stuff untill 5:30am, took a nap, and came back at 6:30am. I passed out untill 5pm on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was so hot that I couldn't even touch the hot steering wheel when I went out with friends. We went shopping as usual (I really should stop buying stuff.. &gt;&lt;''), and went to a Japanese resturant called Kabuto. Its name sounds like the one at Christburg, Kabuki, and even its fiements look like Kabuki. I don't know if they are owned by the same person or not. One girl's boyfriend was our waiter. He gave us so much extra that the meal worth 90 dollars, but guess how much we paid? 50 dollars! I dunno how he could give us so much free stuff, but oh well. He wanna impress his girlfriend, and we benefit from it. Someone said the guaranteed period of Love is six monthes. However, my friends are together more than six monthes, and they are still loving each other, which makes me feel like a third wheel all the time. =''= I hope the "Love guaranteed period" between Osamu and I is going to be forever, or at least longer than six monthes...&lt;br /&gt;      After dinner, we went to a grocery store to buy ingredients for a dessert that I wanna try to make, but the Asian grocery store closed at 9pm. We didn't make it, so I guess I have to go there today and then try to make the first dessert ever. I wonder who is going to be my white mouse...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-114888070580168479?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/114888070580168479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=114888070580168479&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114888070580168479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114888070580168479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/05/tittle-tattle.html' title='Tittle-tattle'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-114857199435216578</id><published>2006-05-25T11:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T12:04:34.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Money talk</title><content type='html'>Last night, I registered eBay. I wanted to try how to bid, so I bid a 2 GB Sony Memory Stick pro duo + adaptor for my camera. I didn't expect to win, because I got it 15 dollars lower than what the "lowest price" that I have found so far. I guess I got luck because I am new... As a result, I will be a better historian for JCA next semester, which might be a bad news for some people because I am going to take more pictures! muhahaha* But for now, I am excited because I can take more than 80 pics for my trip to Nova and the Beach with Christie titi! If panda is coming, I am going to take more than a hundred pics of him, so that there will be at least one pic that he likes, and that will be my biggest achivement for the trip! peace* Hopefully, he can make it to the beach, but if he can't, I will delay my one-hundred pics plan till next semester. Either way, I love Osamu, and I miss him a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I just got my first pay check for this summer. I've earned back my spent for new cell, actuarial exam study manual, acounting calculator (I've brought 5 calculators in three years so far ._.), a cook book (hopefully I can make something after this summer .-.), manga (weee), memory stick of course, and other stuff that I brought during these two weeks. I don't think I have much left after all these, so I am going to work 8 hours per day, 5 days per week, without skipping (see, I am not always a slacker! &gt;&lt;). Next goal for me to keep working is the money that I need for my only vacation this summer. Even though working is so boring, I am glad that I have this job right now! ^~^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-114857199435216578?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/114857199435216578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=114857199435216578&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114857199435216578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114857199435216578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/05/money-talk.html' title='Money talk'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-114848617647634733</id><published>2006-05-24T11:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T22:57:48.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorability</title><content type='html'>I just read an online novel, "memorability, 2 months and 5 days". Well, it's in Chinese, so this is the translation of some quotes by me. (Here we go again &gt;&lt;'') It's a true story which happened to the author himself. It's so sad that the girl who he loves died in the end. The only thing left is the memories... &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Someone said,&lt;br /&gt;Woman's happiness is: "he turely loves me."&lt;br /&gt;Man's happiness is: "she is worth me to love." &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"I haven't seen such a good guy like you. Gentle, considerate, witty, cute, and you can cook delicious food. Why did she break up with you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Don't you know?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"What?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Most of the guys are filled with sperm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"This kind of guy is perfect when he is going after a girl. After they are together, he will revert to who he was before. I cannot behave as good as they are, so..."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;If you don't have to enlist, we will get married right away.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have to enlist? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;But, are we married? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we get married, I will be with you forever, never let you feel the loneliness anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Are we married? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;But, can I be with you forever? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can be with you forever, I must bring you the happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Can I be with you forever? Sorry...&lt;br /&gt;But, can you find your happiness...?&lt;br /&gt;Yes... even without me... you still can find your happiness.&lt;br /&gt;You still can find your happiness....&lt;br /&gt;(You must find your happiness!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-114848617647634733?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/114848617647634733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=114848617647634733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114848617647634733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114848617647634733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/05/memorability.html' title='Memorability'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-114843637948774960</id><published>2006-05-23T20:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T17:57:50.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 153);"&gt;Stephanie Sun - Sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is my sky filled with moist tear?&lt;br /&gt;Why does my sky always have a grey face?&lt;br /&gt;Drifting on the other side of the world,&lt;br /&gt;Despite the loneliness' intrusion, over and over,&lt;br /&gt;The sky is drawing those long long memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there rain with memories in your sky?&lt;br /&gt;Does your sky have the cold moon?&lt;br /&gt;Exiling on the other side of the world,&lt;br /&gt;Despite the loneliness' occupation, night after night,&lt;br /&gt;The sky is hiding those deep deep memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When would our skies become one?&lt;br /&gt;When could our skies be connected?&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on each side of the world,&lt;br /&gt;Despite the loneliness' laughing and playing, year by year,&lt;br /&gt;The sky is piling up layers of memories, memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only the sky is not filled with the moist tear anymore,&lt;br /&gt;If only the sky is not painted with the grey face anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song, so I added it as my blog's background song. Hope you will enjoy it too~ :D  I tried to translate this song to English. As a f.o.b, I am "proud" of myself, so don't laugh so hard if this English version doesn't make sense... &gt;&lt;''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-114843637948774960?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/114843637948774960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=114843637948774960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114843637948774960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114843637948774960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-114832666027420325</id><published>2006-05-22T15:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T15:42:46.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>place: 80% looked like my middle school back in China&lt;br /&gt;people: high schoolmates in China and friends at Tech&lt;br /&gt;things: the wet air which belongs to the coast city that I used to live, winter(?), cloudy weather, exams...&lt;br /&gt;It's so weird because that dream included both people who I know in China and here. They went to school together, and I didn't feel anything was wrong talking to them, untill I woke up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-114832666027420325?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/114832666027420325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=114832666027420325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114832666027420325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114832666027420325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/05/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-114820956560170176</id><published>2006-05-21T07:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T07:12:48.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing</title><content type='html'>feel like I haven't changed the template forever&lt;br /&gt;so it took me a whole night to make this one&lt;br /&gt;still have some issues need to be solved&lt;br /&gt;I hate the bad compromise between IE and Firefox&lt;br /&gt;o well... hopefully I can figure it out sometime&lt;br /&gt;but for now, I am going to bed!&lt;br /&gt;hope I will have a sweet dream about "him" ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-114820956560170176?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/114820956560170176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=114820956560170176&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114820956560170176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114820956560170176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/05/changing.html' title='Changing'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-114418970134163121</id><published>2006-04-04T17:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T13:32:11.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"等身大のラブソング" by Aqua Timez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="247" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mpdDkP6TjyA"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mpdDkP6TjyA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="247" width="300"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not enough sleep... grumbling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; but, but... at least someone is right beside me ^^&lt;br /&gt;"Uh hold me tight. You make me happy shalalalala~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-114418970134163121?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/114418970134163121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=114418970134163121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114418970134163121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114418970134163121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-mode.html' title='Happy mode'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-114379419483445419</id><published>2006-03-31T03:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T06:11:00.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustration</title><content type='html'>Vee Rock! I totally agree!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Below is from Vee's blog, click the title to go to Vee's original blog~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;/warning{This is not a personal attack at an individual, but goes out to people in general.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/begin{vent}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so fed up with people lately. What is up with people with no commitment, time management, concept of priorities, common sense, and consideration for other people who are in the same if not worse situations than them? Yeah putting a show together sounds like fun, but I wonder if these people realize that it actually takes HARD WORK and EFFORT for it to succeed. You need to sacrifice some of your precious fucking TV watching, lounging, hanging out, spending a lifetime on the Internet and nap time for certain things, and Chinabration is definately one of them. You need to learn how too keep your goddam word if you promised a group of people you said you would do certain things. You need to know your FUCKING PRIORITIES, come on it doesn't take a genuis to figure out what event is 5 days away and what isn't. You need to freaking DEAL with other deadlines; we are in COLLEGE and if you don't know how to manage your time you might as well fucking drop out now cuz you're not gonna make it out of college let alone into the real world. Exam dates and homework deadlines are usually given to you way before it's due, if you haven't noticed. So get off your big lazy ass, do your work ahead of time so you have time to take care of your other responsibilities like you very well should. And finally, if you somehow miraculously made it out to practice don't fucking waste other people's time. They do not deserve to wait around for your bullshit while they've been bustin' ass working for the show. Respect their hard work and their time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People that piss me off more: Whiners that don't even remotely put in effort to help out and then bitch about the show sucking. Three words: GO FUCK YOURSELF. Who ever gave you the right to tell us, people working our fucking asses off to make the show happen, how the show should be like and how to do our job? Where have you been while we've been staying up til 5 in the morning working on the show? What the FUCK made you decide you could just show up, try to tell us off and then justify yourself? Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the urge to kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/end{vent}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/apology{Sorry, being a bitch isn't really my thing; it's just one of those days when you need to get stuff off your chest. To the rest of our Chinabration performers: You guys kick butt and rock my world! The show's gonna be awesome thanks to you all!}&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-114379419483445419?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.xanga.com/Veeronica/464454443/item.html' title='Frustration'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/114379419483445419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=114379419483445419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114379419483445419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114379419483445419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/03/frustration.html' title='Frustration'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-114117373622410290</id><published>2006-02-28T19:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T22:18:24.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/600/2006021612282294114_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/300/2006021612282294114_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; "Why do you have so many pics and things about him, even though you might not even meet him once?"&lt;br /&gt;Because he is my prince, and I am only a normal girl like others. I like him as a prince, in dream, in fairy tale... No matter how others think about him, he is my prince! I am falling in love with his adorable smile and gentle eyes, heart-breaking because of his sadness... drama drama~ only drama can make you smile at one moment, and cry at the next moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to reality...&lt;br /&gt;today is finally over, yet tons of work need to finish... soooo tired!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my light bulb is broken when I finally come back from classes and meetings... Can I don't live in reality for a while? TT___TT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-114117373622410290?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/114117373622410290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=114117373622410290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114117373622410290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/114117373622410290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/02/drama.html' title='Drama'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-113867802090183766</id><published>2006-01-30T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T22:29:37.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mildness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/600/DSC02311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/300/DSC02311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;↑click it to see a bigger image↑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all round, free standing, symmetric of all angle, rosette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113867802090183766?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113867802090183766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113867802090183766&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113867802090183766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113867802090183766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/01/mildness.html' title='Mildness'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-113806877925186419</id><published>2006-01-23T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T00:06:24.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Contrast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/600/DSC02208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/300/DSC02208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;↑click it to see a bigger image↑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first floral design ever! What more do you expect? :p&lt;br /&gt;The hardest and scaredest part of this class is that you have to hold the knife towards yourself, put your thumb on the knife edge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113806877925186419?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113806877925186419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113806877925186419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113806877925186419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113806877925186419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2006/01/contrast.html' title='Contrast'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-113600142595553224</id><published>2005-12-30T22:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T22:57:05.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused / Blank</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somthing is wrong...&lt;br /&gt;Live is full with contradiction!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113600142595553224?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113600142595553224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113600142595553224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113600142595553224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113600142595553224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/12/confused-blank.html' title='Confused / Blank'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-113529654840526021</id><published>2005-12-22T18:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T21:19:56.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First  AutoCAD Drawing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/668/051222%20first%20AutoCAD%20drawing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/300/051222%20first%20AutoCAD%20drawing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;click pic to see a larger image&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone gave me a drawing, and wanted me to draw a new one which exactly looks like it. This is my first time to actually draw something in AutoCAD. Yup, I just started to learn this software few days ago. Even though I had a little problem about the scale factor, I finished it by myself!!! I am sooo proud of myself~ yayy~~~ ^~^V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113529654840526021?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113529654840526021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113529654840526021&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113529654840526021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113529654840526021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/12/first-autocad-drawing.html' title='First  AutoCAD Drawing'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-113522018553422763</id><published>2005-12-21T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T22:23:07.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartburn II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/600/6981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/300/6981.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I got heatburn less than one month ago, and I got another one last night... It took me more than a week to relief the painful and burning feeling last time. I hope it won't take long this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the reason. I didn't eat properly during my first semester in college. I rarely ate breakfast; I was too lasy to move in my room, until I had to run to the class which took place during luch time; the only formal meal was dinner, and I took a nap right after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The classes for next semester will have an hour lunch time. Hopefully, it will make me to eat lunch. I have to sleep and get up early, so that I'll "have time" to swallow some breakfast. I will do it. I CAN do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"If I were asked to give what I consider the single most useful bit of advice for all humanity, it would be this: Expect trouble as an inevitable part of life and when it comes, hold you head high, look it squarely in eye and say, '&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I will be bigger than you. You cannot defeat me.'&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;--Ann Landers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113522018553422763?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113522018553422763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113522018553422763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113522018553422763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113522018553422763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/12/heartburn-ii.html' title='Heartburn II'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-113503200937967544</id><published>2005-12-19T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T17:40:09.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixture</title><content type='html'>Today is my first day working during winter break. I am sooo excited, but sleepy and tired at the same time... I can't wait to go home~ &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113503200937967544?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113503200937967544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113503200937967544&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113503200937967544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113503200937967544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/12/mixture.html' title='Mixture'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-113496390610883827</id><published>2005-12-18T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T23:30:22.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/667/DSC02140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/667/DSC02140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/800/DSC02168c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/400/DSC02168c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was too lasy to decorate the tree, but it came out really good. I am very proud of the family work and myself~&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; (Well, I should submit that my mom made me decorate it... Egg nog was goooood! hehe*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113496390610883827?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113496390610883827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113496390610883827&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113496390610883827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113496390610883827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-tree_18.html' title='Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-113476482315560023</id><published>2005-12-16T14:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T22:37:30.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kizuna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Kizuna" by ORANGE RANGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/700/whale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/300/whale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://grm.cdn.hinet.net/xuite/15/10/13882969/blog_129871/dv/4341209/4341209.wmv"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;click here to dl mv~ ^~^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-mplayer2" autostart="0" src="http://filebox.vt.edu/users/chens/music/kizuna.mp3" name="MediaPlayer" showstatusbar="0" showcontrols="true" showdisplay="false" animationatstart="true" height="45" width="310"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113476482315560023?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113476482315560023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113476482315560023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113476482315560023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113476482315560023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/12/kizuna.html' title='Kizuna'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-113458689587664245</id><published>2005-12-14T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T14:01:35.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am done for Fall 2005</title><content type='html'>I finished my last exam this morning~ yayy*&lt;br /&gt;I am going to sell books with Ashulee, and leave around 3:00 to 3:30 (^+++^V)&lt;br /&gt;Good bye, my first semester in college~ (^_~)&lt;br /&gt;oh, I just notice the first grade in my college life! (O_o)&lt;br /&gt;I get a B in Freshman English~ That's enough for me in Engligh (^~^)&lt;br /&gt;One more English class, then I am done for English! (+__,,+)&lt;br /&gt;At least... I hope~ hehe*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113458689587664245?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113458689587664245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113458689587664245&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113458689587664245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113458689587664245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-done-for-fall-2005.html' title='I am done for Fall 2005'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-113446304216380989</id><published>2005-12-13T02:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T20:20:04.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Warmth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/300/DSC00712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/200/DSC00712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*L is one of C's best friends in China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.08&lt;br /&gt;C: "I have a bf~"&lt;br /&gt;L: "Oh, sillyduck has a bf. I need to strive too"&lt;br /&gt;L: "Everyday must be a sweet day!"&lt;br /&gt;C: "haha! It is really sweet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.16&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;L: "He must treat you very well."&lt;br /&gt;C: "Of course~(^~^)"&lt;br /&gt;L: "That's good."&lt;br /&gt;L: "Apparently, someone is going to have a happy life."&lt;br /&gt;C: "Not really! I am going home tomorrow for thanksgivin' break... I can't see him for ten days! (TT__TT)"&lt;br /&gt;L: "What the... You can't even wait for ten days~ Be content, do you know how many people in the world don't have a date?"&lt;br /&gt;C: "tut-tut* If you are jealous, then quickly fall in love with someone! (^+++^)"&lt;br /&gt;L: "Quickly falling in love? Do you think it's as easy as pick a random thing in grocery?!"&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;L: "Oh~ Now you are so happy that you even forgetting your friends. You haven't written me (letter) back for a l~o~n~g~ time!"&lt;br /&gt;C: "What letter? Did you send me a letter?"&lt;br /&gt;L: "The letter that I asked you to send me back when you came back to America!"&lt;br /&gt;C: "oh, that one... haha* (gradually disappearing)"&lt;br /&gt;L: "But since you have teddy bear, you don't need to..."&lt;br /&gt;C: "Why? Bf and friends are different."&lt;br /&gt;L: "You should ask your conscience (:p)."&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;L: "We will see when lazy duck will do something to prove it."&lt;br /&gt;C: "haha* now you know that I am lazy!"&lt;br /&gt;L: "No, I have already konwn it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.03&lt;br /&gt;*C changes her profile in oicq (like chinese aim) to "break up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.12&lt;br /&gt;L: "Did any unhappiness happen? Are you ok?"&lt;br /&gt;C: "How do you know that?"&lt;br /&gt;L: "Even a fool knows it."&lt;br /&gt;L: "I just didn't want to bother you when things just happened. You need time to get  calm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*C misses her friends in China~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113446304216380989?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113446304216380989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113446304216380989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113446304216380989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113446304216380989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/12/warmth.html' title='Warmth'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-113435041484059706</id><published>2005-12-11T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T20:18:46.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep smiling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://filebox.vt.edu/users/chens/img/sigh2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px;" src="http://filebox.vt.edu/users/chens/img/sigh2.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R: "Do you know that every time you sigh, you lose happiness?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: "I think we've already sighed so much that there is no happiness left... (sigh)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many happiness have you left?&lt;br /&gt;Keep smiling~&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113435041484059706?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113435041484059706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113435041484059706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113435041484059706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113435041484059706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/12/keep-smiling.html' title='Keep smiling'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-113427361983610522</id><published>2005-12-10T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T05:32:41.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tick, tock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"大きな古時計" by 平井堅&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Orignial:   "Grandfather’s clock" by Henry Clay Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/700/christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/300/christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-mplayer2" autostart="0" src="http://filebox.vt.edu/users/chens/music/gc.mp3" name="MediaPlayer" showstatusbar="0" showcontrols="true" showdisplay="false" animationatstart="true" height="45" width="310"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113427361983610522?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113427361983610522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113427361983610522&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113427361983610522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113427361983610522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/12/tick-tock.html' title='Tick, tock'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-113390711001890335</id><published>2005-12-06T17:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T17:12:32.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;never look back&lt;br /&gt;never worry about the future, either&lt;br /&gt;try hard to live well everyday&lt;br /&gt;like everyday is the doomsday&lt;br /&gt;like never be hurt before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-- My Lovely Samsoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113390711001890335?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113390711001890335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113390711001890335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113390711001890335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113390711001890335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/12/fighting.html' title='Fighting'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-113379482801927805</id><published>2005-12-05T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T22:19:34.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/800/DSC02040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/300/DSC02040.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;click pic to see larger image ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113379482801927805?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113379482801927805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113379482801927805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113379482801927805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113379482801927805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/12/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-113376606859691135</id><published>2005-12-05T01:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T02:08:26.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Llama Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://70.85.12.163/albino_flash02/thellamasong%28www.albinoblacksheep.com%29.swf" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="295" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre id="line27"&gt;"The Llama Song" by Burton Earny&lt;/pre&gt; Thank you, Ashulee!&lt;br /&gt;It really does make me laugh... a lot! *puhahaha* XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113376606859691135?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113376606859691135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113376606859691135&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113376606859691135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113376606859691135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/12/llama-song.html' title='The Llama Song'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-113375716004904216</id><published>2005-12-04T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T23:39:17.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Apology</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maybe I am really bad at expressing myself&lt;br /&gt;too tired... yet I have to learn how to not hurting people&lt;br /&gt;maybe I should put on the mask again...&lt;br /&gt;smile all the time&lt;br /&gt;yet don't get into relationships too deap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry...&lt;br /&gt;for all who I hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113375716004904216?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113375716004904216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113375716004904216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113375716004904216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113375716004904216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/12/apology.html' title='Apology'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-113357446324214684</id><published>2005-12-02T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T20:47:43.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birth Month</title><content type='html'>July,&lt;br /&gt;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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Conspiracy911/quizzes/What%20does%20your%20birth%20month%20reveal%20about%20you%3F%20%28read%20memo%29%20/"&gt;What does your birth month reveal about you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113357446324214684?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113357446324214684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113357446324214684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113357446324214684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113357446324214684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/12/birth-month.html' title='Birth Month'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-113272430960987817</id><published>2005-11-23T00:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T00:39:13.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgivin' break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"What are you doing during these days?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113272430960987817?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113272430960987817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113272430960987817&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113272430960987817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113272430960987817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/11/thanksgivin-break.html' title='Thanksgivin&apos; break'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-113226767996383554</id><published>2005-11-17T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T01:36:21.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mentality</title><content type='html'>C: "I hate you."&lt;br /&gt;R: "I love you too."&lt;br /&gt;C: lol&lt;br /&gt;R: "So the more you hate me, the more I will love you."&lt;br /&gt;C: "...but I don't really hate you though."&lt;br /&gt;*which means......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113226767996383554?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113226767996383554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113226767996383554&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113226767996383554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113226767996383554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/11/mentality.html' title='Mentality'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-113212074980746960</id><published>2005-11-16T00:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T20:23:45.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Never enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/300/DSC02019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/300/DSC02019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I) decided not to hold your hand, so that I wouldn't want more warmth from you;&lt;br /&gt;decided not to hug you, so that I wouldn't want more security from you;&lt;br /&gt;decided not to kiss you, so that I wouldn't want more happiness from you;&lt;br /&gt;finally decided not to see you, so that you won't be tired of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113212074980746960?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113212074980746960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113212074980746960&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113212074980746960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113212074980746960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/11/never-enough.html' title='Never enough'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-113203514851197661</id><published>2005-11-15T01:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T02:31:23.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yakuza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;08.26.05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;From: R&lt;br /&gt;To: C&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Hey&lt;br /&gt;Message: &lt;blockquote&gt;Hey C, i noticed you were in the Japanese club group so i was wondering if you wanted to be added to the listserv so you can get info on the meetings and get togethers we are having. We will be having food next fri. so it would be great if you can make it. btw, my name is R and i am the current president of the club. Alright, enjoy your first weekend as a freshmen :P&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*That's the first time that R talked to C, but C didn't answer this message&lt;br /&gt;*C's thought: "He looks like a yakuza. I don't want to join such Jap club!"&lt;br /&gt;*Yet, R didn't know what C was thinking about......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113203514851197661?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113203514851197661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113203514851197661&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113203514851197661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113203514851197661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/11/yakuza.html' title='Yakuza'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-113212100292162790</id><published>2005-11-13T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T01:21:30.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/640/DSC02015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/300/DSC02015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all~ (and poor ducky...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ashulee's backyard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113212100292162790?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113212100292162790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113212100292162790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113212100292162790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113212100292162790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/11/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-113181484530211508</id><published>2005-11-12T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T02:31:36.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seducer Survey?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 233, 233);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: Au Natural&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/au-natural.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rank up there with your seduction skills, though you might not know it.&lt;br /&gt;That's because you're a natural at seduction. You don't realize your power!&lt;br /&gt;The root of your natural seduction power: your innocence and optimism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who happily plays around and creates a unique little world.&lt;br /&gt;Little do you know that your personal paradise is so appealing that it sucks people in.&lt;br /&gt;You find joy in everything - so is it any surprise that people find joy in you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bring back the inner child in everyone you meet with your sincere and spontaneous ways.&lt;br /&gt;Your childlike (but not childish) behavior also inspires others to care for you.&lt;br /&gt;As a result, those who you befriend and date tend to be incredibly loyal to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, don't know how much of that is true...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113181484530211508?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113181484530211508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113181484530211508&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113181484530211508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113181484530211508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/11/seducer-survey.html' title='Seducer Survey?'/><author><name>Ryosuke</name><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-113173543151255581</id><published>2005-11-11T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T02:31:53.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seducer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 233, 233);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;Your Seduction Style: Prized Object&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The seduction game you play is tried, true, and still effective: hard to get.&lt;br /&gt;You know that the best seducers turn the tables - and get their crush to seduce them.&lt;br /&gt;The one running has the power, and you're a challenge that is worth the chase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a master of enticing and pulling back. Giving a little and taking some away.&lt;br /&gt;You are controlled enough to know rewards come after a long seduction dance.&lt;br /&gt;Even though you want to call, email, or say "I love you" first - you don't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're style is the perfect mix of hot and cold - so much so that you have many suitors.&lt;br /&gt;Think Holly Golightly from Breakfast at Tiffany's ... or any of those creepy guys from the Bachelor.&lt;br /&gt;You're skilled at inspiring a chase. The real test is picking the person to slow down for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I protest!!! &gt;.&lt;              &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113173543151255581?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113173543151255581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113173543151255581&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113173543151255581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113173543151255581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/11/seducer.html' title='Seducer?'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-113160722953254056</id><published>2005-11-09T23:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T02:32:34.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a Hundred</title><content type='html'>*C finds out that there are 10 shooting stars on R's chopsticks.&lt;br /&gt;*10 shooting stars X 10 times teddy bear = 100 times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: "Teddy Bear~~~"&lt;br /&gt;R: "argh?"&lt;br /&gt;R: "....1 out of 100 times..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113160722953254056?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113160722953254056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113160722953254056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113160722953254056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113160722953254056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/11/hundred.html' title='a Hundred'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-113151737185934804</id><published>2005-11-09T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T02:33:08.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool "beer"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/300/DSC01823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/300/DSC01823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R: "You don't think i'm cool?"&lt;br /&gt;C: "No! You are cuddly teddy bear. You don't need to be cool."&lt;br /&gt;R: "That's not a compliment! Am I only cuddly??!"&lt;br /&gt;C: "Yes, you are cuddly." (Actually, C doesn't know other words...)&lt;br /&gt;R: "......"&lt;br /&gt;R: (deep sound) "What's up, baby."&lt;br /&gt;C: (frown, backs up) "WEIRD. STRANGER."&lt;br /&gt;R: "No~~~ So do you like weird guys?"&lt;br /&gt;C: "No. I like cool guys."&lt;br /&gt;R: "Then why can't I be cool?"&lt;br /&gt;C: "Because you are cuddly!"&lt;br /&gt;R: (leans on C) "Ouch, that hurts more than when I fail my tests..."&lt;br /&gt;C: (drags R's sleeve) "Teddy bear~ You don't need to be cool."&lt;br /&gt;R: "But I want to impress you, since you like cool guys."&lt;br /&gt;C: "No. You don't need to be cool to impress me."&lt;br /&gt;R: "But still..."&lt;br /&gt;R: (deep sound again) "Hey baby."&lt;br /&gt;R: "I am going to talk to you like this in public."&lt;br /&gt;C: (frown, backs up, again...)&lt;br /&gt;R: "Why do you back up? I am really sad right now. Don't talk to me."&lt;br /&gt;C: (drags R's sleeve again) "Teddy bear~~"&lt;br /&gt;R: "Fine, Call me cool bear."&lt;br /&gt;C: "I can call you cool 'beer'. I want beer!"&lt;br /&gt;R: *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113151737185934804?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113151737185934804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113151737185934804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113151737185934804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113151737185934804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/11/cool-beer.html' title='Cool &quot;beer&quot;'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-113144431974057592</id><published>2005-11-07T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T02:34:24.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Fiction"</title><content type='html'>C: "Do you think that I should take the flu shot tomorrow?"&lt;br /&gt;R: "No."&lt;br /&gt;C: "Why not? If I get sick, I won't get well for a long time."&lt;br /&gt;R: "So that I can take care of you. Even if there is a fight between us, I can have an excuse to be with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*C wants to be sick right now, even if she has to take a lot of yuck medicine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113144431974057592?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113144431974057592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113144431974057592&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113144431974057592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113144431974057592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/11/fiction.html' title='&quot;Fiction&quot;'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-113142290753757439</id><published>2005-11-06T04:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T23:11:19.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snore</title><content type='html'>*R is tired because of the alcohol. He is passing out in C's loft.&lt;br /&gt;*C is still awake, and talking with friends in AIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: "Teddy bear is in my room, sleeping..."&lt;br /&gt;A: "Awww~ Why don't you sleep beside him?"&lt;br /&gt;C: "He is snoring..."&lt;br /&gt;A: "Then why do you let him to sleep in your room?"&lt;br /&gt;C: "So that I will not feel lonely."&lt;br /&gt;A: "Awwwww~~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*C writes on R's wall: "u r snoring.....=.= ZzZzz..."&lt;br /&gt;*But still, it's hard for C to fall asleep, when someone is snoring beside her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113142290753757439?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113142290753757439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113142290753757439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113142290753757439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113142290753757439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/11/snore.html' title='Snore'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-113125750778026160</id><published>2005-11-05T23:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T01:17:39.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes or No</title><content type='html'>R: "So, do you want to go to the Kendo club party?"&lt;br /&gt;C: "What if I say yes?"&lt;br /&gt;R: "I am going to sleep."&lt;br /&gt;C: "Where?"&lt;br /&gt;R: "On your lap."&lt;br /&gt;C: "What if I say no?"&lt;br /&gt;R: "I am going to sleep."&lt;br /&gt;C: "......"&lt;br /&gt;R: "Ask 'where'."&lt;br /&gt;C: "Where...?"&lt;br /&gt;R: "On your lap."&lt;br /&gt;C: "......"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113125750778026160?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113125750778026160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113125750778026160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113125750778026160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113125750778026160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/11/yes-or-no.html' title='Yes or No'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-113123172287478080</id><published>2005-11-04T20:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T19:03:45.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Teddy Ducky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/640/-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/300/-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: (stiring flour paste) "Can I try some Okonomiyaki (Japanese pizza)?"&lt;br /&gt;R: "No. Officers have to wait until other people finish eating."&lt;br /&gt;C: (frown, keeps stiring) "......"&lt;br /&gt;R: "......"&lt;br /&gt;R: "Come here, I will make you happy."&lt;br /&gt;C: "?"&lt;br /&gt;R: (takes out a cuddly, fat fat ducky) "Here."&lt;br /&gt;C: (hugs ducky tightly) "Awww~~ Thank you!"&lt;br /&gt;R: "I figured since I took your stuffed monkey, I'll give you a duck."&lt;br /&gt;C: (smile, nod nod)&lt;br /&gt;R: "What are you going to name him or her?"&lt;br /&gt;C: "... He is my Teddy Ducky!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113123172287478080?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113123172287478080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113123172287478080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113123172287478080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113123172287478080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/11/teddy-ducky.html' title='Teddy Ducky'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-113113152480011073</id><published>2005-11-02T21:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T19:07:36.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wertherism</title><content type='html'>C: "I think I am going to change my major to architecture."&lt;br /&gt;R: "Go for it."&lt;br /&gt;C: "But it is a five year program... which means that it will take me six years to graduate!"&lt;br /&gt;R: "Really? I am thinking about co-op for next year. We can be together for one more year!"&lt;br /&gt;C: "But If I get in, I have to study really hard."&lt;br /&gt;R: "You should."&lt;br /&gt;C: "Then... we cannot chill the way we do right now..."&lt;br /&gt;R: "I will probably work from 8 to 5, like school days. I can come visit you at studio."&lt;br /&gt;C: "but still... Are we going to be seperated because of our busy schedule?"&lt;br /&gt;R: "... Like H and B?"&lt;br /&gt;C: "........."&lt;br /&gt;C: "Why are we thinking about these stuff? This semester hasn't even ended yet."&lt;br /&gt;R: "I know! We only date about five days! What are we talking about?"&lt;br /&gt;C: "No idea."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*C is used to think about reality too much... poor R!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113113152480011073?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113113152480011073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113113152480011073&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113113152480011073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113113152480011073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/11/wertherism.html' title='Wertherism'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16321051.post-113107838310251700</id><published>2005-10-30T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T02:37:30.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shooting Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/618/leonids982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/300/leonids982.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: "AH! AH!! Shooting Star!!!"&lt;br /&gt;....(pointing at the sky, jumping up and down)&lt;br /&gt;R: "wow~ That's a BIG one."&lt;br /&gt;C: "AHHHH~ I was too excited... and I forgot to make a wish!!!"&lt;br /&gt;R: "......"&lt;br /&gt;C: "Teddy Bear~"&lt;br /&gt;R: "NO!"&lt;br /&gt;C: "My wish is that you say 'argh' when I call you 'teddy bear'~"&lt;br /&gt;R: "......Only for tonight."&lt;br /&gt;C: "Yayy~~ Teddy Bear!"&lt;br /&gt;R: (underbreath) "argh~?"&lt;br /&gt;C: "Teddy Bear~ Teddy Bear~~ Teddy Bear~~~"&lt;br /&gt;R: "Actually... for every shooting star, I'll say teddy bear 10 times!"&lt;br /&gt;C: "That's not fair!"&lt;br /&gt;R: "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;C: "NO!"&lt;br /&gt;R: "Y~E~S!"&lt;br /&gt;C: "Fine. I am going to find the next meteor shower!!!"&lt;br /&gt;R: (lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*next day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R: (gloating) "Do you know that there was a meteor shower last night?"&lt;br /&gt;C: "......"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113107838310251700?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113107838310251700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113107838310251700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113107838310251700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113107838310251700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/10/shooting-star.html' title='Shooting Star'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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-16321051.post-113107234663057473</id><published>2005-10-28T23:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T02:37:06.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>you and I are going out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/300/n6226026_9899628_3911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/101/8574/300/n6226026_9899628_3911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*alcohol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R: "Will you go out with me?"&lt;br /&gt;C: "......what does that mean?"&lt;br /&gt;R: (sigh) "I don't want to explain to you..."&lt;br /&gt;C: "but I don't understand! What does 'go out' mean?"&lt;br /&gt;R: (SIGH) "Ok. I think I like you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*more alcohol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: (underbreath) "watashiwa anataga suki! (jap: I like you)"&lt;br /&gt;R: (underbreath) "me too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yet, R doesn't understand that C says "yes" to his question... (more sigh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16321051-113107234663057473?l=sisiducky.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/feeds/113107234663057473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16321051&amp;postID=113107234663057473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113107234663057473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16321051/posts/default/113107234663057473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sisiducky.blogspot.com/2005/10/you-and-i-are-going-out.html' title='you and I are going out'/><author><name>Sisi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02138643762926582311</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>
