<?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-280883138860934511</id><updated>2011-08-24T22:03:11.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The crazees♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>277</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-4982042574832435837</id><published>2011-03-06T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T16:38:34.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey blog, its been a loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong time, like real loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong, but not that looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong, but still pretty looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong, but-&lt;div&gt;okay you get my point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sp's over. Again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feels so fast, like its only not that long ago that I first stepped into DMDG1004 with that emo image.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much has changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How much would remain by the end of my poly life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like making my own blogskin, but can't bear to make Kanda sama go off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-4982042574832435837?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/4982042574832435837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=4982042574832435837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/4982042574832435837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/4982042574832435837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2011/03/hey-blog-its-been-loooooooooooooooooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-626227991318719940</id><published>2010-11-26T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T23:50:22.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TO_W1aIqxfI/AAAAAAAABE0/b-QUGMyAh2Y/s1600/CCF24112010_00004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TO_W1aIqxfI/AAAAAAAABE0/b-QUGMyAh2Y/s200/CCF24112010_00004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543885879353460210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I find it hilarious when people block me before I do LOL,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It just shows how friendly I am and how mean they are,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and how strong I am compared to them to resist my impulses,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and how I never fear that my things were read by 'unwantables',&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blockers be fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh nd did I mention that by blocking me you're blocking yourself for me without having me to do anything at all? LOL THANKS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-626227991318719940?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/626227991318719940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=626227991318719940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/626227991318719940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/626227991318719940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-find-it-hilarious-when-people-block.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TO_W1aIqxfI/AAAAAAAABE0/b-QUGMyAh2Y/s72-c/CCF24112010_00004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-1770090101349110018</id><published>2010-11-19T17:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T21:06:59.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;An Essay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then, I followed.&lt;div&gt;You went your way, I tagged along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until I needed to cross the river, you decided to let me go alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Expecting me to come back when you needed me, because we're friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing full well that the other side, despite being rich with treasures, was full with dangers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe you thought I can face it alone, I'm strong enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I am, maybe I'm not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Traveling across the river time and again to find you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you chose to stay behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't mind, not really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But all I got from you was your own complaints of being here while I was there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whilst I whispered angst in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't complain, I just swallowed our sorrows soundlessly, pretending that I was enjoying myself at the other end, pretending that I am not burdened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Traveling, how tiring was that? I forgot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention that the dangers across that river had nothing to do with me till you came along?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had no idea how much in peril I was,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;until I crossed that river&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back then, when I first met you, yeah, I was happy that you smiled at me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when I expected nothing much better than way before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glad that we made friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glad that we're together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it only lasted for days? Weeks? Months?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till she came along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I let you go when you left,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't cry when you left me alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Whose is better?" You asked,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as you and her stood side to side,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;comparing works..I chose yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three of us laughed as you two joked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought the tinge of jealousy was only my imagination&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I left you two alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You thought we were friends for five years?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In reality, three? Two? I don't know. Maybe less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You forgot how much of that five you left me alone at the side,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;being with her, those times you erased.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those times that you completely forgot my existence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;between you and her I stood,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a non-entity of silence,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smiling when I was needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skipping forward a few months,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The class broke up without me knowing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How would I know? I'm just someone everyone forgets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and remembers only when she's needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You were breaking up if I remembered correctly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a 'war' between you and her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A war that spread out to ten, twenty, thirty people,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because of you and her,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the world split,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;until it was thirty with her,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and me and you alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How would I know what happened until it was too late?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupidly, faithfully, I came back when you needed me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lent you a hand to grab at,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lent you an ear to rant in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lent you an eye to spy for,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lent you a mouth to bitch with,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lent you a shoulder to cry on if you ever did,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did I not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She tried bringing me to her side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stayed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For that I'm glad for,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time came when we had to choose our paths, I chose to cross the river.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We both knew she was going the same way too,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you were torn between staying and going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You wanted to go, yet you chose to stay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to hide from her, or what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't care, I went ahead,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I boarded that ship and waved you goodbye,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;knowing full well I'll come back when you needed me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ignoring the seething hisses at my back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ignoring my heart frozen by you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As expected, I weaved thru and fro the river afterwards,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with each journey ripping me bit by bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She hated me increasingly with the number of trips,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even though I don't even know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, that reminds me, what were you warring for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe you told me before, was it the full story I didn't know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't remember anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to remember,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or even want to know what it was that started my 700 days of horror&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, did you know about my first day on the other side?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I told you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe you remember,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe you don't,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I can tell you I'd filtered out my angst,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or most of it anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not wanting to burden you with my own story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Framed, accused, betrayed, ignored, ostracized..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these are only few of the words I could come out with to describe the 700 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She found partners,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it was me against them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;them to do what they want with me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was left in that corner,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;clenching my jaws,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gasping for sanity,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as I imagined how the word 'us' replacing 'me' would have made things different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad that I found others on the other side,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though they could not accompany me through the darkest forests.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stifling, suffocating, lonely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was not theirs to experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not wanting another 'war', for the few company I found at the lonely shore, I endured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found myself with helping them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;helping them enjoy happiness and freedom that's not mine to embrace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like I did with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall leave the deeper of my own horrors to myself, for they had passed. I'm glad that my family provided me the sanctuary of sanity I needed to be alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the 700 had finally passed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps not as free as I thought,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but more free than I was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The refreshing air of freedom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of being let out of that corner,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of going further,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;away from that lonely shore I was trapped in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;away from that river I had to cross so many times to meet you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how could I describe my joy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found solace in departing, yet we made a promise to go further together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet again, I was reminded of how you chose to stay as I moved forward, even though we have a common destination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps not destination, or should I say..landmark?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, you came over, and we travelled again as partners, further,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and not very far away she was there, heading to a somewhere just meters away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We seem fated to entangle with each other, and I wondered about my choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sweet, sweet release it was I realized,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as I soon discovered my own world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without them, her, you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started to lose 'me' and found another 'myself'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I embraced the change, glad that I could finally fly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to mingle with the crowds and not be left alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure, you could say I like being alone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yes I do agree with you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but there's a difference between voluntarily leaving the crowds to have some quiet to myself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and being thrown to a side, shoved into a corner, and locked up in a dusty crate,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where nobody ever hears your screaming,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or the silent cries of your heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here, I could choose,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as I gradually drifted from you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;making my own choices,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not needing to compromise, or even fully letting you have your way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;choosing my own path,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not tagging behind your back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was release as I spread my wings and flew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there you were,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;complaining that I left you behind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as I soared in the wind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;working my way up in the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What should I say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry I left you on the ground?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry I led you here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry I didn't tell you how much I love flying?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry that I went my way?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry that we drifted?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"That's what friends are for?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are friends for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I'm not a friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;were you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was there when you complained,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about school, work, money, health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know how many rounds you'd repeated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yeah, take care of yourself, don't work so hard, health is more important. Please sleep more, go see a doctor if needed."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Okay..you should really try to sleep more. Your work is not helping you go anywhere."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Right...take care."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Lol ok."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Repeated, repeated, repeated,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;countless times you'd told me how much you suffered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whilst I tried to help you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watching helplessly as you emptied your troubles on me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only to refill them with the same problems,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in a neverending cycle..advice? Useless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helpless, helpless, helpless, despair, numb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even want to let you know what I'm going through,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the turbulences in the air,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you thought I'm enjoying myself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well yeah I am, I relished these troubles,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;more than HER anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought you had enough,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and didn't need to suffer more than having my own problems piled on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried telling you, yeah, but you hammered my words down with your own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are friends for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't blame me for leaving you behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not noble enough to continue walking with you anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With you, I can't fly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With you, I'm reminded of the 700 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't help it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm only human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may be shallow, I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may be selfish, I'm not sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may be heartless, I have no idea,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But all I know is that I'm only human, and its telling me to fly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not gonna ask you to follow me, tag behind, like I did before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know how that feels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can say is I'm guilt free of leaving you completely alone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you have friends around you that still care,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we're drifting,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we're drifting,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you're not alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't be there for you forever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have my own life to lead,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so do you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bon Voyage, farewell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want this to end up a war where we rip each other's throats out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;crying uncontrollably,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drag everyone else down in a rage,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and slit holes in a treasure I hold precious now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall dim from your life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like a fading photograph,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall wave and smile when you do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but quite honestly I'm too tired,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too tired to walk with you anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35 Paragraphs to summarize my time with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was laughter, tears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;joy, angst, sweetness, bitterness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reunions..and separations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here I quietly bow out of your stage, having concluded my role in your play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/280883138860934511-1770090101349110018?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/1770090101349110018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=1770090101349110018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1770090101349110018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1770090101349110018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/11/essay.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-1912434777776749001</id><published>2010-09-20T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T00:47:15.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TJY7mq8MG3I/AAAAAAAABDA/oxm6nRH-KPo/s1600/Photo+on+2010-09-19+at+16.45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 121px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TJY7mq8MG3I/AAAAAAAABDA/oxm6nRH-KPo/s200/Photo+on+2010-09-19+at+16.45.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518663928936930162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TJY7mgfyl7I/AAAAAAAABC4/5k9F_u3Zye4/s1600/Photo+on+2010-09-19+at+17.01+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TJY7mgfyl7I/AAAAAAAABC4/5k9F_u3Zye4/s200/Photo+on+2010-09-19+at+17.01+%232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518663926133462962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TJY7mTIIUmI/AAAAAAAABCw/gofNJOShI5g/s1600/45992_1482896286694_1662475356_1157796_3251166_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TJY7mTIIUmI/AAAAAAAABCw/gofNJOShI5g/s200/45992_1482896286694_1662475356_1157796_3251166_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518663922544562786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;RAWR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;UPDATES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*KICKS BLOG*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;UPDATES!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Updates about what la =3=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So SP is like, overrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I'm like, slaccckkk, drawww...I should really get on to my fanfic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luurrrhh. Photoshop is fun but irritating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;D8 I'm thinking about halloween and trying to draw out my halloween outfit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope it doesn't screw u anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imma gonna make devil wings cuz I'm gonna be a devil lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Checklist:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Horns- (  )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wings-(  )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tail-(  )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Corset top-(/)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goth skirt-(/)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stripy socks- (/////)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shoes-(/)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gloves- (/?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Slacker stuff aside, I'm feeling meh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dont feel like writing here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That was not much of an update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-1912434777776749001?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/1912434777776749001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=1912434777776749001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1912434777776749001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1912434777776749001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/09/rawr.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TJY7mq8MG3I/AAAAAAAABDA/oxm6nRH-KPo/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-09-19+at+16.45.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-2646257480215576018</id><published>2010-08-18T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T01:10:55.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TGrBaVYIBaI/AAAAAAAABCg/-e5bHwc7kmA/s1600/Photo+on+2010-08-15+at+19.56+%234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TGrBaVYIBaI/AAAAAAAABCg/-e5bHwc7kmA/s200/Photo+on+2010-08-15+at+19.56+%234.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506426152572945826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I compare my photos from not-so-lon-ago and now, I can't help but feel something like..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well I have no idea what it is either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Regret?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Disgust?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe not so much of disgust but I have no word to describe it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I lost my track of thought for some reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I have deja vu that I wrote smthing like this before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wtf am I thinking lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its interesting in a way that I can think like 2 completely different people, but kinda strange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want to go back. I don't want to go back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will improve. Until I reach my term of perfection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just can't stand myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jealousy, envy, disgust, greed, selfishness, unjustified loneliness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah they come. They don't really go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who am I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This post is just totally not making sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nevermind. I'll just live it as I live, take it as they come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But how should I act?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TGrBZ5gpyHI/AAAAAAAABCY/G7sOd1v4Syg/s1600/41404_100000213038623_7609_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TGrBZ5gpyHI/AAAAAAAABCY/G7sOd1v4Syg/s200/41404_100000213038623_7609_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506426145092520050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-2646257480215576018?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/2646257480215576018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=2646257480215576018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2646257480215576018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2646257480215576018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/08/when-i-compare-my-photos-from-not-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TGrBaVYIBaI/AAAAAAAABCg/-e5bHwc7kmA/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-08-15+at+19.56+%234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-7233985493612849297</id><published>2010-08-10T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T16:49:36.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I had enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been 2 weeks or so since I'd well mannerly kept my mouth shut while you bark and whine your way everywhere, to my friends, to Facebook, to yourself, to the air, to the computer, to the toiletbowl, to the mirror and I HAD ENOUGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hah, just because I don't say anything you think you're right. Just because i don't give a damn you think you can do whatever you want. I don't like saying the sentence "You're wrong,bud." But HERE, RIGHT HERE, I'll type this in your face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YOU'RE WRONG. Bud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See? SO BIG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In case you're blinder than I think, I nicely typed BIGBIG let you see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YOU'RE WRONG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya know, I'm not gonna write who this is for since people can see for themselves anyway and piece the puzzles. I'm leaving the BIT of face for you, person-i'm-writing-to, and perhaps if you're brave enough and dare to speak up and say I'M wrong instead, just shoot a comment here. Oh and you need to unblock me for that =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, you blocked me huh? After apparently losing on a polite argument which you started? And know what? That very intelligent question of yours questioning my morality gives me the rights to write this very essay for you as it definitely proved my hypothesis the whole time long, and I was HOPING you would be matured enough to prove me wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fat chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I have very valid reasons for ranting on Facebook AND my blog as YOU are the one who didn't want your face. Or what's left of it anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who missed out on the conve thingy, go my wall and see for yourself ^_^ (Though I'm not sure if fb allows removing of posts but oh well, I kept screenshots ^_^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You know :O im just wondering :O why r u still alive =/?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This very same person posted these on his wall:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;-'Go and die really. Just go.'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;-'You know. For everything single thing you post on facebook. People will have different views of it. So shut your trap and get the fuck out seriously.'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;-'People who doesn't think for others should just go die. Seriously. Go.Die.'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps if you haven't noticed, statement 2 and 3 particularly applies to yourself. Who was the one who posted "Go and die" every other day without an important part which was the NAME of the person you want dead?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many friends in Facebook would have saw this? How many of them would sadly think you're saying "Go and die." In their face? If this is what you mean by 'thinking for others'…well, you're one sad human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I know you've been calling yourself sad this whole time with stuff like your world's black, whatever. Others have gay rainbow colored lives and we don't need you to desaturate it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Go and die, really, just go."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody needs you telling them when to die, how to die, should they die, nuff said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're not god and I'm not even christian OR taoist. I don't believe anyone controls my life, or anyone's life, moreover YOU =) so you know what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and back to the point this question is stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You know :O im just wondering :O why r u still alive =/?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had my argument stated in the conve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;-"I hate you. Your existence. I hate it. Your voice. I hate it. Your smell. I hate it. Everything you do. Everything you say. EVERYTHING. EVERY SINGLE CELL AND TISSUE OF YOURS. I hate it. Really. I do."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;-"Well. If you don't like them. HATE THEM."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hate, hate, hate. Same problem as above, never state who its directed to. For all you know hundreds of people could see this and get offended. And with the CONVE proving my hypothesis, I could only deduce that its definitely directed at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I look like I care?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who was the one who wanted to 'woo' me? You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who was the one who said he 'loves' me? You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who was the one who insisted to stick around even though I repeatedly, openly and subtly asked you to scram and give up FROM THE START? You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never wanted a relationship anytime soon, I stated this very, very clearly from the start so I only wanted to be friends. Who was the one who foolishly wanted to take one step further knowing this will happen sooner or later? You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;-"You know..For everything you did. All you did was broke my heart. :("&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;-" Its ok. I forgive you. Another scar on my heart won't really matter."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I look like I will care about your feelings AND ignore my own?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Use your brain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't promise a single molecule from the start and with the third and fourth statements you made it seem like I did. Know what? With the things and ATTRIBUTES you showed this past week, I'm GLAD I 'broke your heart'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With this level of maturity and CONSCIOUSNESS of things around you, I can't imagine how 'blissful' I'll be with you, if I 'Entered the tent for the show' as you would prefer to say. I wouldn't forgive myself for the mistake if I accepted you and ruined my own life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, I value my own life over yours, in case you don't know =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now with your open declaration of hatred, I can openly tell you with this, and the following parts of essay that I. Don't. Care. How much you hate me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what's the use of letting hate consume yourself? Am I even worth it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care to be honored this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the second statement I only have a sentence to reply you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're freaking seventeen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;-"You're just another tool in my life. Face it you lost your value the moment you made that decision."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;-"You're still alive because you still have some use to me. After that, its your death."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello, self contradiction spotted? "Lost value" and "Some use to me". Boy, you need to think through before you write. Anyway, Who is whose tool? I don't believe I am anyone's tool. Even if I AM one in your first statement, here I'll say this in your face again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care to be a tool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what value? I don't care about value. If you're earlier 'wooing' was because I'm a 'valuable tool', I'm GLAD again that I rejected you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And know what? I don't care for what use I have to you either. I help everybody if they need it as long as they don't take it for granted. After that, my death? Wake up and ditch the melodrama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohoh and know what? From someone else's point of view, you could be saying that everyone around you are tools yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;-"That pretty face of yours is nothing but a superficial lie of your personality. Don't make me tear that face of yours down. Even if my hands are to be covered in blood i will do it."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;-"People act cute because they can... Well..for your case...You can't because every time i see you act cute. My eye burns."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, thank you for the compliments but I still have something to say about these posts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First up, who doesn't keep fronts? I do, you do, everyone does. How the hell would you be able to tear my FACE down LEGALLY? Hah, and who are you to talk about lies? From my POV YOU are the liar, with all your so-called declarations of 'waiting' and 'love'. Of course I was prepared for lies, unlike you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I didn't lie to you, I didn't cheat your feelings, I didn't make empty promises UNLIKE you. So whose face should be torn down? You be the judge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have any questions about my personality, go ahead and ask around my closest people to our classmates. I believe I did nothing against my guilty conscience so far in my life, so go ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and point two which I nearly forgot,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I 'act cute' because I can, and I'm proud of it. Nobody can tell me NOT to act cute because I want to, I'm SICK of being like everyone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care that your eye burns because I already heck-cared the public and one more wouldn't hurt. Done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;-"Some stones are left better unturned. So why did i bother turning it? There was a land mine under it."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;-"One of my really good friends once told me. I look bright on the outside but inside i'm rather dull. Surprisingly. She's right. 100% right. People who don't know me well fail to see that fact in me. =/ Pity them."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;-"I'm transparent. Wonder who can see me."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;-"Sometimes..i just want to pass each and everyday with a smile. But...why is it that hard?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting lazy so I'll just go at one shot for the final segment (or so).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stone turning- Nobody asked you to turn it. As a MAN (if you are that is) you SHOULD know that there will always be risks involving every single movement you make. Including turning stones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What, you turn stones expecting to find a buried lollipop? You sure? Wake up. Nobody forced you to turn the stone so you have to bear the consequences yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bright &amp;amp; Dull- Why should you pity people for not seeing the dull you? In fact I pity you for having such a thick mask that people can't see that in you. Do you even treat people sincerely behind that mask? Are you able to? I pity you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Transparency- How do you expect people to see you if you don't even bother making yourself more opaque? Do you even try it the right way? Do you even see the eyes looking at you while you wallow in self pity of transparency?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smile- Its your own fault and nobody else's. Definitely not mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-"I'll be so glad if one day 3 person in my life would just die and be gone from this world."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suppose I'm one of them? I shall answer this with my conclusion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would not disappear. I am not obliged to. I am not responsible for your emotional 'hurt' as you turned the stone yourself knowing full well its a trap, I warned you. I'm nobody's tool, nobody controls me, I don't care that you hate me and want me dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact, I'll LIVE MORE because someone wants me dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quit wallowing in self pity. You brought this upon yourself and I just remained resolute throughout the whole thing. If there was anything I did 'wrong', I only rejected you, and even in that I'm very sure I did the right thing in my pov.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't cheat your feelings, I didn't lie, you were the one bearing empty hope when I told you to give up. I am not at fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What, you want me to accept you before just so that I 'can be considerate for your feelings and ignore my own'? Hello? are you even awake?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And look at the things you did. Are you sure that you're good enough to woo someone? Girls looks for maturity and security, boy. You don't seem to have it with your bleak views on life, friendship, the value of other people's lives. You don't even have the basic courage to stand up, don't have the intelligence to protect yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and that reminds me, part of the CONVE on fb:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;~"Hmm.. Nah im just plotting on how to actually make you dead thats all :D"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Hm....Ok :D face or stomach :D choose one"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Or i could choose to kill people either which :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"hmm you wouldn't be talking so loudly when i killed u ^^"~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is that a death threat I see? Or at the very least a threat to cause physical damage to a girl?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look. Gentlemen do not hit girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girls hate guys who hit females.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And with this small thing making you want to 'kill' me, how can any other female be with you, including me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm already giving a chance by not reporting this death threat which is definitely sue-able in law. And if you do want to hurt me physically, go ahead. I have the law backing me up and I can sue you for slander, physical damage, threatening and harassment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically, people who talk with fists are just immature. I'm not obliged to let immature people-who-are-in-fact-older-than-me have their way. Nuff said and I'm done with my piece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Author's note: I do not care who reads this, as usual. Comment/flame if you want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-7233985493612849297?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/7233985493612849297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=7233985493612849297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/7233985493612849297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/7233985493612849297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-had-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-7404002373406537977</id><published>2010-08-03T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T00:12:24.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TFbr3t7VehI/AAAAAAAABCQ/RLYwcFbOGaY/s1600/Illusion_by_athensis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TFbr3t7VehI/AAAAAAAABCQ/RLYwcFbOGaY/s200/Illusion_by_athensis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500843337333438994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riiiighty how long has it been since I was here last time?&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm betting that no one comes here anymore (HAHA) so I'll just rant and rant and..yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I don't rly care who reads this anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, This sem is almost over.&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I had accomplished something.&lt;br /&gt;Something.&lt;br /&gt;But gained a lot more things.&lt;br /&gt;And realized a lot more things.&lt;br /&gt;And saw many things that I did not want to see.&lt;br /&gt;Can't avoid.&lt;br /&gt;But Its still beneficial in a way, like how bitter medicine works best for the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like talking nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Especially to a few people. I have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;Feels like..I KNOW my words are useless, so I might as well save them.&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself when I think that way, and people would probably start hating me for that, not caring, but I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like caring for people who don't care for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Why should I?&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Enough on this. I'll just keep ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the irony of words.&lt;br /&gt;Oh man.&lt;br /&gt;I hate wars.&lt;br /&gt;Wars in the sense that classmates 'war' each other.&lt;br /&gt;Its just wrong on so many levels.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the overuse of the word.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just.Sick. Of it.&lt;br /&gt;"War la war la!!!"&lt;br /&gt;I feel so sick to the stomach when I hear that sentence.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong. I know I can stay out if I don't wanna be in.&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't help it when I'm caring.&lt;br /&gt;When I don't care. I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;When I care, even for a little bit, I see it to the end.&lt;br /&gt;That's my principle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework.&lt;br /&gt;I used to 'love' them in the way that I can heck care them and still score anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Now I love them for being useful and help me score.&lt;br /&gt;Can't hate them.&lt;br /&gt;Becoming part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Sometime I love work as I don't have to think of stupid stuff when I do.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking is evil. Especially when evil thoughts come.&lt;br /&gt;Good thoughts are just ever so rare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss some people.&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss some people.&lt;br /&gt;A few are so dearly missed.&lt;br /&gt;Sometime I just want a warm shoulder to rest on.&lt;br /&gt;So tired.&lt;br /&gt;Tired of what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have a hard time summarizing this.&lt;br /&gt;So I'll just leave it as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'd picked up camwhoring in my absence from the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TFbrsg5ZcBI/AAAAAAAABCI/DX5YouaWAfs/s1600/snapshot%2818%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TFbrsg5ZcBI/AAAAAAAABCI/DX5YouaWAfs/s200/snapshot%2818%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500843144857088018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-7404002373406537977?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/7404002373406537977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=7404002373406537977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/7404002373406537977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/7404002373406537977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/08/riiiighty-how-long-has-it-been-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TFbr3t7VehI/AAAAAAAABCQ/RLYwcFbOGaY/s72-c/Illusion_by_athensis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-4850567749096261041</id><published>2010-05-27T21:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T21:56:40.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S_5yauXQMcI/AAAAAAAABCA/IO2U-0rs838/s1600/untitled-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475940000376828354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S_5yauXQMcI/AAAAAAAABCA/IO2U-0rs838/s200/untitled-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have something to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't really articulate my feelings IRL even till now, but I suppose I should really say what I feel right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honestly, I'm not gonna name who this is for, but really, please read this. You should know who this is for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really can't take it anymore k? Let me rant a bit. Get it off my chest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or else this would be hidden in me and I dont want to be 'fake' as you would put it. I'm just no good expressing stuff IRL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just read the stuff you posted and seriously, I don't think you're trying to help the situation...were you even listening to us, to me earlier when you cried for close to two hours? You asked us to just spit out what we feel unhappy about you and we did, and now you're even more unhappy? Even if this is not exactly targeted at me I feel that this is just kinda unreasonable..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, maybe our words were to harsh, but at least we TOLD you. The point of TELLING you, and you want us to TELL you, is so that you can realize the places we're uncomfortable with and well, either compromise with us or well, do SOMETHING. The point is not to hurt you, we're trying to help you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You told us you understand(sort of) just now, but the post definitely didn't look like you understood. We DON'T hate you. We DON'T bitch about you. Sometimes people would just avoid you because we want to avoid the stinging words you use, so as to avoid conflict, which is honestly waaaay better than talking to you about things you don't like and arguing again right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And personally, honestly , i don't like the line you told me earlier- 'My homework guan ni shen me shi?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was like, wth, ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I don't take you as a friend, I could have ignored you about your homework and let you do your own stuff slowly. I could have ignored everyone on painting day and submitted my own work. I could have not wasted my breath advising you to catch up on speed. I could have been selfish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But as an art student who KNOWS how it is to do last minute Hw and do when there's time, I just cannot stand letting you go as you are. I can tell you straight-you won't survive in the design world like this. I've been hinting you that since i forgot when, but I think my words were basically gone with the wind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(And really, I can bo chap alot HW because YES, they can last minute, but art is just plain NO. You may have been lucky so far, but you HAVE to kick this habit NOW or it will stick to you till when the killer projects come. I mean it. I learnt it the hard way.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yes, I can bo chap you. Yes, I could have said,'yeah, go ahead, go do last minute. JY AH.' And also I could have given you a simple smiley face and go to sleep leaving you to do work till 4am in the morning, but I can't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been repeating myself over and over again, make use of your daytime. And I have my reasons, too many to type here. Try remembering my words for once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And do you realize what I get most of the time after I hinted you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I get that 'haaaa....i don't want leh....you worry too much laaaaaa...' face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I get very disappointed lor, I'm just trying to help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think the others also had the same experience with this rejected advice thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soooo...after ranting this much, I think I just have a request. Tell me straight if you want my help. I will try my best if yo want it, and save it for the rest if you don't want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm also feeling strained myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its like the same avoid conflict thing earlier. I don't want to be labelled as 'bossy', 'naggy', 'irritating' etc just because i wanna help. If you don't want, i shut up. Just tell me. I can suck it up and shush.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope my words don't hurt you, because to me they are really very softened compared to what I get for no freaking reason at all. If they do...well, I can only say just suck it up, get used to it. The world, esp the design world, is full of thorns and you need to take them without getting 'hurt'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm typing all this because I treat you as a friend and I really, really want to help you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A friend would never want to watch their friends struggle and get into deep shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And i'm basically missing the whole point I wanted to write AGAIN, I SUCK at blogging. SO, if you have any rebukes or rants or complains or requests for me to delete this, just msn me la. Easier type. I'm horrible at talking IRL because I just go too quiet or over agigated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks ah. Finally got it off. This is not a bitching post tyvm, if it is, i wouldn't have let you see this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And those who have nothing to do with this, zip. Don't ask, don't query, firewall it from your mind. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-4850567749096261041?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/4850567749096261041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=4850567749096261041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/4850567749096261041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/4850567749096261041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-have-something-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S_5yauXQMcI/AAAAAAAABCA/IO2U-0rs838/s72-c/untitled-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-6790577915326979579</id><published>2010-05-14T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T17:04:35.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S-0QEpIqNrI/AAAAAAAABB4/roJDgnt1b78/s1600/d-gray-man-papercraft-yu-kanda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S-0QEpIqNrI/AAAAAAAABB4/roJDgnt1b78/s200/d-gray-man-papercraft-yu-kanda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471046794272716466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanda papercraft from Nagi-chan &gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Okeh so srsly this blog very dead for so long...&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if I should write what I feel now leh&lt;br /&gt;Because I also not very sure what I'm feeling.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I guess its just me being oversensitive and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;But I think friends should tell each other what they're feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Easy to say, damn hard to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon randomly visited today lol.&lt;br /&gt;Also dunno why he come o_o&lt;br /&gt;See my project, play with my wig(LOL) and uh, fiddle with my mac and threaten the cat._.&lt;br /&gt;Funny lol he tried to match my dressing and turned out really matching with my weird description XD&lt;br /&gt;I think i gonna become public enemy of NCHS LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A E I O U.&lt;br /&gt;(As most people know) I bought a DGM mousepad featuring a SMILING KANDA&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;THE WORLD ISH GONNAH ENDDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis is molesting me.&lt;br /&gt;She is harassing me.&lt;br /&gt;And talking about diaoing.&lt;br /&gt;And fake diaoing.&lt;br /&gt;And lies.&lt;br /&gt;And facts.&lt;br /&gt;And funny expressions.&lt;br /&gt;And she molested me again.&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;And she started talking about dragonica.&lt;br /&gt;I think I gotta go do my hw le.&lt;br /&gt;Damn hw.&lt;br /&gt;And now she finally realized she's irritating.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;There's no end to this.&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;Stop squeezing my arm.&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/280883138860934511-6790577915326979579?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/6790577915326979579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=6790577915326979579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/6790577915326979579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/6790577915326979579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/05/d-world-ish-gonnah-enddd.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S-0QEpIqNrI/AAAAAAAABB4/roJDgnt1b78/s72-c/d-gray-man-papercraft-yu-kanda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-5016204784143046876</id><published>2010-04-20T19:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T19:51:17.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S82Us87maBI/AAAAAAAABBc/pUic8xPY8eA/s1600/KYAAAAA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462185423061542930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S82Us87maBI/AAAAAAAABBc/pUic8xPY8eA/s200/KYAAAAA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;KYAAAAAA I FOUND A SUPER SMEXY KANDA COSPLAY!!! owo!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO HAPPY LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay ignore me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This blog's kinda dying with my busy stuff coming up and all o_o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hopefully will update at weekend all at one shot xD but as you know uh..ya you know me la hahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-5016204784143046876?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/5016204784143046876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=5016204784143046876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/5016204784143046876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/5016204784143046876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/04/kyaaaaaa-i-found-super-smexy-kanda.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S82Us87maBI/AAAAAAAABBc/pUic8xPY8eA/s72-c/KYAAAAA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-7072218575424578629</id><published>2010-04-19T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T22:04:36.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S8xio6CEOxI/AAAAAAAABBU/DRT2KnXuFZw/s1600/265119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S8xio6CEOxI/AAAAAAAABBU/DRT2KnXuFZw/s200/265119.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461848903005780754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahahahahahahas so happy now^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I finally got a new decent lappy~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today also first day of school~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*cough*though I nearly slipped off the chair during lecture. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I'm now off to configure my stuffs^^ byebye~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-7072218575424578629?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/7072218575424578629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=7072218575424578629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/7072218575424578629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/7072218575424578629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/04/ahahahahahahas-so-happy-now-i-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S8xio6CEOxI/AAAAAAAABBU/DRT2KnXuFZw/s72-c/265119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-6052208446941963160</id><published>2010-04-16T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T23:53:33.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S8iBlQmDT6I/AAAAAAAABBM/Xgryt7dAYUQ/s1600/649609-20090606154604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460757025296437154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S8iBlQmDT6I/AAAAAAAABBM/Xgryt7dAYUQ/s200/649609-20090606154604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S8iBlDM46ZI/AAAAAAAABBE/PyIjCCnEqCo/s1600/classdmdg4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460757021701237138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S8iBlDM46ZI/AAAAAAAABBE/PyIjCCnEqCo/s200/classdmdg4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My class on badminton day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me WAS supposedly in philosopy mood earlier but it sorta went off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~.~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta..gotta..gotta rush the ficccccc....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-poofs-&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/280883138860934511-6052208446941963160?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/6052208446941963160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=6052208446941963160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/6052208446941963160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/6052208446941963160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-class-on-badminton-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S8iBlQmDT6I/AAAAAAAABBM/Xgryt7dAYUQ/s72-c/649609-20090606154604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-2724787289900789338</id><published>2010-04-16T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T01:37:48.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S8dN5muRW7I/AAAAAAAABA8/khG5l74t7OQ/s1600/kandacloseup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460418725252520882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 79px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S8dN5muRW7I/AAAAAAAABA8/khG5l74t7OQ/s200/kandacloseup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Today went collect NYP student card and played badminton with the class ppl.&lt;br /&gt;Quite fun :)&lt;br /&gt;But I kinda don't have the time to blog fully abt it because I'm like, trying to rush my fic.&lt;br /&gt;Yes,yes I know. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&gt; Bo bian la, I keep procrastinating till I suddenly rmb I should UPDATE ALREADY to keep my readers.&lt;br /&gt;I keep making them wait so much. ._.&lt;br /&gt;Me should go work NOW.&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh before I end here,&lt;br /&gt;CAROLINE WANTS ME TO WRITE:&lt;br /&gt;"CAROL IS THE CUTEST AND MOST AWESOME."&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;Though nobody would be more awesome than Kanda-sama~&lt;br /&gt;heehee. 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/280883138860934511-2724787289900789338?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/2724787289900789338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=2724787289900789338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2724787289900789338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2724787289900789338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/04/bo-bian-la-i-keep-procrastinating-till.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S8dN5muRW7I/AAAAAAAABA8/khG5l74t7OQ/s72-c/kandacloseup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-1216288705217221245</id><published>2010-04-14T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T21:15:18.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S8W_Ro_ZIpI/AAAAAAAABA0/Mc9beaJhFUI/s1600/crappy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 40px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459980433038582418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S8W_Ro_ZIpI/AAAAAAAABA0/Mc9beaJhFUI/s200/crappy.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For some reason people are saying can't see cursors on my blog o_o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I can't get bgm to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the com't tryng to piss me off by making it impossible to type, lagging at stupid momentsso it looks like I made an idiot typo and I have to go back to correct it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the net's going beserk on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't wait to get the laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta change skin again since this one dosn't work well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-1216288705217221245?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/1216288705217221245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=1216288705217221245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1216288705217221245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1216288705217221245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-some-reason-people-are-saying-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S8W_Ro_ZIpI/AAAAAAAABA0/Mc9beaJhFUI/s72-c/crappy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-6880386191230144395</id><published>2010-04-13T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T22:10:37.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH MY FICS ARE OVERDUE AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;FOUR OF THEM!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ALL OF THEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW I'M GONNA GO WRITE THEM AND HOPE I DON'T GET SIDETRACKED LIKE NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;JA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-6880386191230144395?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/6880386191230144395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=6880386191230144395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/6880386191230144395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/6880386191230144395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/04/gyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-6998237759203390196</id><published>2010-04-11T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T15:50:49.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S8F9PgpN8dI/AAAAAAAABAk/3QOy0zotTdU/s1600/summerkanda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458781928764076498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S8F9PgpN8dI/AAAAAAAABAk/3QOy0zotTdU/s200/summerkanda.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S8F9POOAyZI/AAAAAAAABAc/txSXk3W_F1M/s1600/Photo566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458781923818129810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S8F9POOAyZI/AAAAAAAABAc/txSXk3W_F1M/s200/Photo566.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nowadays weather so warm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&gt;_&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL a few days ago de emo thing false alarm~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I DID get shortlisted afterall~^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ureshii desu~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday go see the concert thingy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took some photos but dunno why CANNOT FIND O__O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only can find my idiot camwhoring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm still trying to find the group photo with usagi and bear... ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;T__T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I find then upload to FB ba :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Speaking of the concert,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NCHS de standard improved alot from the last time I went there..which is sec 1..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The drama make grace cry wor, then I see usagi cry I also want cry o_o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then ya, very nice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only thing is that SOME IDIOTS spoiled the thing by laughing at the most retarded moments. Shame on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, enjoyed the show..^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wore all black go there, black top, black skirt, black long socks, black boots, black scarf etc..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then peypey say "Jin mo zhe hei" lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her chinese fail anyhow use.. ~.~ I very guai one k..LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then see some very funny ppl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was thinking of doing "Smile and wave, smile and wave" at them but nvr get chance rofl xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I did they would be SO freaked out la~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol anyway my mood now very good despite my stomach de mood very bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because I ate half a subway only till 11pm ytd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then stuffed a double mcspicy down my gullet tgt with 1 1/2 medium cups of drinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shouldn't try that again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The mcspicy thing, I mean.&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/280883138860934511-6998237759203390196?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/6998237759203390196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=6998237759203390196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/6998237759203390196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/6998237759203390196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/04/nowadays-weather-so-warm.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S8F9PgpN8dI/AAAAAAAABAk/3QOy0zotTdU/s72-c/summerkanda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-8683670990370924276</id><published>2010-04-09T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T18:30:16.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S78A9OvrRkI/AAAAAAAABAU/d6Z1hJ8fnLg/s1600/065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 138px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458082325326415426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S78A9OvrRkI/AAAAAAAABAU/d6Z1hJ8fnLg/s200/065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..so cute. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I forgot my purpose for posting again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Again, you can say 'as usual'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I DON'T CAAAAARE!!! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah, and as you can see, I got over last night's horror.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pretty fast? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A good thing, that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tml got the NCHS performance show concert thingy at NYP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm thinking what to wear there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be BOOMZ, Boom!!, Uh-huh, zzz, or WAHAHAHAHAHA?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:x~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-8683670990370924276?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/8683670990370924276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=8683670990370924276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8683670990370924276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8683670990370924276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S78A9OvrRkI/AAAAAAAABAU/d6Z1hJ8fnLg/s72-c/065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-8770245815397506635</id><published>2010-04-08T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T00:08:15.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE SADISM, OKAY?!?!?!?!?! ARGH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S730W6pMleI/AAAAAAAABAM/Pcz50oOq2yQ/s1600/Photo445.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S730WNux7jI/AAAAAAAABAE/dVBDDb6UAHE/s1600/Photo445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457786985923079730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S730WNux7jI/AAAAAAAABAE/dVBDDb6UAHE/s200/Photo445.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S730Vj8tsQI/AAAAAAAAA_8/lj0q9HJtcZI/s1600/animepix-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457786974707233026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S730Vj8tsQI/AAAAAAAAA_8/lj0q9HJtcZI/s200/animepix-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suppose I WAS happy fifteen minutes ago till I hand over itchy go click something I shouldn't have on FB, like, SHIT?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARGH..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARRRRRGGHHHHH...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NUUUUUUUUU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean srsly, I'm in turmoil now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;****!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I WISH I HADN'T SAW THAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So..urgh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I FEEL LIKE CRYING. HONESTLY, I HADN'T REALLY, REALLY FELT SO IN A LONG LONG TIME. I MEAN, LOOK AT THAT LADY'S WORK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd rather had not known that. Or saw anything. I would have preferred it if my pc simply crashed and didn't gimme a chance to itchy hands click that STUPID THING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohkeh whatever. I wish that lady all the best and hope she gets a fucking gold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AH, SHIT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I JUST RUINED A WEEK OF MY LIFE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps but I'm just not in the mood to post about the happenings today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too..distraught.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pic above: sneak shot of some DMDG4 ppls playing pool tiday._. I'm good at sneak shots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;/stalker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-8770245815397506635?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/8770245815397506635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=8770245815397506635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8770245815397506635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8770245815397506635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-hate-sadism-okay-argh.html' title='I HATE SADISM, OKAY?!?!?!?!?! ARGH.'/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S730WNux7jI/AAAAAAAABAE/dVBDDb6UAHE/s72-c/Photo445.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-7010158327254227659</id><published>2010-04-07T21:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T21:59:52.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7yPezp11_I/AAAAAAAAA_0/V3sOeb5b-kQ/s1600/light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457394607890749426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7yPezp11_I/AAAAAAAAA_0/V3sOeb5b-kQ/s200/light.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7yPeUcyiVI/AAAAAAAAA_s/HkvjCQCbv6Q/s1600/CCF04072010_00000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457394599514507602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7yPeUcyiVI/AAAAAAAAA_s/HkvjCQCbv6Q/s200/CCF04072010_00000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7yPd_zU6GI/AAAAAAAAA_k/1ORCzUBdwH0/s1600/083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457394593971890274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7yPd_zU6GI/AAAAAAAAA_k/1ORCzUBdwH0/s200/083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't try to ask me what I'm trying to do with this post..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because I have no idea too ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Other than upload another one of my stupid photos..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and a pic..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that got praised by my mom. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay. Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/280883138860934511-7010158327254227659?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/7010158327254227659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=7010158327254227659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/7010158327254227659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/7010158327254227659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/04/uhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7yPezp11_I/AAAAAAAAA_0/V3sOeb5b-kQ/s72-c/light.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-7106663428542787008</id><published>2010-04-06T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T22:44:48.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7tHthOBmRI/AAAAAAAAA_c/cnAzjg6VHgk/s1600/075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 138px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457034220826368274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7tHthOBmRI/AAAAAAAAA_c/cnAzjg6VHgk/s200/075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For some reason I'm feeling less than chipper today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and as you can see that's kinda rare for me nowadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I suppose it had something to do with having a bloody idiot scope pushed down my throat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and seeing Kanda CRY in the newest DGM update..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;though its chibi yuu la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh well nvm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND THEN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was intending to at least finish up one of the three stupid fi-OH WAIT, FOUR STUPID FICS today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SOMEHOW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SIDETRACKED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND SPENT THE DAY READING OTHER FICS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rawr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;though I should say the fic I was reading was pretty good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though its not my mainstream liking xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nvm, most wouldn't get what I'm saying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uh right. So the fish bone turned out to be an ulcer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And its so damned irritating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I can FEEL my fuse shorten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm usually a very patient person. /shot&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/280883138860934511-7106663428542787008?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/7106663428542787008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=7106663428542787008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/7106663428542787008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/7106663428542787008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-some-reason-im-feeling-less-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7tHthOBmRI/AAAAAAAAA_c/cnAzjg6VHgk/s72-c/075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-1707209395152396273</id><published>2010-04-05T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T23:08:18.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7n8VgbuxVI/AAAAAAAAA_U/lCL65AdXQF8/s1600/Kanda_Yuu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456669869949764946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7n8VgbuxVI/AAAAAAAAA_U/lCL65AdXQF8/s200/Kanda_Yuu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7n8VUAdUpI/AAAAAAAAA_M/o0TpKy8ILcY/s1600/D_Gray_man_part_2__Kanda_Yuu_by_Pla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456669866614149778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7n8VUAdUpI/AAAAAAAAA_M/o0TpKy8ILcY/s200/D_Gray_man_part_2__Kanda_Yuu_by_Pla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7n8VC2g5pI/AAAAAAAAA_E/BEIHrHjtmbA/s1600/Photo899B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456669862009038482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7n8VC2g5pI/AAAAAAAAA_E/BEIHrHjtmbA/s200/Photo899B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me thinks there's a fish bone in me throat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been there since last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gonna see doctor tml.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope its only a stupid infection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My throat feels horrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&gt;_&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-1707209395152396273?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/1707209395152396273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=1707209395152396273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1707209395152396273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1707209395152396273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/04/me-thinks-theres-fish-bone-in-me-throat.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7n8VgbuxVI/AAAAAAAAA_U/lCL65AdXQF8/s72-c/Kanda_Yuu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-8230207236873353122</id><published>2010-04-04T16:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T16:53:22.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7hTTErLSNI/AAAAAAAAA-8/L8J1COmbx50/s1600/00kand10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456202535696812242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7hTTErLSNI/AAAAAAAAA-8/L8J1COmbx50/s200/00kand10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7hTR67XlsI/AAAAAAAAA-0/J7F-ZRKE2CA/s1600/Photo930B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456202515900503746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7hTR67XlsI/AAAAAAAAA-0/J7F-ZRKE2CA/s200/Photo930B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7hTRpLnTzI/AAAAAAAAA-s/eAiHWSfkuUo/s1600/Photo565B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456202511136804658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7hTRpLnTzI/AAAAAAAAA-s/eAiHWSfkuUo/s200/Photo565B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Evidence of mai camwhorin'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-w- There's moar where those came from. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh and I forgot to post 2 Yuu-pons O_O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nvm I'll make up for it next time, which make it next-next time from the last post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-8230207236873353122?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/8230207236873353122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=8230207236873353122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8230207236873353122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8230207236873353122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/04/evidence-of-mai-camwhorin.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7hTTErLSNI/AAAAAAAAA-8/L8J1COmbx50/s72-c/00kand10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-4473282746976660536</id><published>2010-04-04T13:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T13:49:56.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For NO crazy reason at all,&lt;br /&gt;I SUDDENLY PICKED UP THE IRRITATING HABIT OF COMWHORING.&lt;br /&gt;Since 2 nights ago.&lt;br /&gt;No idea why.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, disaster's gonna spell when I JUST PICKED UP MY WALOLI DRESS, NEKOMIMI, and LOLI-MAIDO SET..&lt;br /&gt;And started camwhoring.&lt;br /&gt;Just now.&lt;br /&gt;For 2 straight hours.&lt;br /&gt;WITHOUT REALIZING IT.&lt;br /&gt;From like, 11-1.&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAT?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;AND.&lt;br /&gt;My phone says I took around 100 photos.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe more.&lt;br /&gt;Since I deleted quite a few that I'm not happy with.&lt;br /&gt;o___________o&lt;br /&gt;I mean,&lt;br /&gt;FISH DOES NOT DO CAMWHORING.&lt;br /&gt;At least till 2 nights ago.&lt;br /&gt;I still can't figure out why I did that.&lt;br /&gt;Like, this post does not make much sense without the "wh-what the..TOOT?!" to the randomities right?&lt;br /&gt;ITS SO SO SO SO OFF.&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;I did pick up camwhoring.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about the apparent missing of Kanda-sama, I'm using firefox, which seems to be unhappy with me uploading too many photos at the same time and simply LAGGED on me.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload my camwhoringness next time and make up for the missing of Yuu-pon with TWO YUUUS XD&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/280883138860934511-4473282746976660536?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/4473282746976660536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=4473282746976660536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/4473282746976660536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/4473282746976660536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-no-crazy-reason-at-all-i-suddenly.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-1718889072093886100</id><published>2010-04-01T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T23:51:02.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;...Yes. Phail again. scroll down to the area where there's NO PICS to make sense of this ridiculous post that's SUCH a waste of time. And space. And money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7S_Bio9odI/AAAAAAAAA-k/8P96Yg-RHR0/s1600/fishes.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455195081851904466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7S_Bio9odI/AAAAAAAAA-k/8P96Yg-RHR0/s200/fishes.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hand itchy can't resist post my not-so-newest tablet work on wacoom bamboo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's just photo tracing but it looked so rad, if it IS a real pen sketch..xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ref pic is me from last year. Below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7S_BKiXIGI/AAAAAAAAA-c/EUY1VqtiwHw/s1600/Photo493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455195075381764194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7S_BKiXIGI/AAAAAAAAA-c/EUY1VqtiwHw/s200/Photo493.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You guys probably saw this befoe in one of my old posts. Purpose it being up here again is to waste space and ref for above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7S95eplFTI/AAAAAAAAA-U/QzHpzY821XI/s1600/largeAnimePaperscans_D-GrayMan_A-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455193843830166834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7S95eplFTI/AAAAAAAAA-U/QzHpzY821XI/s200/largeAnimePaperscans_D-GrayMan_A-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanda-sama, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7S94x2lXwI/AAAAAAAAA-M/mAP_GvOpWlQ/s1600/Photo193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455193831805116162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7S94x2lXwI/AAAAAAAAA-M/mAP_GvOpWlQ/s200/Photo193.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main point of this post. See the BAD GUYS. (spot me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7S94sVvMjI/AAAAAAAAA-E/3uubOHjzWNU/s1600/Photo190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455193830325170738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7S94sVvMjI/AAAAAAAAA-E/3uubOHjzWNU/s200/Photo190.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the good guys. Duck rangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya gotta say (again). Epic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My coke can disappeared D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7S94bqJeAI/AAAAAAAAA98/e_mMas1CKjA/s1600/Photo191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455193825847375874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7S94bqJeAI/AAAAAAAAA98/e_mMas1CKjA/s200/Photo191.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's left of a poor tree. (paper version.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7S94HoQfjI/AAAAAAAAA90/6IY2DCdyo5I/s1600/Photo998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455193820470738482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7S94HoQfjI/AAAAAAAAA90/6IY2DCdyo5I/s200/Photo998.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velcro ceiling cat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----end----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right..I have a feeling this photospam post would have to be read upsidedown AGAIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...I'm waiting..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;Okay it loaded.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hand itchy want upload another 2 lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I'm waiting again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;still waiting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;......FASTER LOAD!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;/kicks blogger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;..oi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;/bitchslaps blogger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;..its only 2 extra pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;..hello?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay I'm sorry for hitting you. Just load my damned pictures. Idiot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am I even talking to a..website?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I'm not-so-sorry about calling you an idiot blogger. But I wanna sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAAAINALLEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O______O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY ARE THERE GIANT SPACES?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STUPID BLOGGER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND I WROTE SO MANY THINGS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARGH WHATEVER, fine, have your way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still gonna POST THIS, LIKE THIS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(go back to top..?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/280883138860934511-1718889072093886100?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/1718889072093886100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=1718889072093886100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1718889072093886100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1718889072093886100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7S_Bio9odI/AAAAAAAAA-k/8P96Yg-RHR0/s72-c/fishes.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-1602325206373705401</id><published>2010-03-31T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T23:38:41.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7NqOsuCpuI/AAAAAAAAA9s/f8uAyWCBiWE/s1600/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454820374430787298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7NqOsuCpuI/AAAAAAAAA9s/f8uAyWCBiWE/s200/005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow pic uploader REFUSES to work and totally ruined my mood for posting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh wait its up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Che.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the BW raw sketch so cool~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suppose I should noramlly post my orientation thingies over here like any other NORMAL PERSON, other than the fact that I'm an abnormal fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That fish thing's...really getting into me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nvm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAYS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me thinks me gonna be very happy in my new class :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ppl there so nice (after the initial silence, which I'm so totally guilty of too..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahahahaha~ so I do hope I can put the past behind me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually also half put behind le..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trying my best~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MmmHmm. So Srsly there's just four females in my class including me, even less than chel's count of 5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who cares lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;^^; is it just me or am i getting sidetracked again..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was the main objective of this post o_o''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH YA ORIENTATION.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok la quite enjoyable, just that day 1 have to sit for long long talks and stuff then I not feeling quite well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met nice people..at least got ppl talk to me le^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strange thing though, quite a few new maties remind me of quite a few ppl in NC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like Mr Quek...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhm. So ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I sidetracked again..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARGH NVM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; p.s. KANDA-SAMA DE RAW SO.. x3 /headslam&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/280883138860934511-1602325206373705401?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/1602325206373705401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=1602325206373705401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1602325206373705401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1602325206373705401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/03/somehow-pic-uploader-refuses-to-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S7NqOsuCpuI/AAAAAAAAA9s/f8uAyWCBiWE/s72-c/005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-9192202835705973151</id><published>2010-03-29T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T00:34:10.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6-AGLykdXI/AAAAAAAAA9k/2TeWYbB9UOg/s1600/img_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453718517501425010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6-AGLykdXI/AAAAAAAAA9k/2TeWYbB9UOg/s200/img_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just felt like posting something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But have nothing in particular in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-9192202835705973151?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/9192202835705973151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=9192202835705973151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/9192202835705973151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/9192202835705973151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6-AGLykdXI/AAAAAAAAA9k/2TeWYbB9UOg/s72-c/img_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-7758273861703543928</id><published>2010-03-25T16:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T17:00:20.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6sipbdP4BI/AAAAAAAAA9c/8FWX5-pxuG0/s1600/030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 138px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452489869002530834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6sipbdP4BI/AAAAAAAAA9c/8FWX5-pxuG0/s200/030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found an article that would (probably) make me swear off games. For ever. Maybe not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah anyway, here it is XD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Putting You in a Skinner Box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;If you've ever been addicted to a game or known someone who was, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gamasutra.com/view/feature/3085/behavioral_game_design.php?page=1" target="a"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;this article is really freaking disturbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;. It's written by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gamasutra.com/view/authors/54/John_Hopson.php" target="a"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;a games researcher at Microsoft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; on how to make video games that hook players, whether they like it or not. He has a doctorate in behavioral and brain sciences. Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"Each contingency is an arrangement of time, activity, and reward, and there are an infinite number of ways these elements can be combined to produce the pattern of activity you want from your players."&lt;br /&gt;Notice his article does not contain the words "fun" or "enjoyment." That's not his field. Instead it's "the pattern of activity you want." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;His theories are based around the work of BF Skinner, who discovered you could control behavior by training subjects with simple stimulus and reward. He invented the "Skinner Box," a cage containing a small animal that, for instance, presses a lever to get food pellets. Now, I'm not saying this guy at Microsoft sees gamers as a bunch of rats in a Skinner box. I'm just saying that he illustrates his theory of game design using pictures of rats in a Skinner box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Gaming has changed. It used to be that once they sold us a $50 game, they didn't particularly care how long we played. The big thing was making sure we liked it enough to buy the next one. But the industry is moving toward subscription-based games like MMO's that need the subject to keep playing--and paying--until the sun goes supernova.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Now, there's no way they can create enough exploration or story to keep you playing for thousands of hours, so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://serialganker.blogspot.com/2008/09/ethics-of-mmo-addiction.html" target="a"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;they had to change the mechanics of the game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;, so players would instead keep doing the same actions over and over and over, whether they liked it or not. So game developers turned to Skinner's techniques. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a big source of controversy in the world of game design right now. Braid creator Jonathan Blow said Skinnerian game mechanics &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smh.com.au/news/articles/ethical-dilemmas/2007/09/19/1189881577195.html" target="a"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;are a form of "exploitation."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; It's not that these games can't be fun. But they're designed to keep gamers subscribing during the periods when it's not fun, locking them into a repetitive slog using Skinner's manipulative system of carefully scheduled rewards.&lt;br /&gt;Why would this work, when the "rewards" are just digital objects that don't actually exist? Well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Creating Virtual Food Pellets For You To Eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Most addiction-based game elements are based on this fact:&lt;br /&gt;Your brain treats items and goods in the video game world as if they are real. Because they are.&lt;br /&gt;People scoff at this idea all the time ("You spent all that time working for a sword that doesn't even exist?") and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joystickdivision.com/2009/11/cnbc_hosts_thinks_charging_for_virtual_game_items_crime.php" target="a"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;those people are stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;. If it takes time, effort and skill to obtain an item, that item has value, whether it's made of diamonds, binary code or beef jerky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;That's why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://english.yonhapnews.co.kr/Features/2010/01/13/48/0801000000AEN20100113009600315F.HTML" target="a"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the highest court in South Korea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; ruled that virtual goods are to be legally treated the same as real goods. And virtual goods &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/11/07/technology/internet/07virtual.html" target="a"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;are now a $5 billion industry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing crazy about it. After all, people pay thousands of dollars for diamonds, even though diamonds do nothing but look pretty. A video game suit of armor looks pretty and protects you from video game orcs. In both cases you're paying for an idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Of course, virtually every game of the last 25 years has included items you can collect in the course of defeating the game--there's nothing new or evil about that. But because gamers regard in-game items as real and valuable on their own, addiction-based games send you running around endlessly collecting them even if they have nothing to do with the game's objective. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very much intentional on the developers' part, an appeal to our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gamasutra.com/php-bin/news_index.php?story=23724" target="a"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;natural hoarding and gathering instincts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;, collecting for the sake of collecting. It works, too, just ask &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kotaku.com/5384643/i-kept-playing--the-costs-of-my-gaming-addiction" target="a"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the guy who kept collecting items even while naked boobies sat just feet away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;. Boobies.&lt;br /&gt;As the article from the Microsoft guy proves, developers know they're using these objects as pellets in a Skinner box. At that point it's all about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Making You Press the Lever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;So picture the rat in his box. Or, since I'm one of these gamers and don't like to think of myself as a rat, picture an adorable hamster. Maybe he can talk, and is voiced by Chris Rock.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to make him press the lever as fast as possible, how would you do it? Not by giving him a pellet with every press--he'll soon relax, knowing the pellets are there when he needs them. No, the best way is to set up the machine so that it drops the pellets at random intervals of lever pressing. He'll soon start pumping that thing as fast as he can. Experiments prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They call these "Variable Ratio Rewards" in Skinner land and this is the reason many enemies "drop" valuable items totally at random in WoW. This is addictive in exactly the same way a slot machine is addictive. You can't quit now because the very next one could be a winner. Or the next. Or the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chinese MMO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.danwei.org/electronic_games/gambling_your_life_away_in_zt.php" target="a"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;ZT Online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; has the most devious implementation of this I've ever seen. The game is full of these treasure chests that may or may not contain a random item and to open them, you need a key. How do you get the keys? Why, you buy them with real-world money, of course. Like coins in a slot machine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, that's not the best part. ZT Online does something even the casinos never dreamed up: They award a special item at the end of the day to the player who opens the most chests.&lt;br /&gt;And that's hardly the most ridiculous aspect of the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, in addition to the gambling element, you have thousands of players in competition with each other, to see who can be the most obsessive about opening the chests. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.danwei.org/electronic_games/gambling_your_life_away_in_zt.php" target="a"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;One woman tells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; of how she spent her entire evening opening chests--over a thousand--to try to win the daily prize. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't. There was always someone else more obsessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you picturing her sitting there, watching her little character in front of the chest, clicking dialogue boxes over and over, watching the same animation over and over, for hour after hour?&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't know any better, you'd think she had a crippling mental illness. How could she possibly get from her rational self to that Rain Man-esque compulsion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;BF Skinner knew. He called that training process "shaping." Little rewards, step by step, like links in a chain. In WoW you decide you want the super cool Tier 10 armor. You need five separate pieces. To get the full set, you need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wowhead.com/?guide=3.3&amp;amp;tier10" target="a"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;more than 400 Frost Emblems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;, which are earned a couple at a time, from certain enemies. Then you need to upgrade each piece of armor with Marks of Sanctification. Then again with Heroic Marks of Sanctification. To get all that you must re-run repetitive missions and sit, clicking your mouse, for days and days and days. Boobies be damned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Once it gets to that point, can you even call that activity a "game" anymore? It's more like scratching a rash. And it gets worse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And YES, it gets worse. I'm too lazy to put up the rest of the article. Go find it yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are cute little pics all over the place there too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Picked up from : &lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/article_18461_5-creepy-ways-video-games-are-trying-to-get-you-addicted.html"&gt;http://www.cracked.com/article_18461_5-creepy-ways-video-games-are-trying-to-get-you-addicted.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...I just heard my dad say my cat's pattern is almost exactly like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...o___o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;OH AND THE EPICNESS OF ARTICLE HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why is your mom obsessively harvesting her crops in Farmville? Because they wither and rot if she doesn't. In Ultima Online, your house or castle would start to decay if you didn't return to it regularly. In Animal Crossing, the town grows over with weeds and your virtual house becomes infested with cockroaches if you don't log in often enough. It's the crown jewel of game programming douchebaggery--keep the player clicking and clicking and clicking just to avoid losing the stuff they worked so hard to get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I TOTALLY AGREE WITH THAT.&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/280883138860934511-7758273861703543928?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/7758273861703543928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=7758273861703543928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/7758273861703543928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/7758273861703543928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-found-article-that-would-probably.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6sipbdP4BI/AAAAAAAAA9c/8FWX5-pxuG0/s72-c/030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-4209664990745940706</id><published>2010-03-22T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T23:15:51.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6eIuTObPgI/AAAAAAAAA9U/opjXSehbRQg/s1600-h/649609-20090606154604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451476202971414018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6eIuTObPgI/AAAAAAAAA9U/opjXSehbRQg/s200/649609-20090606154604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from a mini-Kanda-hunt and I nearly forgot what I wanted to post.&lt;br /&gt;Not that thats new news.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I remember.&lt;br /&gt;Ha that's news(to me) xD&lt;br /&gt;Anyway before I get sidetracked and consequently forgetting my point of posting even though I painstakingly remembered,&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL SPILL IT NAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom, having no prior knowledge of the existence of cosplay, accepted my waloli and lolita/punk/cosplay thingy with a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I think she was pulling my leg, but she actually said&lt;br /&gt;"You think I can wear the dress(waloli)?"&lt;br /&gt;I nearly choked to death, I tell you xD&lt;br /&gt;But well, that's better than having her demand I sell the dress away lol.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Lolita=cosplay for her. So its kinda good news for me.&lt;br /&gt;And I think i'm gonna start hunting for my Rhode cospl..&lt;br /&gt;oh wait.&lt;br /&gt;I'm..&lt;br /&gt;broke..&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/280883138860934511-4209664990745940706?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/4209664990745940706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=4209664990745940706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/4209664990745940706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/4209664990745940706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/03/back-from-mini-kanda-hunt-and-i-nearly.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6eIuTObPgI/AAAAAAAAA9U/opjXSehbRQg/s72-c/649609-20090606154604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-1042061346289418260</id><published>2010-03-19T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T22:04:33.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;GAH FOR SOME REASON, READ THIS POST DOWN SIDE UP AGAIN!!! /epicfail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SCROLL DOWN NAO!! oAo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There you go. Today's stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Random? yep. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6N-9aBHJrI/AAAAAAAAA9M/fOvbcHuc1HI/s1600-h/Photo088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450339567469536946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6N-9aBHJrI/AAAAAAAAA9M/fOvbcHuc1HI/s200/Photo088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random neoprint. THE FIRST RANDOMITY OFFICIAL NEOPRINT, CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Though lacking half of the group members. Whatever. xD) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6N-8yUMKcI/AAAAAAAAA9E/CrrQWOl3O7c/s1600-h/Photo039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450339556812138946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6N-8yUMKcI/AAAAAAAAA9E/CrrQWOl3O7c/s200/Photo039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; KHR cosplayers crowding outside, switching weapons and stuff..?&lt;br /&gt;There's a cute Hibari that should be called Chibari xD so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6N-8Sjhj6I/AAAAAAAAA88/eYK41i5dksQ/s1600-h/Photo037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450339548286521250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6N-8Sjhj6I/AAAAAAAAA88/eYK41i5dksQ/s200/Photo037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chrome's silhouette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6N-7-9KnzI/AAAAAAAAA80/mDfgMTv6w-A/s1600-h/Photo035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450339543025360690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6N-7-9KnzI/AAAAAAAAA80/mDfgMTv6w-A/s200/Photo035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Having random ice cream at Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's with the other gathering ppls.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to bring my neko set or could pair with that girl in white :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6N-7jcORjI/AAAAAAAAA8s/rmiMOD22ZKs/s1600-h/Photo033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450339535639430706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6N-7jcORjI/AAAAAAAAA8s/rmiMOD22ZKs/s200/Photo033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6N-nf38GuI/AAAAAAAAA8k/UV4040W6hjY/s1600-h/Photo032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450339191084554978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6N-nf38GuI/AAAAAAAAA8k/UV4040W6hjY/s200/Photo032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some random digimon standing behind chill trying to be a statue. xD Chill nvr realize he could move. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6N-mvaZyUI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Mbyl2FhsZlc/s1600-h/Photo031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450339178075769154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6N-mvaZyUI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Mbyl2FhsZlc/s200/Photo031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone cosplaying someone? Have a cute Alice, VK boy (Zero?), some loli, some loli, some princess that I vaguely recgonize and can't rmb who.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a bunch of random KHR ppl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a digimon. (still can't rmb name.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Kadaj + Yazoo too, of course. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6N-mRNxdPI/AAAAAAAAA8U/dX06I0uXOWw/s1600-h/Photo029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450339169969730802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6N-mRNxdPI/AAAAAAAAA8U/dX06I0uXOWw/s200/Photo029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The event. Quite small, actually, but there's abunch of cosplayers there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought black nail polish and collected my waloli dress :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6N-lwT4pxI/AAAAAAAAA8M/c2kmD8oEtvY/s1600-h/Photo028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450339161136998162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6N-lwT4pxI/AAAAAAAAA8M/c2kmD8oEtvY/s200/Photo028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yazoo playing para-para in the arcade. Now you know how bad guys in FF dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Kadaj was playing basketball and some random shooting game xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me played crashing cars/ shoot random zombie nurses with usagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6N-luDqiTI/AAAAAAAAA8E/wg5oRqy5yQM/s1600-h/Photo024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450339160532093234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6N-luDqiTI/AAAAAAAAA8E/wg5oRqy5yQM/s200/Photo024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A cosplayer cosplaying Yazoo. For some random reason he was wearing a facemask, like the white blur that's supposed to be Kadaj. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like his boots. Alot. (can't see here)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya we also did a very random intro thing when eating random things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;START HERE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay today was another utterly random day, randomer than any other random days. So as to say, it so super random that random doesnot aptly randomly describe its utter randomness. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TODAY I went to a cosplayer's gathering (even though I'm still newbie..) and it was so random xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summary: Four random randomities went to a random gathering on a random day with a group of random peoples for random reasons and did random stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol. Lazy type, see pics yourself see how random we were. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/280883138860934511-1042061346289418260?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/1042061346289418260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=1042061346289418260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1042061346289418260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1042061346289418260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/03/gah-for-some-reason-read-this-post-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6N-9aBHJrI/AAAAAAAAA9M/fOvbcHuc1HI/s72-c/Photo088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-711548484085436389</id><published>2010-03-18T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T23:40:55.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For some reason I'm getting annoyed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;Nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-711548484085436389?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/711548484085436389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=711548484085436389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/711548484085436389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/711548484085436389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-some-reason-im-getting-annoyed-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-4093996819943562712</id><published>2010-03-18T18:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T18:53:07.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6IBufKibVI/AAAAAAAAA78/LGh3aiNPnlo/s1600-h/awake.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 40px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449920397223030098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6IBufKibVI/AAAAAAAAA78/LGh3aiNPnlo/s200/awake.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I SUDDENLY FEEL LIKE LAUGHING!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had been so irritated with kino for not importing the damn artbook but well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I FOUND IT!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'M GONNA ORDER IT RIGHT NOW!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I wonder why it hadn't occred to me to get the jap title and search it on the kino site. Damn, I WAS STUPID.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then I'll collect it soon~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm not sure if I should get the fanbook too, other than noche.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o___o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I not so sure abt getting it now lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The price $46...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can get quite alot of stuff with it...maybe even the legwarmers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=_=...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe nvm then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&gt;_&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh damn..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so horrible..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I downloaded the scans..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I HATE MYSELF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-4093996819943562712?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/4093996819943562712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=4093996819943562712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/4093996819943562712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/4093996819943562712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/03/lol-i-suddenly-feel-like-laughing-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6IBufKibVI/AAAAAAAAA78/LGh3aiNPnlo/s72-c/awake.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-8546822928349635392</id><published>2010-03-17T22:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T22:40:31.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6Dpgj__cHI/AAAAAAAAA7k/ahhAkh2H080/s1600-h/Kanda09.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449612294747025522" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I HAD FINALLY FINISHED THE DAMN PROJECT'S COLOURING!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M FREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;x3x3x3x3x3x3x3x3x3x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-8546822928349635392?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/8546822928349635392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=8546822928349635392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8546822928349635392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8546822928349635392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/03/heyheyheyheyheyheyheyheyheyheyheyheyhey.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S6Dpgj__cHI/AAAAAAAAA7k/ahhAkh2H080/s72-c/Kanda09.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-9113966516032429765</id><published>2010-03-15T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T23:16:30.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S55NP-sRT9I/AAAAAAAAA7c/95SVKOuDQYY/s1600-h/yuu-kun.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448877536086937554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S55NP-sRT9I/AAAAAAAAA7c/95SVKOuDQYY/s200/yuu-kun.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright I give up (not much patience to do dramatism) I have a stupid question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why do I keep getting sidetracked?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&gt;:O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By posting this question up here I'm being sidetracked too, since I'm supposed to be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FIC WRITING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YES FIC WRITING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hah I rmb!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And its supposed to be freaking done, edited, betaed, uploaded and POSTED,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AGES AGO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm on the way to being sidetracked from my question again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which is apparently,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a very stupid question,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tha nobody,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NOBODY,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can answer except myself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which was why I HAVE NO IDEA,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why I'm posting it up here in the first place,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND WHY,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AM I,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;USING SO MUCH,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;COMMAS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And there's a fullstop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARGH SCREW SIDETRACKING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See where my problem is now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I sidetrack too much that I can't stand myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doesn't mean I can sit myself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mean,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not that I'm making sense most of the time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THERE SEE I FORGOT WHAT I WANTED TO TYPE AGAIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I lost my train of thoughts after the TV distracted me for a sec.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uh, so now what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uhm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, fic writing. I should get back to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though I'm thinking of drawing too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;About time I churned out a bunch of fanarts to post and get my ego shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not SHOT as in, SHOOT,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but like well, you get what I mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Argh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*scrolls up to see what I had written so far*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH YA THE DAMNED QUESTION.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And wow I can really do crap alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE QUESTION.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What was it again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*scrolls up to check again*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why do I keep getting sidetracked?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dunno...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*headdesks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay why was I asking that question when I don't even know the question myself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-9113966516032429765?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/9113966516032429765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=9113966516032429765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/9113966516032429765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/9113966516032429765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/03/i.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S55NP-sRT9I/AAAAAAAAA7c/95SVKOuDQYY/s72-c/yuu-kun.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-1381475710655586168</id><published>2010-03-13T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T19:06:38.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S5tvmFW5m6I/AAAAAAAAA6g/XW7pTFd930g/s1600-h/blah.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 40px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448070874298686370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S5tvmFW5m6I/AAAAAAAAA6g/XW7pTFd930g/s400/blah.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Oh ghosh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm getting a new "want" onto my stupid list &gt;:\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want a pair of long leg warmers. Preferably black, have at leat 1 buckle thingy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some stupid sgclubber put a pic of it onto her market thread and tell me its not for sale =__=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I WANT LEG WARMERS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then wear with one of my weird skirts to weird my family out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm getting more surreal everyday -__-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ghosh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Current "want" list(just felt like listing out..):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;KANDA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;KANDA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;KANDA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kanda plushie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Noche artbook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leg warmers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A radical bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The chain badge-thingy I saw in taiwan but (stupidly)nvr buy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the GLP shirt on the forum thing. (ITS SOLD._.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Etcetc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so damned greedy la .__.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But can't help it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I suppose there's supposed to be more on the idiot list, but i don't want think le.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Later think liao become even sadder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sheesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And..why are all the rad tops/skirts/pants/etc all so damned ex?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even the second-hand ones =_=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&gt;_&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe I should start picking up tailoring, then can make them myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or I should start saving more. Then spend. But that's...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I HATE WINDOW-ONLINE-SHOPPING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though I DID get my Neko hoodie from there :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah, that makes me feel lots better^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and uh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gonna blog random ltr on the random blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;later cuz im using the deskie now, later gonna use laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.__.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That reminds me (I dunno why but it just did..), I've got lotsa work to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, cya till the next time I feel like being uh..crappy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-1381475710655586168?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/1381475710655586168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=1381475710655586168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1381475710655586168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1381475710655586168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-ghosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S5tvmFW5m6I/AAAAAAAAA6g/XW7pTFd930g/s72-c/blah.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-3949687021858489030</id><published>2010-03-11T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T22:52:32.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S5kC7wButUI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/bTJHxe3pFXI/s1600-h/1580784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447388449809020226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S5kC7wButUI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/bTJHxe3pFXI/s400/1580784.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah, I can't RESIST putting that pic up again. e.e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pardon meh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uhm anyways the only purpose of this post (if there ever was...) was to announce:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I HAD MAI MANGO PUDDING JUST NOW &gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though it'ld be better with milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the fridge just ran out of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I HAD MY PUDDING!!! &gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want one with milk tml.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I should probably get some from the supermart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though I think..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The pudding ran out.&lt;br /&gt;D:&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*drops non-existent shopping bag*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-3949687021858489030?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/3949687021858489030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=3949687021858489030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/3949687021858489030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/3949687021858489030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/03/ah-i-cant-resist-putting-that-pic-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S5kC7wButUI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/bTJHxe3pFXI/s72-c/1580784.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-3125874161281242639</id><published>2010-03-10T13:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T13:49:34.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S5cwgFgvnII/AAAAAAAAA6I/TGy18RelRpU/s1600-h/409770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S5cwgFgvnII/AAAAAAAAA6I/TGy18RelRpU/s200/409770.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446875602121366658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm using firefoxy for once to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY updated my link thing.&lt;br /&gt;:\&lt;br /&gt;and uh.&lt;br /&gt;Was watching a random comedian talking about cold snaps.&lt;br /&gt;and disability parking lots.&lt;br /&gt;and single parking lots.&lt;br /&gt;and gay parking lots.&lt;br /&gt;And haru's haruharu interview thing.&lt;br /&gt;And Kufufufu thing.&lt;br /&gt;OH YA.&lt;br /&gt;I found out kuroshitsuji's starting up again in july.&lt;br /&gt;Though sebby-chan and ciel would not be appearing as much.&lt;br /&gt;And a new butler(plus new master)'s coming in.&lt;br /&gt;The butler's voiced by Takahiro sakurai, aka Kanda's voice actor.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that give me reason to anticipate it?&lt;br /&gt;though no sebby..&lt;br /&gt;the new butler the hairstyle not as nice..&lt;br /&gt;though he looks a bit like sebby too..&lt;br /&gt;The new master looks like a spoilt brat. Voiced by Mizuki Nana, aka Akashiya Moka's voicy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay why am I even talking about new anime's?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway while I'm at it it seems that theres about 70% chance DGM's starting too, but in late december.&lt;br /&gt;Given Hoshino-sensei doesn't fall sick/break her hand again, that is.&lt;br /&gt;But I can understand why she keeps breaking her hand...&lt;br /&gt;*cough* *cough* *coughblood*&lt;br /&gt;My doujin...still stick at page 7..&lt;br /&gt;Fic's...I guess readers have to wait a looooong while moar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay end of anime talk.&lt;br /&gt;I found that my neko hoodie's arm warmer things have "Fetishism" printed on them. o__o&lt;br /&gt;Uh, no comment. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel cold.&lt;br /&gt;The fan's been blowing directly on my right arm for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like meowing.&lt;br /&gt;Where's meowmeow?!&lt;br /&gt;Didn't hear him since last night.&lt;br /&gt;He tried to bite me around 5 times. (or more?)&lt;br /&gt;All missed.&lt;br /&gt;Phailcat. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want pudding.&lt;br /&gt;Mango pudding.&lt;br /&gt;Milk one also can.&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/280883138860934511-3125874161281242639?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/3125874161281242639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=3125874161281242639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/3125874161281242639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/3125874161281242639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-using-firefoxy-for-once-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S5cwgFgvnII/AAAAAAAAA6I/TGy18RelRpU/s72-c/409770.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-2061568212370163831</id><published>2010-03-09T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T15:06:04.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S5Xxv61Q2AI/AAAAAAAAA54/JXdGmZ7LR-8/s1600-h/359312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446525129923287042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S5Xxv61Q2AI/AAAAAAAAA54/JXdGmZ7LR-8/s200/359312.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want a Kanda shirt so bad. But can't find.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm making one myself at the stall in CP, the personalize shirt one.&lt;br /&gt;Or two, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;I think they have cheaper price for bulk order, so when you want a persoalize shirt tell me, buy tgt got cheaper price(ba)&lt;br /&gt;If buy 2 =$38&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulk one no idea. I suppose is class tee price ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna draw my own Kanda motifs when I have time.&lt;br /&gt;.__.&lt;br /&gt;The problem is..&lt;br /&gt;I don't (rly) have time.&lt;br /&gt;And..&lt;br /&gt;Uhh..&lt;br /&gt;I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;While I'm at it randpomities can decide if you want group shirt or not.&lt;br /&gt;I can draw personalize chars (if you want)&lt;br /&gt;but I've got a feeling I would take a super long time.&lt;br /&gt;Argh, its probably fact, not feeling since there's 99.99% chance that I WILL take a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Unless its just lineart. That one very fast.&lt;br /&gt;White on black BG or black on white BG.&lt;br /&gt;If we getting everyone have one plus my one(or two) Kanda tees, We would be considered bulk ordering le ba.&lt;br /&gt;8+2=10&lt;br /&gt;Wait...dumpling no need right? ._.&lt;br /&gt;Uhh whatever count her in first.&lt;br /&gt;10..they would probably charge $150(or more, since every shirt's gonnabe diff..)&lt;br /&gt;.___.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I want my Kanda tee.&lt;br /&gt;I sound like a stupid obsessed fangirl. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am.&lt;br /&gt;No wait I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just an obsessed...uhh...&lt;br /&gt;fish.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, obsessed fish.&lt;br /&gt;Though I somewhat think that this's going beyond obsession. xD&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-2061568212370163831?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/2061568212370163831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=2061568212370163831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2061568212370163831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2061568212370163831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want-kanda-shirt-so-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S5Xxv61Q2AI/AAAAAAAAA54/JXdGmZ7LR-8/s72-c/359312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-1223932594846006384</id><published>2010-03-08T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T23:41:00.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S5UYd2fEToI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Nf7iHEifJrE/s1600-h/1580784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446286225495576194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S5UYd2fEToI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Nf7iHEifJrE/s200/1580784.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YES I KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS ARE GONNA SAY AND I'M REPLYING RIGHT NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't mind the nudity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Argh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But can't resist putting it up here @_@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uhm. What was I gonna say before I..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THERE'S AN IDIOT SONG ON THE TV INTERRUPTING MY BRAINWAVES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm trying very hard to remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still can't rmb. I have a feeling its quite an important piece of crab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CRAP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uhm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn, I seriously forgot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think its Kanda's fault?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay maybe not. It's just me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm losing count of times that I simply forget what I've got to say right after posting a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So ya, not Kanda-sama's fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eh but...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dang, furgeddit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't care. Anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I don't care since the start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm thinking: "This is becoming a very long piece of crap."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And is wondering why I'm spending so much time here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Geeeeeehhhh...=__=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I should stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The TV's becoming very annoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"BANG."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"BOOM.BOOM"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Meet you at the bballcourt."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Houhouhumph."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"MISSY!!!SEE!!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"WOooooO~"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Thankyou."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Says the tv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't really catch up, but that's basically what it said when I gave it the blaming glare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright, that was nonsense again, I give up, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-1223932594846006384?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/1223932594846006384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=1223932594846006384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1223932594846006384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1223932594846006384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/03/yes-i-know-what-you-guys-are-gonna-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S5UYd2fEToI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Nf7iHEifJrE/s72-c/1580784.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-2731341780079326792</id><published>2010-03-04T17:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T17:32:59.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S49-FXFgZtI/AAAAAAAAA5A/chAyEWIqX0g/s1600-h/337354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 138px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444709105075775186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S49-FXFgZtI/AAAAAAAAA5A/chAyEWIqX0g/s200/337354.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me is hungry, but me feels full.&lt;br /&gt;But me hungry.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;When the hell's kino/ c.c importing Noche?! T__T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-2731341780079326792?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/2731341780079326792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=2731341780079326792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2731341780079326792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2731341780079326792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/03/me-is-hungry-but-me-feels-full.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S49-FXFgZtI/AAAAAAAAA5A/chAyEWIqX0g/s72-c/337354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-574113499713503125</id><published>2010-03-03T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T23:05:45.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S456miBQyNI/AAAAAAAAA44/Ka1_dfe1oNc/s1600-h/17061270.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444423801923225810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S456miBQyNI/AAAAAAAAA44/Ka1_dfe1oNc/s200/17061270.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I FINALLY HIT 250 POSTS OF CRAP/RUBBISH/WHATEVA!!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end of yet again, another rubbish post-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-574113499713503125?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/574113499713503125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=574113499713503125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/574113499713503125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/574113499713503125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/03/okay-im-supposed-to-be-blogging-at-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S456miBQyNI/AAAAAAAAA44/Ka1_dfe1oNc/s72-c/17061270.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-8643762971615598908</id><published>2010-03-02T16:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T16:57:42.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S4zRj3myaoI/AAAAAAAAA4U/8LtJR1m2znM/s1600-h/409775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443956463736351362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S4zRj3myaoI/AAAAAAAAA4U/8LtJR1m2znM/s200/409775.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was cleaning the bunny cage just now.&lt;br /&gt;No idea how long it's been since the last cleanout, but...&lt;br /&gt;I found...&lt;br /&gt;Unidentified..&lt;br /&gt;species..&lt;br /&gt;of..&lt;br /&gt;MUSHROOMS..&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;BEANSPROUTS..&lt;br /&gt;in the..&lt;br /&gt;too fertile..&lt;br /&gt;COMPOST HEAP..&lt;br /&gt;that USED to be..&lt;br /&gt;chocolate droppings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally found out how stubborn mushroom roots can be.&lt;br /&gt;And if the new breed of home-bred mutant mushroom was some form of cure for something, like a disease or something,&lt;br /&gt;I just washed the forest down the drain. And the moyashi too.&lt;br /&gt;The beanstalks were so incredibly tall that its hard to believe they ARE beansprouts.&lt;br /&gt;And uh, a colony of ants. And some unidentifiavle critters.&lt;br /&gt;It was becoming a mini-undergrowth garden.&lt;br /&gt;SEE THE POWER OF MUTANT BUNNY CHOCOLATE DROPPINGS!!!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Okay that was...nonsensical.&lt;br /&gt;Where did the spores(and beans) come from anyway? o___o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-8643762971615598908?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/8643762971615598908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=8643762971615598908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8643762971615598908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8643762971615598908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-was-cleaning-bunny-cage-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S4zRj3myaoI/AAAAAAAAA4U/8LtJR1m2znM/s72-c/409775.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-133805616010497687</id><published>2010-02-28T15:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T15:43:45.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S4oebZx6CdI/AAAAAAAAA4M/KUx6xQ_TW1w/s1600-h/braidy.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443196555756177874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 59px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S4oebZx6CdI/AAAAAAAAA4M/KUx6xQ_TW1w/s200/braidy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mmmm...I suppose there's something I wanna blog but...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should not bloggit here :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secret x3!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-133805616010497687?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/133805616010497687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=133805616010497687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/133805616010497687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/133805616010497687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/02/mmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S4oebZx6CdI/AAAAAAAAA4M/KUx6xQ_TW1w/s72-c/braidy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-5509606212120848055</id><published>2010-02-25T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:01:15.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S4ZzuS5BloI/AAAAAAAAA4E/Oo08BRZHnQI/s1600-h/okay.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 40px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442164438906017410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S4ZzuS5BloI/AAAAAAAAA4E/Oo08BRZHnQI/s200/okay.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dreamt of Kanda again last night rofl. He "was in the same school" as me?! o_o&lt;br /&gt;Uh, so hopefully its accurate? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^That was just...suddenly remembered.&lt;br /&gt;I was about to blag a single sentence this time since i'm too tired to do another quiz.&lt;br /&gt;I mean BLOG. Not blag. (lazy backspace.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think I'm not making sense most of the time but who cares everyone(?) understands what I'm saying. Or not. Whatever. Muhahahahaha."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-5509606212120848055?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/5509606212120848055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=5509606212120848055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/5509606212120848055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/5509606212120848055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/02/dreamt-of-kanda-again-last-night-rofl.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S4ZzuS5BloI/AAAAAAAAA4E/Oo08BRZHnQI/s72-c/okay.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-3349552491459310068</id><published>2010-02-24T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T00:25:50.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S4QAIPvUYQI/AAAAAAAAA38/7O9qbcfzbEc/s1600-h/Wallpaper_Lavi___Allen___Kanda_by_Timagirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441474391434354946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S4QAIPvUYQI/AAAAAAAAA38/7O9qbcfzbEc/s200/Wallpaper_Lavi___Allen___Kanda_by_Timagirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;;P Today, a random supermarket in J8 witnessed 5 random teenagers walking in randomly for half an hour without purpose, passing by random shelves and walking out randomly later with random chocolate bars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were randomly gathering due to a random Fish. She wanted to pass random souviniers to the others, but randomly forgotten them on her way out after a random house-key search that randomly lasted for 15 minutes. It ended up to be a random gathering with no point that randomly consisted of watching a random movie, walking around randomly, visiting random supermarkets, visiting random places, taking a very long random bus ride and finally, having a random dinner at subway in a random mall they all had randomly patronized for at least 4 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So uh, it was a random day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-3349552491459310068?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/3349552491459310068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=3349552491459310068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/3349552491459310068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/3349552491459310068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/02/p-today-random-supermarket-in-j8.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S4QAIPvUYQI/AAAAAAAAA38/7O9qbcfzbEc/s72-c/Wallpaper_Lavi___Allen___Kanda_by_Timagirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-1581954406935689620</id><published>2010-02-20T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:50:01.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S3_2NCpqM5I/AAAAAAAAA30/Ab1Cfn2ncHQ/s1600-h/kandacloseup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440337578797183890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 79px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S3_2NCpqM5I/AAAAAAAAA30/Ab1Cfn2ncHQ/s200/kandacloseup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mission: Drag time at Aunt house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mode: Stuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mood: ???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right...so I'm currently stuck in my aunt's house, parent Mahjonging and I'm uh, using the computer.(duh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forgot to bring my phone which has the stupid pictures from my trip, and I was intending to do a picture slideshow (with all my retarded narratives..) .__.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then, no phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was catching up reading Kuroshitsuji and foruming randomly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But not I have nothing to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unless I open up my (abandoned..)word document that I should really complete and submit very soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uh, I mean the fanfic chapter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gah, oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there's like, no privacy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids peek randomly at my screen.... .____.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Alt-tab*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-1581954406935689620?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/1581954406935689620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=1581954406935689620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1581954406935689620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1581954406935689620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/02/mode-stuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S3_2NCpqM5I/AAAAAAAAA30/Ab1Cfn2ncHQ/s72-c/kandacloseup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-2288929205065968661</id><published>2010-02-11T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:48:52.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S3PDgCvDt8I/AAAAAAAAA3s/Pp4EomqwynI/s1600-h/img_19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436904130423797698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S3PDgCvDt8I/AAAAAAAAA3s/Pp4EomqwynI/s200/img_19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alriitey I wuz gonna do quiz n0.4 bt chill suggested I stop till I come back.&lt;br /&gt;(Actually is I give her choices help me pick..)&lt;br /&gt;so yah, I stop till I come back xD&lt;br /&gt;kufufufu.&lt;br /&gt;My fingers keep wanting to type kufafafa(?!)&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-2288929205065968661?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/2288929205065968661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=2288929205065968661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2288929205065968661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2288929205065968661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/02/alriitey-i-wuz-gonna-do-quiz-n0.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S3PDgCvDt8I/AAAAAAAAA3s/Pp4EomqwynI/s72-c/img_19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-2396268928238071438</id><published>2010-02-11T11:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T11:45:15.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S3N0u4C-kWI/AAAAAAAAA3k/5YIQS7sijw0/s1600-h/allenmoyashipull2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436817523833999714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S3N0u4C-kWI/AAAAAAAAA3k/5YIQS7sijw0/s200/allenmoyashipull2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Fill out the numbers with RANDOMITY characters' names before answering the questions below and put the name of the character in the parenthesis after the number in the question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Fish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Mushroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Ice cube&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Crystal ball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Jelly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Bunny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) Bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) Ribbon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) Dumpling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) Strawberry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Since some Qns do not apply to RL-ness I shall twisht them into something else more random. And uhh mostly girls up there so yah, change the pairing stuff also. xD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.) What if #1 (Fish) and #2 (Mushroom) became dinner? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You get fish stewed with mushroom. Or mushroom fish soup. (I'm getting hungry..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.) Do you think #5 (Jelly) and #8 (Ribbon) would be a good pair?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Definitely no. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw you get jelly strips mixing them tgt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.) What would happen if you lock #1 (Fish), #10 (Strawberry), and #9 (Dumpling) in a room? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmmmm.....Fish would start chewing the strawberry that chews back and dumpling would sit at one corner chewing herself waiting to be let out and get away from the chewingness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.) #2 (Mushroom) and #6 (Bunny) were tasked to prepare dinner. What do they cook? ...? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do mushrooms cook?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But seeing her recent obsessions I think she would prepare mushroom cereal. But cereal's for breakfast right? o_o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bunny would be lucky if she didn't make the kitchen explode. I think she would try making carrot stew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm. Mushroom cereal dunked in carrot stew. Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.) If #3 (Ice cube) and #7 (Bear) would to organize a outing, where would it be and how would would it go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They would basically be arguing where to go. Go get frozen in the north pole or go hunting in the forest. Personally I prefer going hunting than get frozen xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I guess in the end they would end up doing something like, uhh ice skating in a forest hunting for rabbits?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.) What do you think is the theme song of #4 (Crystal) and #5 (Jelly)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O____o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmmmm.... is there any song with "GYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!" in the title? xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It would work perfectly for both of them. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.) What kind of wedding would #7 (Bear) and #8 (Ribbon) have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*choke*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*choke*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*choke*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;None!!!!!!! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.) If #3 (Ice cube) and #1 (Fish) were suddenly in a fairy-tale-ish world, what part would they play? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Icecube= Random cube narrating the story, gives up and then joins the fun xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fish= ....random killer flying rabbit-munching coriander gold cat fish residing in a random pond catching random unsuspecting passerbys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.) What would happen after #10 (Strawberry) and #6 (Bunny) found themselves both needing the only toilet closeby at the same time(urgent!)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strawberry would ram into the toilet heck-caring about bunny and poor usagi would uhh....hop around outside until strawberry's done. xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.) What kind of book would #9 (Dumpling) be reading?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmmm.... Basic alphabets would do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A for agony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B for blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C for corpse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D for death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you get the idea xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11.) What topic would most likely be talked about by #2 (Mushroom) and #5 (Jelly)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M: "Kufufufufu...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J: "AHHH SHADDAP!!!! YOU CRAZY MUSHROOM!!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12.) How would #6 (Bunny) confess to #8 (Ribbon)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't ask me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13.) #3 (Ice cube) and #10 (Strawberry) are going to fight. What did they disagree upon and who do you think would win? (and what kind of fight would they have..?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O_O I DON'T CARE I HIDE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14.) For what reason does #7 (Bear) sneak inside #1's (Fish) house at night? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think she lost her way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15.) What are the words that #4 (Crystal) would say as s/he is about to eat #9 (Dumpling)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm hungry."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16.) If #7 (Bear) would rule a kingdom, who would be his/her spouse? ...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o_o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another bear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or hu-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...nvm xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17.) #3 (Ice cube) turned into an animal..! (out of curiosity, what kind of animal is s/he? 8D) #4 (Crystal) picks him/her up. How are their days together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can an Ice cube become an animal? o__o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...I think she would become a bird-ice-cube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, a ice cube with wings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so when crystal picks her up....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MADNESS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18.) If #5 (Jelly) fails an exam, how can #10 (Strawberry) persuade him/her to study?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o_______o'''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strawberry's very hardworking herself so maybe she'll lock jelly in a room with her and force her to study with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or she can say "Study or I'll bite you to death. Kufufufu."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19.) Who would you rather go out with? #8 (Ribbon), or #9 (Dumpling)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I prefer staying in my fishtank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20.) If you would draw something that has #2 (Mushroom) and #6 (Bunny) [only] in it, what scene of the two would you like to draw?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mushroom whacking bunny for real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL ok. Done xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ribbon's not an official part of randomities but i put him there since there's only 9 of us and he has a nick we all know xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, what next? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I'm flying tml~~)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-2396268928238071438?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/2396268928238071438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=2396268928238071438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2396268928238071438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2396268928238071438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/02/fill-out-numbers-with-randomity.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S3N0u4C-kWI/AAAAAAAAA3k/5YIQS7sijw0/s72-c/allenmoyashipull2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-4858790378337600132</id><published>2010-02-10T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T23:01:12.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S3K-vrTQ0sI/AAAAAAAAA3c/a8frIIKIs4A/s1600-h/kandaisdispleased.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436617426476257986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S3K-vrTQ0sI/AAAAAAAAA3c/a8frIIKIs4A/s200/kandaisdispleased.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol that pic's from MONG!!!! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As mentioned I've decided to do a Rosario+Vampire version of the quiz thingy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't have strong impression of the series but, who cares? xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Fill out the numbers with R+V characters' names before answering the questions below and put the name of the character in the parenthesis after the number in the question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Shirayuki Mizore &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Shuzen Kokoa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Sendou Yukari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Nekonome Shizuka &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Kurono Kurumu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Ginei Morioka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) Toujou Ruby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) Aono Tsukune&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) Akashiya Moka(Inner)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) Akashiya Moka(Outer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.) What if #1 (Mizore) and #2 (Kokoa) became canon?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it even possible when Mizore's psyched with tsukune(hell knows why..) and Kokoa has a sister complex? :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Impossible. End of story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.) Do you think #5 (Kurumu) and #8 (Tsukune) would be a good pair?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, so-so..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tsukune probably would suffocate to death first. *cough*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait, Yukari-chan won't allow Tsukune to be with anyone other than Moka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the others too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So uhh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dunno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't particualrly like the pair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.) What would happen if you lock #1 (Mizore), #10 (Outer Moka), and #9 (Inner Moka) in a room?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically nothing would happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mizore-chan would hide in a corner and In-out Moka, being one, would just uh..wait to be let out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if Miz-chan feels exceptionally brave she would freeze Moka first before hiding in a corner waiting to be let out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So nothing happens, much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.) #2 (Kokoa) and #6 (Ginei) were tasked to prepare dinner. What do they cook?...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personally i don't think Kokoa's any good at cooking. She would only make the kitchen explode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ginei-kun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that I'm being prejudiced or anything, but I bet he would be out looking for babes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.) If #3 (Yukari) and #7 (Ruby) would have a date, where would it be and how would would it go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhm I don't think they're homo, sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol but if its like a normal girly outing, I think Yukari would bug Ruby to go to *cough*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhm nevermind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bet they would find similar interests after that though, seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.)What do you think is the theme song of #4 (Nekonome) and #5 (Kurumu)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhm anything with a cat meowing randomly in the song for Nekonome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kurumu... Is there any song titled "I'm desperate" or something similar? -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course there's always the respective char theme songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.) What kind of wedding would #7 (Ruby) and #8 (Tsukune) have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A wrecked up one. The other girls would definitely say no. Violently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.) If #3 (Yukari) and #1 (Mizore) were suddenly in a fairy-tale-ish world, what part would they play?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yukari= Witch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mizore= Yukionna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not creative enough?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then.......dunno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.) What would happen after #10 (Outer Moka) and #6 (Ginei) found themselves together in bed??!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh basically the most feared scene in the manga...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Ginei would not be there though, (escaped) but since he would be the most likely culprit, the others would drag him out from whatever wolfie den he's in and the summon inner Moka out to trash him up before interrogation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.) What kind of book would #9 (Inner Moka) be reading?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's difficult.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Books on...cookery, maybe? (Since she's so...bad at it..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11.) What topic would most likely be talked about by #2 (Kokoa) and #5 (Kurumu)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do they even talk to each other?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmnnn...the only common subject they would be having is to maybe how to seperate Moka from Tsukune.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12.) How would #6 (Ginei) confess to #8 (Tsukune)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is that even POSSIBLE?!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As far as i know Ginei's the STRAIGHTEST, MOST GIRL-LOVING &lt;s&gt;lecher&lt;/s&gt; wolf I'd ever knew. Both IRL and Non-IRL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unless Tsukune turned into a girl, then Ginei woul basically throw a "I like you" Then start...*cough*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13.) #3 (Yukari) and #10 (Outer Moka) are going to fight. What did they disagree upon and who do you think would win? (and what kind of fight would they have..?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If they EVEN fight (I don't think Outer Moka would EVER fight anyone..) I think its about....Tsukune?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl catfight would do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14.) For what reason does #7 (Ruby) sneak inside #1's (Mizore) house at night?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think she will but if she does I think she's on a hunt for a Tsukune in hiding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15.) What are the words that #4 (Nekonome) would say as s/he is about to kill #9 (Inner Moka)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think Nekonome's aggressive enough to want kill someone...and its inner moka at that -__-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if she gets riled enough to actually want to do so, I think she would say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You stole my fish."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, lol all you want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16.) If #7 (Ruby) would rule a kingdom, who would be his/her spouse?...? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...She would pick tsukune, definitely, then give all the power to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I bet she would be overthrown in no time by the others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17.) #3 (Yukari) turned into an animal..! (out of curiosity, what kind of animal is s/he? 8D) #4 (Nekonome) picks him/her up. How are their days together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Yukari would be a....rowdy kitten?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Nekonome picks her up and has more furry cat days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18.) If #5 (Kurumu) fails an exam, how can #10 (Outer Moka) persuade him/her to study?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kurumu already fails exams -__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Outer Moka can persuade her by just going out with Tsukune when she's in mugging detention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'll get better points and show you Moka!!!Then he'll be mine!!!! "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19.) Who would you rather go out with? #8 (Tsukune), or #9 (Inner Moka)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm... I'm more for guys but I don't like Tsukune's pattern =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If its just the literal sense of going out, inner moka please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20.) If Ikeda-sensei would give you an official art that has #2 (Kokoa) and #6 (Ginei) [only] in it, what scene of the two would you like her to draw for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kokoa bitch slapping Ginei for Q.9.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I didn't particualrly have a strong like/impression for this series but doing the quiz was still fun xP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe half prince next time, but i can't rly rmb ALL of the char names ^^;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think I'm getting hooked on this, mong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-4858790378337600132?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/4858790378337600132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=4858790378337600132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/4858790378337600132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/4858790378337600132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/02/lol-that-pics-from-mong-xd-as-mention.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S3K-vrTQ0sI/AAAAAAAAA3c/a8frIIKIs4A/s72-c/kandaisdispleased.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-7870096475437741615</id><published>2010-02-09T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T23:20:36.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S3FxgnNX9nI/AAAAAAAAA3U/6f70DWPsgs8/s1600-h/022uj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436251030307731058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S3FxgnNX9nI/AAAAAAAAA3U/6f70DWPsgs8/s200/022uj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ^ Noche the great DGM artbook's cover &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaysu, I'm gonna do a seriously random thing inspi-ALRIGHT COPIED from mongmong, Though I changed KHR to DGM :D(since I don't watch KHR but it looks fun...)&lt;br /&gt;Ignore me if you want to, do it if you think its fun xP. Tell me when you did it too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Fill out the numbers with DGM characters' names before answering the questions below and put the name of the character in the parenthesis after the number in the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Kanda Yuu (ALWAYS NUMBER ONE!!! &gt;:O)&lt;br /&gt;2) Timcanpy&lt;br /&gt;3) Allen walker&lt;br /&gt;4) Lavi&lt;br /&gt;5) Cross marian&lt;br /&gt;6) Tyki&lt;br /&gt;7) Kanda's Golem&lt;br /&gt;8) Lero&lt;br /&gt;9) Rhode&lt;br /&gt;10) The Earl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) What if #1 (Kanda) and #2 (Timcanpy) became canon?&lt;br /&gt;Canon? O_o *goes wiki*&lt;br /&gt;*comes back after a considerable amount of time*&lt;br /&gt;Uhh...official?&lt;br /&gt;o____o (correct me if i'm wrong..)&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN THEY BECOME OFFICIAL?!?!?!?!? WT*?!?!?!?! (is it even possible..?)&lt;br /&gt;but if they did..&lt;br /&gt;I think Allen would cry.&lt;br /&gt;And the world basically meets the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Do you think #5 (Cross marian) and #8 (Lero) would be a good pair?&lt;br /&gt;Uhmmmm.......*thinks very hard*&lt;br /&gt;If Lero was female, maybe...&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;Golems are generally unisex right? ._. So i don't think Cross would actually take interest in Lero..&lt;br /&gt;Unless..&lt;br /&gt;He suddenly developed a fetish or something.... &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing this, I would say no for now? o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) What would happen if you lock #1 (Kanda), #10 (Earl), and #9 (Rhode) in a room?&lt;br /&gt;Uhh that's scary. I would seriously prefer if it was Kanda, Allen and Lavi in a room. Don't ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;But uhh...if you ask me what would happen...&lt;br /&gt;I think Kanda's pretty much dead. T_T&lt;br /&gt;NUUUU HE CAN'T DIE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) #2 (Timcanpy) and #6 (Tyki) were tasked to prepare dinner. What do they cook?&lt;br /&gt;...? Hmm. tyki would probably prepare raw koi or something. Tim...&lt;br /&gt;I think he would just steal whatever had been cooked, so yeah he steals the Koi sashimi.&lt;br /&gt;Then in the end nothing's up for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) If #3 (Allen) and #7 (Kanda's golem)&lt;--?!?!?!?! would have a date, where would it be and how would would it go?&lt;br /&gt;If that happened...&lt;br /&gt;If that hap...pe..ned...&lt;br /&gt;O__o&lt;br /&gt;Scary.&lt;br /&gt;Uhm i think it would be...eh...&lt;br /&gt;eh..&lt;br /&gt;Can't we just say it was Allen and Kanda having a date and the golem was tagging along(with Timcanpy)? .__.&lt;br /&gt;Then the date place could be like, anywhere. Nobody cares cuz they're well, dating xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) What do you think is the theme song of #4 (Lavi) and #5 (Cross)?&lt;br /&gt;Other from their respective theme songs...&lt;br /&gt;Lavi's kinda difficult. Hmm.. well we'll just stick to his theme song ^^;&lt;br /&gt;CROSS'S EASY. Womanizer by Britney spears xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) What kind of wedding would #7 (Kanda's golem) and #8 (Lero) have?&lt;br /&gt;Technically its kind of impossible since they're both golems ^^;&lt;br /&gt;But At least it kind of makes sense but...&lt;br /&gt;They would have a uh..golem wedding? ._. (fail answer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) If #3 (Allen) and #1 (Kanda) were suddenly in a fairy-tale-ish world, what part would they play?&lt;br /&gt;Uhm..if its sticking to "reality" a tsundere prince and a orphan-promoted-general.&lt;br /&gt;but in fandom it would be tsundere prince and cute kitten xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) What would happen after #10 (The earl) and #6 (Tyki) found themselves together in bed?&lt;br /&gt;?!!&lt;br /&gt;...Another scary situation &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But basically I think the reason they ARE in bed the first place's because the earl was trying to lull Tyki-pon to sleep, like singing a lullaby or something.&lt;br /&gt;So after they found themselves together I think Tyki would just grouch and continue letting the earl sing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) What kind of book would #9 (Rhode) be reading?&lt;br /&gt;Sadistic fairytales that little girls should not be reading.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe, sadistic yaoi manga that little girls are not supposed to be reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.) What topic would most likely be talked about by #2 (Timcanpy) and #5 (Cross)?&lt;br /&gt;How to bully Allen more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.) How would #6 (Tyki) confess to #8 (Lero)?&lt;br /&gt;Uhm..threaten him with a flood of tease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.) #3 (Allen) and #10 (The earl) are going to fight. What did they disagree upon and who do you think would win? (and what kind of fight would they have..?)&lt;br /&gt;Whoo basically the most possible situation so far, and its like coming soon in the manga :D&lt;br /&gt;Well if they fight soon seeing the storyline, its probably because The earl was bullying kanda too mu-&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;*cough*&lt;br /&gt;Politically correctly I should say he was fighting cuz he's an exorcist defending his friends :D&lt;br /&gt;And Allen would win sooner or later anyways. he's the protagonist(godmode~), come on... &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.) For what reason does #7 (Kanda's golem) sneak inside #1's (Kanda) house at night?&lt;br /&gt;For no other reason than to go home -_-''&lt;br /&gt;It does not even need to sneak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.) What are the words that #4 (Lavi) would say as s/he is about to kill #9 (Rhode)?&lt;br /&gt;If i'm not wrong he actually did kill her once(even though she didn't really die...) o_o&lt;br /&gt;He didn't say anything then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.) If #7 (Kanda's golem) would rule a kingdom, who would be his/her spouse?&lt;br /&gt;...? How can a golem...nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;If there MUST be a spouse, I think Timcanpy's the best choice. Better than Lero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.) #3 (Allen) turned into an animal..! (out of curiosity, what kind of animal is s/he? 8D) #4 (Lavi) picks him/her up. How are their days together?&lt;br /&gt;Allen would be a kitten.&lt;br /&gt;If Lavi picked him up days should technically be peaceful, but when Kanda's in the scene...*cough*&lt;br /&gt;Well, you get my point. xD&lt;br /&gt;If you don't, nevermind xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.) If #5 (Cross) fails an exam, how can #10 (The earl) persuade him/her to study?&lt;br /&gt;Uhh is it even possible for Cross to fail an exam? O_o&lt;br /&gt;I think the only thing the earl would persuade him is to threaten death.&lt;br /&gt;Or just attack him anyways no matter he passed or failed.&lt;br /&gt;But then, its also a possible scenario he would just stand there and laugh(if cross really did fail).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.) Who would you rather go out with? #8 (Lero), or #9 (Rhode)?&lt;br /&gt;None please-__- I don't have a fetish for umbrellas(that can talk) or little girls(that are really old women).&lt;br /&gt;Can I pick #1? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But if its picking for the literal sense of going out I would choose Lero, umbrella provides shade^^; but then again, I still choose #1 over everything in that sense.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.) If Hoshino-sensei would give you an official art that has #2 (Timcanpy) and #6 (Tyki) [only] in it, what scene of the two would you like her to draw for you?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...it would be inteesting to see Timcanpies coming out from Tyki instead of tease. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Okay took me a while to do this, but quite worthwhile xD&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to do this quizzie? :D (of course, can change into any other anime/manga/game you like. Those doing DGM tell me xD)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-7870096475437741615?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/7870096475437741615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=7870096475437741615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/7870096475437741615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/7870096475437741615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/02/seeing-this-i-would-say-no-for-now-oo-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S3FxgnNX9nI/AAAAAAAAA3U/6f70DWPsgs8/s72-c/022uj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-6347356894730417668</id><published>2010-02-08T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T22:57:55.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S3Ak3YkTVuI/AAAAAAAAA3M/Q0CX-xWJ_6U/s1600-h/whoooo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435885284142307042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 70px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S3Ak3YkTVuI/AAAAAAAAA3M/Q0CX-xWJ_6U/s200/whoooo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uhh...&lt;br /&gt;Wait, did I post already today? O_o&lt;br /&gt;Like, twice?&lt;br /&gt;.___.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;okay. Fine. I'm still gonna post again anyways.&lt;br /&gt;I just realized I have a looooooooooooooooong liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine of archives xD.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm like, dying already. From flood.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd said that before.&lt;br /&gt;Any-way-su, I forgot what I wanted to say again but remembered something that I gotta say but forgot to say earlier in the day which I had forgotten that I blogged and what was it about.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;okay that hadn't made sense?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;whatever.(too lazy backspace but hardworking enough type moar crap)&lt;br /&gt;I'm like flying off the red dot from 12th febby and comin back on the 19oo's, so yah.&lt;br /&gt;(TRY) not to sms me or something(either for CNY or...valentines? o_o) since I'm probably bringing my phone out there(too lazy transfer music to mp3 player...)&lt;br /&gt;Uhh. so yah. Unless you wanna pay the extra fees and whatnot let singtel/starhub/M1/whatever suck your cash or something.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not replying till I come back, so by the time I do it'll probably be meaningless already ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah I'm speaking like, AS IF I would be spammed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like, being forgotten already. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Hah. *shot*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-6347356894730417668?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/6347356894730417668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=6347356894730417668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/6347356894730417668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/6347356894730417668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/02/uhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S3Ak3YkTVuI/AAAAAAAAA3M/Q0CX-xWJ_6U/s72-c/whoooo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-6022356921965788574</id><published>2010-02-08T11:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T11:40:48.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S2-Gqkz4rsI/AAAAAAAAA3E/rktB5GZUCgg/s1600-h/good.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 40px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435711341253406402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S2-Gqkz4rsI/AAAAAAAAA3E/rktB5GZUCgg/s200/good.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhh uhh uhh why do I keep doing double post days(or double day posting or posting double day....argh they all don't make sense but you know what I mean&gt;_&gt;) nowadays? but uhh uhh I suddenly have this big impulse to announce this crisis...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M RUNNING OUT OF THINGS TO DO ON THE COMPUTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whew. Got it off and out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than going random sgforuming...and uh reading manga when they (FINALLY) update, and uh writing fics when I've gotthe mood(but I'm not writing anymore till I come back from Taiwan) and uh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;replying PMs on fanfic and deviart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and uh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uhhhhh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking for Kanda pics?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and uhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uhhhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, you get the point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm lifeless yeah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I should get a job when i fly back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earn money or just spend time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need money to get cosplay costumesT_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or the mats anyway, to make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhhh....so yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-End-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-6022356921965788574?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/6022356921965788574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=6022356921965788574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/6022356921965788574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/6022356921965788574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/02/nowadays-but-uhh-uhh-i-suddenly-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S2-Gqkz4rsI/AAAAAAAAA3E/rktB5GZUCgg/s72-c/good.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-6197562789725622113</id><published>2010-02-08T11:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T11:20:58.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S2-CZsb4pBI/AAAAAAAAA28/aoDgrxlRIKw/s1600-h/whee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435706653195936786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S2-CZsb4pBI/AAAAAAAAA28/aoDgrxlRIKw/s200/whee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MMMMmmmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn I'm thinking of doing cosplay nowadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody pei wo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't dare do openly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the only set I have is for a random goth catgirl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gaaah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;_&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I go for the cosplayers' gathering in march? anyone want go with me? :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.sgclub.com/singapore/attention_cosplayers_get_244970.html"&gt;http://forums.sgclub.com/singapore/attention_cosplayers_get_244970.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somebody pei wo.... T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-6197562789725622113?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/6197562789725622113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=6197562789725622113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/6197562789725622113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/6197562789725622113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/02/mmmmmmmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S2-CZsb4pBI/AAAAAAAAA28/aoDgrxlRIKw/s72-c/whee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-8422892174223172893</id><published>2010-02-04T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T18:09:04.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S2qccNdoh9I/AAAAAAAAA20/bbURLtSZGJ4/s1600-h/333423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434327908840146898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S2qccNdoh9I/AAAAAAAAA20/bbURLtSZGJ4/s200/333423.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DGM chapter 191 made me a bit sad. Kanda's past... T_T&lt;br /&gt;I like the sword he was holding as a child though.&lt;br /&gt;Mmnn...OH YA.&lt;br /&gt;I PSYCO MUST BUY NOCHE LE.&lt;br /&gt;THE NEW ILLUSTRATION BOOK FOR DGM!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;GRAAAAH!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-8422892174223172893?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/8422892174223172893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=8422892174223172893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8422892174223172893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8422892174223172893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/02/dgm-chapter-191-made-me-bit-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S2qccNdoh9I/AAAAAAAAA20/bbURLtSZGJ4/s72-c/333423.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-3473714470822073110</id><published>2010-02-04T16:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T16:19:02.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S2qBgrR62VI/AAAAAAAAA2s/jUyEgxqFn0o/s1600-h/DGM__Reading_Time_by_subaru_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 118px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434298298749606226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S2qBgrR62VI/AAAAAAAAA2s/jUyEgxqFn0o/s200/DGM__Reading_Time_by_subaru_s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;KYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UUUUUWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KYAAAA!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.________.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting ego OVERDOSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IING INTO MY HEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEEEEEEEEEEEELP!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*dies happily*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh wait I can't die yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;^This person here got over-excited upon seeing the WONDERFUL response for her works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;^And, she is still overly-drunk with pride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;^And, she's typing nonsense again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAYS, I got lucky 2 nights ago xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dreamt of cuddling with KANDA-SAMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NYAAAA!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOTHING DIRTY!!!! &gt;:O PURELY CUDDLING ONLY!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright I think I should calm down now and concentrate on not letting praises get into my head too much =___=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x3~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slap me out of this... &gt;_&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uber OOC(out-of-character) LAAAAAHS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*headdesk*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-3473714470822073110?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/3473714470822073110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=3473714470822073110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/3473714470822073110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/3473714470822073110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/02/kyyyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S2qBgrR62VI/AAAAAAAAA2s/jUyEgxqFn0o/s72-c/DGM__Reading_Time_by_subaru_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-8475658369030349263</id><published>2010-01-30T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T23:38:45.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S2RRU_O-7EI/AAAAAAAAA2k/--Q67mPszKs/s1600-h/img_08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432556471529172034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S2RRU_O-7EI/AAAAAAAAA2k/--Q67mPszKs/s200/img_08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAAAAAAH There are a few things bothering me atm.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, there's a stupid dino-human show on the tv and I can't concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;Second, I'm too lazy to turn it off.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, Images of parasite worms are flooding my head.&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly, I found myself wanting to paint my nails deep blue or glitter black.&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, I'm too lazy. Again.&lt;br /&gt;Sixth, I'd finally finished 1/6 of the stupid art thing, but found I need fixatives to keep the retarded colour on.&lt;br /&gt;Seventh, Again, I'm too lazy to go back NCHS to ask from the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Eighth, I'm getting too lazy to complete the other five.&lt;br /&gt;Ninth, I'm too lazy to finish betaing the last chapter of my fic and omg its reaching 10000 words, seriously TOO LONG.&lt;br /&gt;Tenth, I need to stop searching for manga that just keeps me from doing the things mentioned above, sans the lazy part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--end of weird random whining post--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-8475658369030349263?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/8475658369030349263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=8475658369030349263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8475658369030349263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8475658369030349263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/01/gaaaaaah-there-are-few-things-bothering.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S2RRU_O-7EI/AAAAAAAAA2k/--Q67mPszKs/s72-c/img_08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-1430506078510918347</id><published>2010-01-27T17:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T17:27:50.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S2AEqxNAdOI/AAAAAAAAA2c/P1RwkfTJkXE/s1600-h/071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431346283417728226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S2AEqxNAdOI/AAAAAAAAA2c/P1RwkfTJkXE/s200/071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S2AEqX9LFyI/AAAAAAAAA2U/iNO1cHzUfJ0/s1600-h/Photo384_Painting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431346276640429858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S2AEqX9LFyI/AAAAAAAAA2U/iNO1cHzUfJ0/s200/Photo384_Painting.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O.o took the personality test and found out I'm INTP, which according to dear wiki, " Keirsey referred to INTPs as &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Architect (Role Variant)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Architect_(Role_Variant)"&gt;Architects&lt;/a&gt;, one of the four types belonging to the temperament he called the &lt;a title="Rational temperament" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rational_temperament"&gt;Rationals&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/INTP#cite_note-1"&gt;[2]&lt;/a&gt; INTPs are one of the rarest types, accounting for about 1–5% of the population.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/INTP#cite_note-2"&gt;[3]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/INTP#cite_note-3"&gt;[4]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/INTP#cite_note-4"&gt;[5]&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the resultish thing is pretty accurate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;INTPs are pensive, analytical folks. They may venture so deeply into thought as to seem detached, and often actually are oblivious to the world around them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Uh, true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Precise about their descriptions, INTPs will often correct others (or be sorely tempted to) if the shade of meaning is a bit off. While annoying to the less concise, this fine discrimination ability gives INTPs so inclined a natural advantage as, for example, grammarians and linguists. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baka usagi~ xD "The driver was honking repeatedly..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;INTPs are relatively easy-going and amenable to almost anything until their principles are violated, about which they may become outspoken and inflexible. They prefer to return, however, to a reserved albeit benign ambiance, not wishing to make spectacles of themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.o got me!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;A major concern for INTPs is the haunting sense of impending failure. They spend considerable time second-guessing themselves. The open-endedness (from Perceiving) conjoined with the need for competence (NT) is expressed in a sense that one's conclusion may well be met by an equally plausible alternative solution, and that, after all, one may very well have overlooked some critical bit of data. An INTP arguing a point may very well be trying to convince himself as much as his opposition. In this way INTPs are markedly different from INTJs, who are much more confident in their competence and willing to act on their convictions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mmm big chunk. Dunno about this part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Mathematics is a system where many INTPs love to play, similarly languages, computer systems--potentially any complex system. INTPs thrive on systems. Understanding, exploring, mastering, and manipulating systems can overtake the INTP's conscious thought. This fascination for logical wholes and their inner workings is often expressed in a detachment from the environment, a concentration where time is forgotten and extraneous stimuli are held at bay. Accomplishing a task or goal with this knowledge is secondary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:D I LOVE E.MATHS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;INTPs and Logic -- One of the tipoffs that a person is an INTP is her obsession with logical correctness. Errors are not often due to poor logic -- apparent faux pas in reasoning are usually a result of overlooking details or of incorrect context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;O.o yes, true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Games NTs seem to especially enjoy include Risk, Bridge, Stratego, Chess, Go, and word games of all sorts. (I have an ENTP friend that loves Boggle and its variations. We've been known to sit in public places and pick a word off a menu or mayonnaise jar to see who can make the most words from its letters on a napkin in two minutes.) The INTP mailing list has enjoyed a round of Metaphore, virtual volleyball, and a few 'finish the series' brain teasers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HOW THE HELL DID THEY KNOW?!?!?!?! O_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;INTPs in the main are not clannish. The INTP mailing list, with a readership now in triple figures, was in its incipience fraught with all the difficulties of the Panama canal: we had trouble deciding:&lt;br /&gt;whether or not there should be such a group,&lt;br /&gt;exactly what such a group should be called, and&lt;br /&gt;which of us would have to take the responsibility for organization and maintenance of the aforesaid group/club/whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;o_o so yeah, we're rare weirdoes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #666677; FONT-SIZE: 18px" href="http://typelogic.com/fa.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;A Functional Analysis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Introverted Thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Introverted Thinking strives to extract the essence of the Idea from various externals that express it. In the extreme, this conceptual essence wants no form or substance to verify its reality. Knowing the Truth is enough for INTPs; the knowledge that this truth can (or could) be demonstrated is sufficient to satisfy the knower. "Cogito, ergo sum" expresses this prime directive quite succinctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...........? right......?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;In seasons of low energy level, or moments of single-minded concentration, the INTP is aloof and detached in a way that might even offend more relational or extraverted individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Extraverted iNtuition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Intuition softens and socializes Thinking, fleshing out the brittle bones of truths formed in the dominant inner world. That which is is not negotiable; yet actual application diffuses knowledge to the extent that knowledge needs qualification and context to be of any consequence in this foreign world of substance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;If Thinking can desist, the INTP is free to brainstorm, calling up the perceptions of the unconscious (i.e., intuition) which are mirrored in patterns in the realm of matter, time and space. These perceptions, in the form of theories or hunches, must ultimately defer to the inner principles, or at least they must not negate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Eek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Intuition unchained gives birth to play. INTPs enjoy games, formal or impromptu, which coax analogies, patterns and theories from the unseen into spontaneous expression in a way that defies their own comprehension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;EEEEK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Introverted Sensing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sensing is of a subjective, inner nature similar to that of the SJs. It supplies awareness of the forms of senses rather than the raw, analogic stimuli. Facts and figures seek to be cleaned up for comparison with an ever growing range of previously experienced input. Sensing assists intuition in sorting out and arranging information into the building blocks for Thinking's elaborate systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Freaky true...?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;The internalizing nature of the INTP's Sensing function leaves a relative absence of environmental awareness (i.e., Extraverted Sensing), except when the environment is the current focus. Consciousness of such conditions is at best a sometime thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Extraverted Feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Feeling tends to be all or none. When present, the INTP's concern for others is intense, albeit naive. In a crisis, this feeling judgement is often silenced by the emergence of Thinking, who rushes in to avert chaos and destruction. In the absence of a clear principle, however, INTPs have been known to defer judgement and to allow decisions about interpersonal matters to be left hanging lest someone be offended or somehow injured. INTPs are at risk of being swept away by the shadow in the form of their own strong emotional impulses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;O_______________o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay that's about it on the INTP profile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm lazy so for those very interested to know more about such weirdoes like me, go to wiki yourself ;P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/INTP"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/INTP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There I even gave you the link :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, yeah xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-1430506078510918347?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/1430506078510918347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=1430506078510918347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1430506078510918347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1430506078510918347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/01/o_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S2AEqxNAdOI/AAAAAAAAA2c/P1RwkfTJkXE/s72-c/071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-8744255315505866639</id><published>2010-01-24T00:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T01:08:36.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;NOTE!! Due to some epic failness of the stupid goldfish, read this post downside up to make sense. (lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm friggy tired now so I'll explain stuff(probably if I rmb) tml, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Becuz if I put this off till later i'll sure forget and I wanna use the blog to transfer images to the DT -__-'''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gonna do editting tml to remove messy backgrounds xD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nyahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1spKQIGMWI/AAAAAAAAA2M/AAOCxPwLxVg/s1600-h/Photo517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429979031829623138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1spKQIGMWI/AAAAAAAAA2M/AAOCxPwLxVg/s200/Photo517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally get a perfect angle(?). That's it for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1spJkx9tvI/AAAAAAAAA2E/vMLTuY5XzA0/s1600-h/Photo512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429979020194068210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1spJkx9tvI/AAAAAAAAA2E/vMLTuY5XzA0/s200/Photo512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1spJOoRXXI/AAAAAAAAA18/TvBiF_r2tB8/s1600-h/Photo510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429979014247832946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1spJOoRXXI/AAAAAAAAA18/TvBiF_r2tB8/s200/Photo510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murderous stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1spIwGq_FI/AAAAAAAAA10/xnvtvguquBY/s1600-h/Photo508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429979006053842002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1spIwGq_FI/AAAAAAAAA10/xnvtvguquBY/s200/Photo508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1spIaiv_SI/AAAAAAAAA1s/7Ty7xwYfYko/s1600-h/Photo501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429979000266030370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1spIaiv_SI/AAAAAAAAA1s/7Ty7xwYfYko/s200/Photo501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gotcha. See tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1soZT62_eI/AAAAAAAAA1k/T1-upMIONac/s1600-h/Photo499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429978191034252770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1soZT62_eI/AAAAAAAAA1k/T1-upMIONac/s200/Photo499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to catch an angle with the mirror since my hand coordinations fail.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1soZGYyndI/AAAAAAAAA1c/iq_VNSSne2U/s1600-h/Photo493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429978187401698770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1soZGYyndI/AAAAAAAAA1c/iq_VNSSne2U/s200/Photo493.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FINALLY took a picture with me cat ears T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1soY1CWDpI/AAAAAAAAA1U/-tO-pTlFbdw/s1600-h/Photo481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429978182744149650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1soY1CWDpI/AAAAAAAAA1U/-tO-pTlFbdw/s200/Photo481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUTE COUSIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1soYVZX5cI/AAAAAAAAA1M/qT52GW9V0D8/s1600-h/Photo475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429978174250804674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1soYVZX5cI/AAAAAAAAA1M/qT52GW9V0D8/s200/Photo475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She tried to copy and ended up smiling instead of scowling &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1soXxmmQeI/AAAAAAAAA1E/-nYmsvScWg8/s1600-h/Photo474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429978164642595298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1soXxmmQeI/AAAAAAAAA1E/-nYmsvScWg8/s200/Photo474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Muhaha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1snnr3EcQI/AAAAAAAAA08/JyWDrQ1VV84/s1600-h/Photo472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429977338467348738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1snnr3EcQI/AAAAAAAAA08/JyWDrQ1VV84/s200/Photo472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was bored of waiting and tried being murderous again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1snnOWhyaI/AAAAAAAAA00/Ql3ZT6Dy3lI/s1600-h/Photo464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429977330546231714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1snnOWhyaI/AAAAAAAAA00/Ql3ZT6Dy3lI/s200/Photo464.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A rose deco that really caught my eye at the restaurant :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1snm1Um8cI/AAAAAAAAA0s/TqT3hLzffrg/s1600-h/Photo450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429977323827294658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1snm1Um8cI/AAAAAAAAA0s/TqT3hLzffrg/s200/Photo450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1snmdQuOaI/AAAAAAAAA0k/_T6gCJ17Pbk/s1600-h/Photo438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429977317368543650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1snmdQuOaI/AAAAAAAAA0k/_T6gCJ17Pbk/s200/Photo438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1snmA32mWI/AAAAAAAAA0c/LzMvzYYLz4M/s1600-h/Photo430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429977309748042082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1snmA32mWI/AAAAAAAAA0c/LzMvzYYLz4M/s200/Photo430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1smzYKqhUI/AAAAAAAAA0U/61s3Rw97tgQ/s1600-h/Photo427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429976439827629378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1smzYKqhUI/AAAAAAAAA0U/61s3Rw97tgQ/s200/Photo427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I gave her that TINY HAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1smyyFicEI/AAAAAAAAA0M/6rKNNgqxGKQ/s1600-h/Photo420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429976429605580866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1smyyFicEI/AAAAAAAAA0M/6rKNNgqxGKQ/s200/Photo420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clothes hangers this time.New earring fad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1smymHS4RI/AAAAAAAAA0E/gJZ2ghIOkGI/s1600-h/Photo418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429976426391724306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1smymHS4RI/AAAAAAAAA0E/gJZ2ghIOkGI/s200/Photo418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1smyUYwEJI/AAAAAAAAAz8/4yZn_XyLQ9c/s1600-h/Photo416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429976421633101970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1smyUYwEJI/AAAAAAAAAz8/4yZn_XyLQ9c/s200/Photo416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying hard not to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1smx9zqZCI/AAAAAAAAAz0/BxFQS7TLTUo/s1600-h/Photo411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429976415571960866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1smx9zqZCI/AAAAAAAAAz0/BxFQS7TLTUo/s200/Photo411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes that's a pair of pyjama pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1smNOD7uTI/AAAAAAAAAzs/dFXaaQP6Rzo/s1600-h/Photo407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429975784280013106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1smNOD7uTI/AAAAAAAAAzs/dFXaaQP6Rzo/s200/Photo407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1smMR77lrI/AAAAAAAAAzk/ba99idB58Vk/s1600-h/Photo402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429975768140322482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1smMR77lrI/AAAAAAAAAzk/ba99idB58Vk/s200/Photo402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; asked me sis help. We ended up on a crazy photo craze taking photos for each other for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1smMOLWbhI/AAAAAAAAAzc/Z0JSBoH4gck/s1600-h/Photo389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429975767131254290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1smMOLWbhI/AAAAAAAAAzc/Z0JSBoH4gck/s200/Photo389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet da glove the secong. Not leather, unfortunately. It's sorta webbed thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1smLpMPKiI/AAAAAAAAAzU/7vBYrR3id1E/s1600-h/Photo387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429975757202860578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1smLpMPKiI/AAAAAAAAAzU/7vBYrR3id1E/s200/Photo387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1smLSgON8I/AAAAAAAAAzM/KAfGWTmLkOo/s1600-h/Photo384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429975751112669122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1smLSgON8I/AAAAAAAAAzM/KAfGWTmLkOo/s200/Photo384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1slg0ilgzI/AAAAAAAAAzE/ezplv6Q7AdE/s1600-h/Photo377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429975021515014962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1slg0ilgzI/AAAAAAAAAzE/ezplv6Q7AdE/s400/Photo377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1slgr4Y0kI/AAAAAAAAAy8/wKDUm2TJHzc/s1600-h/Photo375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429975019190538818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1slgr4Y0kI/AAAAAAAAAy8/wKDUm2TJHzc/s400/Photo375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying out some weird pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1slgGwsL0I/AAAAAAAAAy0/MNcoo87G0Os/s1600-h/Photo354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429975009226141506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1slgGwsL0I/AAAAAAAAAy0/MNcoo87G0Os/s400/Photo354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? I tied it and realized I look pretty murderous without smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1slfg8FMmI/AAAAAAAAAyk/h-KQBed_iCE/s1600-h/Photo346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429974999073370722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1slfg8FMmI/AAAAAAAAAyk/h-KQBed_iCE/s400/Photo346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair got flat ironed. It looks like this before i tied it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1skydCNwGI/AAAAAAAAAyc/WjTdXgH2au0/s1600-h/DGRAYTCG8IR2V2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429974224931242082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1skydCNwGI/AAAAAAAAAyc/WjTdXgH2au0/s400/DGRAYTCG8IR2V2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lol somehow this became photospam post again. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;Shocker news-I took about 200 pics today, counting the NG shots. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not a cameraperson but just CAN'T miss this chance O_O. Lol enjoy me and my vanity plus my sis's whees. Picked a fewore significant ones or there'll be no end to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-8744255315505866639?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/8744255315505866639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=8744255315505866639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8744255315505866639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8744255315505866639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/01/note-due-to-some-epic-failness-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1spKQIGMWI/AAAAAAAAA2M/AAOCxPwLxVg/s72-c/Photo517.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-1587247678722946288</id><published>2010-01-23T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T12:48:58.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1p-mv-U0gI/AAAAAAAAAyU/bum1yYYW8jY/s1600-h/bored.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 40px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429791504926560770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1p-mv-U0gI/AAAAAAAAAyU/bum1yYYW8jY/s400/bored.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah forgot to mention. I finally found hometown domina but it's kinda difficult(to ctch the tempo...), but I had just printed itsumo nando demo(always) and it looks kindof manageable, so im probably gonna practice it as a change from places of soul and reminisence. City of flickering destruction is just irritating( I play without writing anything on the scores, too lazy xD) and stupid. Fur elise and "Turkey march" (lol) is irritating too &gt;:O.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol just a random piano-noobist(NOT NUDIST) post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just getting the three-minute fever again after watching a vid cover for spirited away xD remind me how old that animemovie is? xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think its my first anime (not counting doraemon and stuff, duh). Can't rmb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-1587247678722946288?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/1587247678722946288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=1587247678722946288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1587247678722946288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1587247678722946288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/01/o.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1p-mv-U0gI/AAAAAAAAAyU/bum1yYYW8jY/s72-c/bored.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-2617300247973267745</id><published>2010-01-23T10:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T10:30:25.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1pd5sxxIbI/AAAAAAAAAyM/v1pcmJjPIkQ/s1600-h/stare.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 40px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429755546602381746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1pd5sxxIbI/AAAAAAAAAyM/v1pcmJjPIkQ/s400/stare.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Righto, met the senior last night, and guess what he's REALLY my senior. He went to the same course I'm gonna go in a few years ago? (1993 minus 1979?) So yeah he's a senior xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he's getting married today lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Online portfolio that he said "never touch since graduate---&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.watermanz.com/"&gt;www.watermanz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From what the senior described the course seems very fun, but he said "His time", which made it sound like, three generations away xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw I didn't show mine. Lol. Paiseh ma xP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I'm gonna go to the wedding dinner tonight and planning to go "Non-real-life", gonna go all catgirl-cosplay without the kitty ears and tail. Hopefully my mom won't overdo the make up, and if it tuns out nice I may take photos and upload here ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o.o''' MY SYF THINGY'S GETTING BEHIND SCHEDULE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-2617300247973267745?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/2617300247973267745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=2617300247973267745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2617300247973267745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2617300247973267745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/01/righto-met-senior-last-night-and-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1pd5sxxIbI/AAAAAAAAAyM/v1pcmJjPIkQ/s72-c/stare.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-1449931410224485597</id><published>2010-01-22T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T16:07:04.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1lbQ01LgMI/AAAAAAAAAyE/cTPry-UvXaM/s1600-h/DGRAYSH1SP4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429471170389573826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1lbQ01LgMI/AAAAAAAAAyE/cTPry-UvXaM/s400/DGRAYSH1SP4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty I SHOULD be (trying) to rush out my SYF thingy(fail) right now, but I CAN'T.&lt;br /&gt;Who can?&lt;br /&gt;I can't.&lt;br /&gt;Not with those noisy little ladies SCREAMING their little heads off at TOTALLY random moments at the back of my house.&lt;br /&gt;.____.&lt;br /&gt;So I shall wait till they finish after tolerating it for a couple of hours.&lt;br /&gt;Hope their dainty throats won't get sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm going out later to my third gandaunt's home :o&lt;br /&gt;Her dunno-who's getting married, and my mom's going there for fun.&lt;br /&gt;Brining me to meet someone who would be my 'senior' in the field of art and design.&lt;br /&gt;She wants bring my work for him/her(that's right, I have no idea) to critisize.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it won't be too bad :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think meowmeow has a sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;His meow turned into a squeak earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those ladies are pretty noisefuls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just bought another Kanda's-tattoo pendant and put it on my black neckcord.&lt;br /&gt;Feels kind of like a collar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes feel tired from staring at paper too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-1449931410224485597?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/1449931410224485597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=1449931410224485597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1449931410224485597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1449931410224485597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/01/alrighty-i-should-be-trying-to-rush-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1lbQ01LgMI/AAAAAAAAAyE/cTPry-UvXaM/s72-c/DGRAYSH1SP4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-7397724205569729962</id><published>2010-01-20T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T21:09:09.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1b_-Qh2DbI/AAAAAAAAAx8/ZMI6iBXxHLg/s1600-h/img_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428807845895605682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1b_-Qh2DbI/AAAAAAAAAx8/ZMI6iBXxHLg/s400/img_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just topped up my store of kandapics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahaha&lt;br /&gt;NyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahaha&lt;br /&gt;NyahahaNyahaha&lt;br /&gt;NyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahaha&lt;br /&gt;NyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahaha&lt;br /&gt;NyahahaNyahaha&lt;br /&gt;NyahahaNyahaha&lt;br /&gt;NyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahaha&lt;br /&gt;NyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahaha&lt;br /&gt;NyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahaha&lt;br /&gt;NyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahaha&lt;br /&gt;NyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahaha&lt;br /&gt;NyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahaha&lt;br /&gt;Nyahaha&lt;br /&gt;Nyahaha&lt;br /&gt;NyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahaha&lt;br /&gt;NyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahaha&lt;br /&gt;NyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahaha&lt;br /&gt;NyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahaha&lt;br /&gt;NyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NyahahaNyahahaNyahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahaNyahahavNyahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALRIGHT ENOUGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o_o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*squeak*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-7397724205569729962?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/7397724205569729962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=7397724205569729962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/7397724205569729962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/7397724205569729962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-topped-up-my-store-of-kandapics.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S1b_-Qh2DbI/AAAAAAAAAx8/ZMI6iBXxHLg/s72-c/img_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-3402119015415288272</id><published>2010-01-13T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T22:00:04.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S03Jx0ZGB8I/AAAAAAAAAx0/Vl3TEajDLOI/s1600-h/309711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426214983765985218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S03Jx0ZGB8I/AAAAAAAAAx0/Vl3TEajDLOI/s400/309711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four.&lt;br /&gt;Four years.&lt;br /&gt;Four long years of tears, anger, craziness.&lt;br /&gt;Four years of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Four years that changed me.&lt;br /&gt;Four types of people I need to sincerely give my thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Four sides of a shape complete the quadrangle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, The people who had, in anyway, ever, spoken ill of me.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you did, whatever you said, whatever you made me feel, be it accidentally or purposefully,&lt;br /&gt;I thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;Even though those days of bearing the labels thrown on me, feigning ignorance of the glances that probably meant that I'm non-more-significant than a speck of dust, and much more that I know and not know about which brought old bitterness back onto me...&lt;br /&gt;Even though the bitterness utterly consumed me many times,&lt;br /&gt;Even though it made me plunge into depths of darkness,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. *deep bow*&lt;br /&gt;I gratefully receive the gifts for which you guys made an effort.&lt;br /&gt;They helped me grow up.&lt;br /&gt;They made me who I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, the people who stayed by my side, even though I was half crazy and half insane most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;The people who fully accepted me for who I am even though I was half screwed over and threatening to break anytime.&lt;br /&gt;The people who lent me a virtual shoulder, the people who physically reminded me to smile.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;You guys reminded me that no matter how bitter I am, I still have a freaking life to live.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt not to sallow in hopeless anger.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt to accept and enjoy what I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, the people who allowed me to bitch at them, or didn't but I still did anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I am supposed to say sorry but I won't, since I firmly keep my stand that whatever I said was, and still is, correct, even though the words may have hurted anything from self-esteem to things I don't know of.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;At least I actually got my mind off the things I'm not happy about and maybe the words would have reminded you of how people look at you-what is acceptable to others and what is not.&lt;br /&gt;And the things I'm not happy about, I can seriously thank you as you acted as a mirror and allowed me to look at my own faults.&lt;br /&gt;That's a very good thing that I can thank you for.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for acting as my mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four.&lt;br /&gt;My family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I was supposed to put Kanda in &gt;_&gt; *laugh*&lt;br /&gt;But he's not exactly real, so nvm...&lt;br /&gt;But well, Kanda :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things that I rmb and want to say before closing this thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAKA USAGI!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(lol)&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...so what I had said came true so soon..&lt;br /&gt;The randomities can't be there for you anymore &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;So..in a new environment, the  bunny has to find a new carrot patch.&lt;br /&gt;I guess you already know what I'm gonna say, I sound like some naggy granny =_=&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;I still have to say.&lt;br /&gt;You are on your own now.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, We'll still be there when you come find us, but in the new environment you need to find new friends you can depend on.&lt;br /&gt;OPEN YOUR EYES.&lt;br /&gt;You don't want another dominator.&lt;br /&gt;LEARN to keep your weird temper.&lt;br /&gt;It no good to bottle, but don't explode at random times.&lt;br /&gt;Traffic light!!&lt;br /&gt;It's best if you can learn to let go.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'll keep going on if you let me =_= so I'll stop myself.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;Be happy ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOMITIES.&lt;br /&gt;Four words-I love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon.&lt;br /&gt;:o&lt;br /&gt;o_o&lt;br /&gt;O_o&lt;br /&gt;o_O&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;lol. Dunno what to say. Can't be put into words (again).&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've pretty much decided to go Nyp, Digital media design (games) after much moping around.&lt;br /&gt;;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-3402119015415288272?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/3402119015415288272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=3402119015415288272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/3402119015415288272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/3402119015415288272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S03Jx0ZGB8I/AAAAAAAAAx0/Vl3TEajDLOI/s72-c/309711.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-3114651606183987338</id><published>2010-01-11T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T17:27:48.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S0ruom-zdJI/AAAAAAAAAxs/kpeelt7sqYA/s1600-h/ecstatic.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 40px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425411082547328146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S0ruom-zdJI/AAAAAAAAAxs/kpeelt7sqYA/s400/ecstatic.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alrite the results came out, shocked me like seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L1R4-07, L1R5-10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well it didn't rly "explode cold" like dad betted xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want a Kanda as a reward :\ may I may I may I?! *w*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-3114651606183987338?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/3114651606183987338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=3114651606183987338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/3114651606183987338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/3114651606183987338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/01/muhahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S0ruom-zdJI/AAAAAAAAAxs/kpeelt7sqYA/s72-c/ecstatic.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-8038456758981320361</id><published>2010-01-09T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:14:11.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S0dZACOq7PI/AAAAAAAAAxk/Oq9Yh_4Ny8U/s1600-h/grateful.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424402133324328178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 40px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S0dZACOq7PI/AAAAAAAAAxk/Oq9Yh_4Ny8U/s400/grateful.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm gonna go a bit fan-girly today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;UWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDAKANDA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*cough* pardon me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm seriously getting too fangirlish for my own good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&gt;_&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;KANDA-SAAAAAMAAAAAAA~~~ nyaa~&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...ok that was like, totally OOC for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...3 days left to results coming out~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-8038456758981320361?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/8038456758981320361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=8038456758981320361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8038456758981320361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8038456758981320361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-gonna-go-bit-fan-girly-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S0dZACOq7PI/AAAAAAAAAxk/Oq9Yh_4Ny8U/s72-c/grateful.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-5436215873530090377</id><published>2010-01-03T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:12:22.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S0CiefskUOI/AAAAAAAAAxc/IGuJkSNx2lU/s1600-h/kanda_vector_by_shidorry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422512596142280930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S0CiefskUOI/AAAAAAAAAxc/IGuJkSNx2lU/s400/kanda_vector_by_shidorry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awwightty I think I should go Yuu-farming again. Pictures are running out(?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...that sounds kinda weird though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, imma blogging abt rubbish again today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I FINALLY GOT MY FREAKING BOOTS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're brown though I was looking for black. Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways the seconth, I bought a black hoodie and a pair of nettish-lace gloves too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a hat-hairtie which's pretty cute and given to my sis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a few wrist-thingies that i regretted wasting money on :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally got mah boots :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously though, is the stuff in SG seriously overpriced or something? :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-5436215873530090377?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/5436215873530090377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=5436215873530090377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/5436215873530090377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/5436215873530090377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/01/awwightty-i-think-i-should-go-yuu.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/S0CiefskUOI/AAAAAAAAAxc/IGuJkSNx2lU/s72-c/kanda_vector_by_shidorry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-8094305327262301454</id><published>2010-01-02T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T18:46:47.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Sz8imGkoHBI/AAAAAAAAAxU/UUZu-CBGvcE/s1600-h/kandaguitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422090514371976210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Sz8imGkoHBI/AAAAAAAAAxU/UUZu-CBGvcE/s400/kandaguitar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee the usa-usaness is back for no particular reason!!!!!!!!!!!!!! O_O&lt;br /&gt;That's totally random.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even a rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;I keep a rabbit, know a few rabbits, but i'm NOT a rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;SO WHY DOES USA-USA KEEP COMING TO HAUNT ME?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;ok that was like, totally random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I picked up piano again. not sure how long this fever would run though.&lt;br /&gt;managed to keep extracts of turkish march and fur elise in my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;:\&lt;br /&gt;then.&lt;br /&gt;uhh.&lt;br /&gt;yeah like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really rmb life in '09 was already.&lt;br /&gt;no regrets though.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The footprints created on the path are cemented and irreversable.&lt;br /&gt;Unless you go destroy the whole road, that it. But that would be pretty crazy to destroy roads to remove stupid footprints.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm speaking randomly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When can I actually try cosplaying a catgirl? :\&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-8094305327262301454?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/8094305327262301454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=8094305327262301454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8094305327262301454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8094305327262301454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2010/01/eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Sz8imGkoHBI/AAAAAAAAAxU/UUZu-CBGvcE/s72-c/kandaguitar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-2926323598258737581</id><published>2009-12-29T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T19:02:59.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Sznf9hf5arI/AAAAAAAAAxM/qjnGKoYOSFk/s1600-h/confused.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 40px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420609874574273202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Sznf9hf5arI/AAAAAAAAAxM/qjnGKoYOSFk/s400/confused.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay here's a bit of updates for what I did today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got lost for 4 mins at orchard road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to watch movie. Wanted Avatar 3D but sold out, change to the wind blow cloud one, with a rabbit and a gor-gor x3 *...goosebumps*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to otaku house and bought a neko cosplay set, but I only wanted the tail and the ears are extra since I already have a pair, but oh well &gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought popcorn. And drinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came out talking abt the crappy storyline and pretty effects. :o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wnet back to compass, bought hotdog, found out that family went out to eat and bought take-outs for meh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smsed sister. "I want to irritating you to death."-by yours sincerely's sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That kinds of remind me of kamikorosu but lol oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got locked outside house since i forgot my damned keys again and everyone else went out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went around the house to find out all the stupid doors are locked. i hate doors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the front and stared at meowmeow for 10 mins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back to the back and discovered that the back door was really locked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tried the window and discovered it wasn't locked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Climbed in through the wonderful window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ta-dah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing much happened today, as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-2926323598258737581?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/2926323598258737581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=2926323598258737581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2926323598258737581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2926323598258737581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/12/okay-heres-bit-of-updates-for-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Sznf9hf5arI/AAAAAAAAAxM/qjnGKoYOSFk/s72-c/confused.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-8072292916256012638</id><published>2009-12-21T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T21:51:38.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Sy95LEwDk_I/AAAAAAAAAxE/AGsyy5K5vIc/s1600-h/Kanda08.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417682107910820850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Sy95LEwDk_I/AAAAAAAAAxE/AGsyy5K5vIc/s400/Kanda08.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For quite a few reasons, i'm in a pretty dark mood right now for once since a very long time ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However I shall be controlling it as well as I can, for as long as I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If not...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a statement to say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But had decided to not say afterall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-8072292916256012638?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/8072292916256012638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=8072292916256012638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8072292916256012638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8072292916256012638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-quite-few-reasons-im-in-pretty-dark.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Sy95LEwDk_I/AAAAAAAAAxE/AGsyy5K5vIc/s72-c/Kanda08.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-8027925902163675034</id><published>2009-12-18T23:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T01:06:51.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SyucyHk7EnI/AAAAAAAAAw8/xsEEDl0bNd8/s1600-h/kanda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416595361684460146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SyucyHk7EnI/AAAAAAAAAw8/xsEEDl0bNd8/s400/kanda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL another formal kanda (I'm going crazy or smthing, I'm sure xD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway writing this post to thank EVERYONE who passed today with me. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone from mom, good friends, relatives, dusty to the breadstore auntie who gave me a dollar discount xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even though we did (almost) nothing today other than slacking around, eat and watch weird vids, I felt that this is like the most fufilling day for me since...I dunno when lol, since school days ain't very fufilling for me either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahh...time to make some special declarations? x3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(even to those who probably won't see this rofl...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MOM- I know I still seem super irresponsible and lazy and crap, but I'm grateful for you bringing me all over the place to buy stuff, and frying the fried stuff, and buying dinner... I'm just not good at expressing daughterinal(?) love, rofl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DAD- Thanks for the keyboard :D I'm super sorry that your leg got hurt when you carried it back to the car!!! (even though again, i never express...&gt;.&lt;) Also...alot things I dunno how start... &gt;.&lt; (not good at expressing daughterial love again)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JING-UHAHAHAHAHA TEH ARTBOOK!!! XD Even though its me that picked it up and already saw before you gave it to me as a present, I'm still really glad you have the thought :) don't be anti-social le la xD (though i think i would also be when its your turn rofl)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Next would be in random order of how I rmb... xD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DAPHNE- :DD LOVE YOU SO MUCH, your long long long birthday wish made mai day ;DD (Its my morning sms-call too lol, though its tgt with a few others that rly woke me up) 6 YEARS!!! :D Good luck for your job searching again xP, YOU ROCK TOO!!! O.O Want meet up sometime again? SOMETIME SOON~?! xD missed you...meaning figuratively and literally... &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BRANDON- o.o got alot thigs write le la long long essay le... xD heheh even though you said will lend me sleeve, I nvr use le...cuz I promised someone I'll smile today xP anyway, don't worry too much abt the movie, can make up some other day if you want lol xD And lucky you came early in the morning so can pei me buy cake then carry to the house lol :D heng arh xD abt the rest, too long le la I'll leave this as it is xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CROSSEDICECUBE- Sweat and blood...lol I love the picture x3...eh wait I'm still bothered abt smthing...the act cute? o_o rly?!?!?! lucky you point out...must change bad habit... xP Anyway, now got a whole chunk jap words in the artbook I'll work hard hard translate into romanji then understand de...ba HOMEWORK!!! xD Nya~ xD&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy today, really :)&lt;br /&gt;Eek a mosquito just bit me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CRYSTAL-PACMAN xD ohohoho I like your new hairstyle &gt;=D and I'm a meowing fish in your card xD I diedie won't let you bite me to death xD pac-man chase fish... o_o thanks!!!=D Cute bear!!! Lol I noticed you drew Kanda's eyes sort of similar to your baddies...any hidden meaning? LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NAKAMONG!!- Yay you got come^^ lol I dunno how react when I saw your origami letter xD dunno want laugh or be serious xD :3 so cute the mushroom~ xD paiseh i kidnapped your dairy for so long and write so short lol but I returned!!! xD I don't mind you getting irritated of me at times lol we're all humans... in fact i'm pretty thankful you stuck to me even through all this...I'm not an easy person to handle at times...&gt;.&gt; hey Kanda origami is like, impossible to make xD I like fishie origami!!! xP ... OH YA!!! It just occured to me humans may be the most toxic animals of all that are not meant to be toxic, seeing that we're at the toppest of the food chain...xP sooo...good luck, human predators...   &lt;p&gt;JAJAJAJA-Oooo Toucan!!! xP Supreme jelliness and blingbling shininess!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RIBBON- OwO KANDA MUG!!! xDxD And it's like, my fav design on the poker deck OwO!!! Woah it took you so much effort to get it leh o.o I feel so bad ._. BUT I REALLY LOVE THE KANDAMUG!!! OwO Thanks!!!!! Heheh your work arh, good luck arh, PAY RISE!!!! xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BAKA USAGI- O_O scared me to death just now la you...but heng you nvr vanish from the face of earth...so nvm...whew... baka usagi.... lol your card nearly made me cry even though I promised people I would not ._. the burger frontpage lost me for a moment though rofl xD I'm really happy that you entered my weird world, even though it's serioously whacked at times...rmb, nobody can control you even if you ARE a baka usagi. Btw, Lavi baka usagi is VERY intelligent lol so baka usagis may not neccessarily be dumb.&lt;br /&gt;MmmHmm, so its your own strength that made you the you today. I only gave you the (vague)blueprint, you took the courage to craft a path. Even if its not exactly perfect now, I'm sure it can be better, don't be too perfectionist though.&lt;br /&gt;The bunny ears are cute on you. xD&lt;br /&gt;See la your one so long, your fault.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CHARMMY BEAR- UWAAAAAH SRY I RLY THOUGHT I LOST YOUR CONTACT!!! O_O But hey, your cert definitely worthed more than the freaking school grad cert rofl xD Yeah S^wEET 16 xD I'm so sealing it in a bullet-proof bag, locking it in a treasure cheat with a crazy password, then lock it in another chest with alien-invasion proof functions, then hide it in my closet rofl. Tgt with the other gifts, of course^^ o.o the hp strap will definitely remind me of you and usagi without fail :3 RABBIT AND BEAR!!! (I really find the pair super cute xD)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MEAOW- You made me worry whole day ._.*stare* but I kept my promise and smiled the entire span of my birthday :) so...your promise leh? ._. *stare* btw, I'm so keeping the crystal ball the way mentioned above. Hahas. Meaow~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meowmeow- You ate the curtain again. no dinner for you tml. Nah jk xD you're a kool kat today xD even if mom says otherwise.. oh ya don't stick to brandon so much, you gay arh o_o STICK TO MEEEE!!!! xD (why am I dedicating a cat? ._O)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dusty-DON'T NIBBLE THE WIRES!!!! DON'T SCRABBLE THE BAG!!! DON'T SCRABBLE ME!!! DON'T RUN AWAY~~~!!! lol (Now a rabbit...?O_.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jiaying, jiaxuan, putay, jingwen- Thanks for REPEATEDLY saying Happy Birthday rofl. And jingwen for telling me not to emo xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aunties and Uncles- :D I'm glad you all took some time to come over and cut cake with me rofl. xD and so much ang pao money too :3 a big big big THANK YOU!!! (even though I sort of disappeared after cake cutting...but I went for air con...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O_O took me so long to write?!?!?! EEEEEE I intended to upload b4 midnight...now its officially over...but I'll still upload it &gt;:) wonder how many would actually see the dedicates? rofl. "Meowmeow and dusty!!! COME HERE SEE MY BLOG NAO!!!!!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;._. ok that's sort of crazy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Thusly Kanda changed out of formal clothes and went to train.*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH SHIT BLOGGER ATE SOME OF MY WORDS!!!!!!!!!!! now what ._.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-8027925902163675034?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/8027925902163675034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=8027925902163675034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8027925902163675034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8027925902163675034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/12/lol-another-formal-kanda-im-going-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SyucyHk7EnI/AAAAAAAAAw8/xsEEDl0bNd8/s72-c/kanda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-2391987459914455405</id><published>2009-12-18T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T00:56:43.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SyphHL2GZVI/AAAAAAAAAw0/icK3Ub_7_wU/s1600-h/Kanda00.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416248277933122898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SyphHL2GZVI/AAAAAAAAAw0/icK3Ub_7_wU/s400/Kanda00.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I kinda rofled when uploading that formal picture of kanda rofl xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But rly, it's kinda apopriate since I'm hereby announcing teh kittehfesh's 16th year of bringing wordly antagonization.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Henceforth, Teh Rabbit-munching-killer-flying-coriander-coecelanth-goldfish aka fishiie's 16 nao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hah and kanda's dressed up for teh occasion meh so happy xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right I know I'm acting crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks, those who stayed up purposely(or not) to wish meh happy birthday x3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ureshii desu~x3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Is it gramatically correct shishou? rofl)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thusly as she promised, Fishiie shall be happy and not be antagonized as far as she could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-2391987459914455405?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/2391987459914455405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=2391987459914455405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2391987459914455405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2391987459914455405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/12/okay-i-kinda-rofled-when-uploading-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SyphHL2GZVI/AAAAAAAAAw0/icK3Ub_7_wU/s72-c/Kanda00.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-3190801672531637568</id><published>2009-12-17T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:38:51.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SypCRV4zT8I/AAAAAAAAAws/3xuZDW1Ja4A/s1600-h/Kanda_Sig_by_shikamaru147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416214367567040450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SypCRV4zT8I/AAAAAAAAAws/3xuZDW1Ja4A/s400/Kanda_Sig_by_shikamaru147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...............................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not kanda duh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Antagonized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-3190801672531637568?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/3190801672531637568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=3190801672531637568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/3190801672531637568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/3190801672531637568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SypCRV4zT8I/AAAAAAAAAws/3xuZDW1Ja4A/s72-c/Kanda_Sig_by_shikamaru147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-33296452455587823</id><published>2009-12-15T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:23:29.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SyebT1chx0I/AAAAAAAAAwk/XIZwp7J2fkw/s1600-h/worried.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 80px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 40px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415467842002863938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SyebT1chx0I/AAAAAAAAAwk/XIZwp7J2fkw/s320/worried.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got no idea what idea to blog atm, but felt a GREAT NEED to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;^that's a lie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm using this post to mark something on this date, as I usually do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got a feeling I'll forget what it's for though... :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The antagonist gets antagoized by her own antagonization.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-33296452455587823?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/33296452455587823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=33296452455587823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/33296452455587823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/33296452455587823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-got-no-idea-what-idea-to-blog-atm.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SyebT1chx0I/AAAAAAAAAwk/XIZwp7J2fkw/s72-c/worried.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-470228945895695219</id><published>2009-12-14T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T22:30:41.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SyZLkQ-znwI/AAAAAAAAAwc/b9HaF5lrMzc/s1600-h/Kanda__sig__by_KG_san.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415098688365371138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SyZLkQ-znwI/AAAAAAAAAwc/b9HaF5lrMzc/s320/Kanda__sig__by_KG_san.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was gonna post something but I forgot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess I'm not a very good blogger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really the antagonist of my own story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-470228945895695219?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/470228945895695219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=470228945895695219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/470228945895695219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/470228945895695219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-was-gonna-post-something-but-i-forgot.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SyZLkQ-znwI/AAAAAAAAAwc/b9HaF5lrMzc/s72-c/Kanda__sig__by_KG_san.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-1541769893023713561</id><published>2009-12-11T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T20:36:53.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SyI7h67i5MI/AAAAAAAAAwU/JWEEk0Ci4Js/s1600-h/largeAnimePaperscans_D-GrayMan_rsii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413955155993486530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SyI7h67i5MI/AAAAAAAAAwU/JWEEk0Ci4Js/s320/largeAnimePaperscans_D-GrayMan_rsii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me today went volunteer work to help kids do a full dress rehearsal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunday's the real thing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went with a few ppl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quite fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lazy write too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel very sleepy*as usual*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my leg very numb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay after some time of getting distracted now not so numb le.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why do i keep feeling so tired...* glomps yuu-chan the leopard*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-1541769893023713561?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/1541769893023713561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=1541769893023713561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1541769893023713561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1541769893023713561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/12/me-today-went-volunteer-work-to-help.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SyI7h67i5MI/AAAAAAAAAwU/JWEEk0Ci4Js/s72-c/largeAnimePaperscans_D-GrayMan_rsii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-5315030633334150769</id><published>2009-12-10T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T21:25:03.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SyD1_j4HrQI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NiMoLwaF4Do/s1600-h/Kanda14.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413597224410524930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SyD1_j4HrQI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NiMoLwaF4Do/s320/Kanda14.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think I've got an ego problem or something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*was about to end post here when I noticed something*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey is it just me or...are my posts getting seriously shorter and shorter, and occasionally too exessively long? ._.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway I'm going into a rabbit craze now. Not the grass usagi type of rabbit craze but...well, usa-usa? That type? o_o&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHY THE HELL IS THAT PHRASE POPPING INTO MY HEAD FOR NO REASON?! O_O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-5315030633334150769?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/5315030633334150769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=5315030633334150769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/5315030633334150769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/5315030633334150769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-think-ive-got-ego-problem-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SyD1_j4HrQI/AAAAAAAAAwM/NiMoLwaF4Do/s72-c/Kanda14.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-5360450995413953447</id><published>2009-12-09T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T21:27:20.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Sx-kkohaB9I/AAAAAAAAAwE/ChlDZqhA9Dk/s1600-h/00kand10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413226226382407634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Sx-kkohaB9I/AAAAAAAAAwE/ChlDZqhA9Dk/s320/00kand10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;._. I thinking i very no life.lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway lol, today went see movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mulan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok lah, quite ok. At least better than astroboy bah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna watch the "feng yun" and avatar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watch 4pm de show, came back at 8.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bought a book from kino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;placed an(other) order at kino for the dgm artbook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keep running out of stock...&gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I suddenly very settle that I really really really love Kanda xD even if he's a fictional character. &lt;---random statement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ehhh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing say le. Except that I very happy today meet my friends again after a long long time of 'isolation'...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I so no life de lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol I keep smiling grinning and laughing for no reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then happy lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-5360450995413953447?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/5360450995413953447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=5360450995413953447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/5360450995413953447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/5360450995413953447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Sx-kkohaB9I/AAAAAAAAAwE/ChlDZqhA9Dk/s72-c/00kand10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-6994906166604506726</id><published>2009-12-02T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T11:44:13.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SxXc-68Mf7I/AAAAAAAAAv8/r0CBP4eo58w/s1600-h/red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410473500887252914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SxXc-68Mf7I/AAAAAAAAAv8/r0CBP4eo58w/s320/red.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; Gaaaaah....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did anybody realize nobody's here anymore?=\&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Except Kaea...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And xin...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and random people...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gahhh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-6994906166604506726?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/6994906166604506726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=6994906166604506726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/6994906166604506726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/6994906166604506726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/12/gaaaaah.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SxXc-68Mf7I/AAAAAAAAAv8/r0CBP4eo58w/s72-c/red.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-7011035873767544376</id><published>2009-11-23T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:40:09.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwqeqqBcNJI/AAAAAAAAAv0/GT6P-8mmTZk/s1600/dgraymanSA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407308758283728018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwqeqqBcNJI/AAAAAAAAAv0/GT6P-8mmTZk/s320/dgraymanSA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai hair ish streaky!!!=O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-7011035873767544376?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/7011035873767544376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=7011035873767544376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/7011035873767544376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/7011035873767544376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/11/mai-hair-ish-streakyo.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwqeqqBcNJI/AAAAAAAAAv0/GT6P-8mmTZk/s72-c/dgraymanSA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-8648233729412741098</id><published>2009-11-20T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T13:59:55.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYvbPVdqhI/AAAAAAAAAvs/0iQk7EmIKWI/s1600/Chibis-DGray-man-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406060547724388882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYvbPVdqhI/AAAAAAAAAvs/0iQk7EmIKWI/s320/Chibis-DGray-man-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes I'd forgotten to mention I'd bought a pair of black kitty ears on thursday for no particular reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe its because of kanda. oh well, rofl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, nya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That reminds me, how about a kitty costume for december's weird randomity party? xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How about i wear it to an anime convention lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll draw a manga character for it? *hopeful*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aw nvm xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(maybe i'll still draw, anyway)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-8648233729412741098?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/8648233729412741098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=8648233729412741098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8648233729412741098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8648233729412741098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-yes-id-forgotten-to-mention-id.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYvbPVdqhI/AAAAAAAAAvs/0iQk7EmIKWI/s72-c/Chibis-DGray-man-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-1619012366422778615</id><published>2009-11-20T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T12:12:41.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYVPa-HffI/AAAAAAAAAvk/9UhhVvagEiA/s1600/Photo156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406031757386939890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYVPa-HffI/AAAAAAAAAvk/9UhhVvagEiA/s320/Photo156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYUVVKaReI/AAAAAAAAAvc/cn3S0MM-OaE/s1600/Me+and+daph.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406030759395476962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYUVVKaReI/AAAAAAAAAvc/cn3S0MM-OaE/s320/Me+and+daph.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYUCB2RzLI/AAAAAAAAAvU/N3jdKfqRs8I/s1600/Photo168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406030427793247410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYUCB2RzLI/AAAAAAAAAvU/N3jdKfqRs8I/s320/Photo168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYUBxyAxuI/AAAAAAAAAvM/4ypG73LofAY/s1600/Photo166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406030222039867410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYT2DW2YBI/AAAAAAAAAus/ESVag4KJgY4/s320/Photo147.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYT106uMnI/AAAAAAAAAuk/HZcE0rIlcLE/s1600/Photo144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406030218163794546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYT106uMnI/AAAAAAAAAuk/HZcE0rIlcLE/s320/Photo144.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYTWOAKiQI/AAAAAAAAAuc/I1hx8J4IjZY/s1600/Photo142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406029675141695746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYTWOAKiQI/AAAAAAAAAuc/I1hx8J4IjZY/s320/Photo142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYTVyT52qI/AAAAAAAAAuU/hoScTweLc5Y/s1600/Photo137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406029667708295842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYTVyT52qI/AAAAAAAAAuU/hoScTweLc5Y/s320/Photo137.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYTVsWr_HI/AAAAAAAAAuM/RhfdTHaYVbA/s1600/Photo131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406029666109357170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYTVsWr_HI/AAAAAAAAAuM/RhfdTHaYVbA/s320/Photo131.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYTVPdROqI/AAAAAAAAAuE/aY06irRNs08/s1600/Photo125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406029658352335522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYTVPdROqI/AAAAAAAAAuE/aY06irRNs08/s320/Photo125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYRWGQfsaI/AAAAAAAAAt0/EtS_IRMCDbA/s1600/3977248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406027474039452066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYRWGQfsaI/AAAAAAAAAt0/EtS_IRMCDbA/s320/3977248.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay...i've got no idea why my cbox doesn't work anymore after the skin change but watever-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'd forgot to post for a long long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just rmbed after coming back from a 5 day chalet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got some photos that are really random but oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really too lazy to type all the stuff that happened( and I think nobody bothers to read anyway) so I'll just skim through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd either forgot to take photos or left my phone somewhere during some of the stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday- Went to eat sushi. Checked in. Cousin asked me wrap teddy. Got photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to walk around and round and round. Saw the decos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tues- Nothing better to do, blew bubbles. (actually I'm confused between mon and tues.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weds-Daphne met me for a movie, had lunch at a so-called korean restraunt with PINK SOFAS. o_o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thurs- Crazy people arrive, did weird stupid stuff like riding around the park in an oversized bike and too tight pants(okay thats just me), room balloon tennis(well thats just the two weird boys), laughing about laughing about laughing etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fri- took 2(or 3?) ppl to dig me out of bed. went to eat, checked out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i missed out a lot of stuff though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-1619012366422778615?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/1619012366422778615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=1619012366422778615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1619012366422778615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1619012366422778615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/11/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SwYVPa-HffI/AAAAAAAAAvk/9UhhVvagEiA/s72-c/Photo156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-5484523462778390328</id><published>2009-11-11T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T11:17:21.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SvosZ-FF8aI/AAAAAAAAAts/XftE6DaZBjA/s1600-h/ecstatic.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 80px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 40px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402679527657042338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SvosZ-FF8aI/AAAAAAAAAts/XftE6DaZBjA/s320/ecstatic.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 more hours until the last paper ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-5484523462778390328?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/5484523462778390328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=5484523462778390328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/5484523462778390328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/5484523462778390328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/11/4-more-hours-until-last-paper-ends.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SvosZ-FF8aI/AAAAAAAAAts/XftE6DaZBjA/s72-c/ecstatic.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-2918830991628060148</id><published>2009-10-31T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T21:11:35.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Suw3GriKbAI/AAAAAAAAAtk/DRI9URTDvBQ/s1600-h/distressed.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 80px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 40px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398750641215138818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Suw3GriKbAI/AAAAAAAAAtk/DRI9URTDvBQ/s320/distressed.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Venice notes are pathetic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kanda agrees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venice's the ONLY thing i'm studying for the whole freaking combined humans. =\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact I dont even call that studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unless you count staring at vandalized notes studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They're pathetic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;End of totally random post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-2918830991628060148?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/2918830991628060148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=2918830991628060148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2918830991628060148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2918830991628060148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-venice-notes-are-pathetic.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Suw3GriKbAI/AAAAAAAAAtk/DRI9URTDvBQ/s72-c/distressed.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-4505737369210578542</id><published>2009-10-04T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T13:39:06.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Ssg0QsvirAI/AAAAAAAAAtc/YdWqjbqieOs/s1600-h/49404b7c248b9_85338n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388614415641914370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Ssg0QsvirAI/AAAAAAAAAtc/YdWqjbqieOs/s320/49404b7c248b9_85338n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody's been coming here mostly because they're too buzy but oh well, I shall post one last one before I seriously close shop for the month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Put a hiatus to my fic already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Said temporary goodbye to net-ppls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I shall say bye to the blog for a bit too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't miss me too much, though nobody will miss me, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, cut things short, bye then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-4505737369210578542?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/4505737369210578542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=4505737369210578542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/4505737369210578542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/4505737369210578542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/10/nobodys-been-coming-here-mostly-because.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Ssg0QsvirAI/AAAAAAAAAtc/YdWqjbqieOs/s72-c/49404b7c248b9_85338n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-968276356866008995</id><published>2009-10-02T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T22:32:29.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SsYNA3Bzg1I/AAAAAAAAAtU/kXhKC0-1B_c/s1600-h/aggravated.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 80px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 40px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388008312618058578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SsYNA3Bzg1I/AAAAAAAAAtU/kXhKC0-1B_c/s320/aggravated.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uwah~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today very busy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although also not-that-busy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but still count as busy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's a thinking day too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today got school graduation ceremony...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although it's stupidly one month in advance one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But overall not bad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went crazy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sort of...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then spent some time help aunties move table in the hall...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then piano...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very rusty le....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway after that went home sleep a bit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then go back school night study...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think alot stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too much to write(actually is lazy write)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weird la, now I suddenly don't dislike school that much anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 25 days till O's start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's about 35 days until I REALLY graduate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some crazy reason I feel like celebrating halloween in school although it's gonna be halfway through the exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many people change since 4 years ago le...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me included...change a lot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for good or for worse...blinded antelopes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(That means no-eye deer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh, how about truce for the last 30 or so days?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't feel like being negative anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Actually is I've been quite positive until people piss me off, but I shall put up the truce flag for the rest of my time in bloody NCHS. Okay, not-so-bloody NCHS.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever. I don't think people come in here and stay long enough to read my rubbish anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-968276356866008995?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/968276356866008995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=968276356866008995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/968276356866008995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/968276356866008995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/10/uwah-today-very-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SsYNA3Bzg1I/AAAAAAAAAtU/kXhKC0-1B_c/s72-c/aggravated.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-8537483052699710808</id><published>2009-10-01T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T18:39:44.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SsSE2U2X4hI/AAAAAAAAAtM/XuIQKA8PI1k/s1600-h/%255Blarge%255D%255BAnimePaper%255Dwallpapers_D-GrayMan_Red-Rose(1_33)__THISRES__78774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387577123086524946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SsSE2U2X4hI/AAAAAAAAAtM/XuIQKA8PI1k/s320/%255Blarge%255D%255BAnimePaper%255Dwallpapers_D-GrayMan_Red-Rose(1_33)__THISRES__78774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sheesh I' running out of pictures on the laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I'm posting today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...about random things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As people who usually do read my posts know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's gonna be nonsensical&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or not so nonsensical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I'll skip the part about copying and stuff since most would have already known.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the usual ranting part about homework, guess I'll screw that too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or the personality/weird people part, nah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah!COCKROACH FEELERS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xD something new to rant about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, today hair-eater complain that girl's hair shouldn't have the two strand thing aka cockroach feelers in her dictionary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like, LMFAO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, she said nan-chiau-ren-girls got teased about the feelers thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would say, the baldies envy no have feelers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earthworm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, I suddenly random go imagine hair eater with the hair she talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ROFLMAO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously, all those laughing's not good for my health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, cockroach feeler hair was used to describe sephy from FFVII.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y'know, the two loooooooong strands that go 'whish-whish' when he go skewer-BBQ cloud?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, that one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baldies jealous lah xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Either that or the blind one, cannot tell between the side of the head or the top of the head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hair eater just wants to eat hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-8537483052699710808?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/8537483052699710808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=8537483052699710808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8537483052699710808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8537483052699710808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/10/sheesh-i-running-out-of-pictures-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SsSE2U2X4hI/AAAAAAAAAtM/XuIQKA8PI1k/s72-c/%255Blarge%255D%255BAnimePaper%255Dwallpapers_D-GrayMan_Red-Rose(1_33)__THISRES__78774.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-5030369448409664037</id><published>2009-09-26T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T11:46:32.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Sr2LY4hve5I/AAAAAAAAAr8/6oD-wCJdTx8/s1600-h/306815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385613989012011922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Sr2LY4hve5I/AAAAAAAAAr8/6oD-wCJdTx8/s320/306815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel like typing now...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Though I do not have any idea what to type.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's good in some ways, not so good in others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The good side is, there's noting negative in my life now that I have to rant about. So I'm living rather peacefully.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The bad side is, I'm bored.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dang, I'm born for trouble, my main purpose(s) in life is to make SOME people as miserable as possible, and twist more minds towards lunacy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Be it on purpose or not on purpose.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*sigh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As the situation is now, close to NO teachers want trouble with me as I've "changed into a good-er girl compared to last year" and i passed all my subjects for prelim 3-well maybe except art that I failed on purpose. Combined humans tyco one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Human relations do not bother meh-.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or to make it more clearly, human relations with FAKE , CHILDISH, or SHAMELESSLY SACARSTIC WITH ZERO EQ people do not bother me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remember this is my blog? I can say anything I want so find no need to spend energy on bitching about me, nty I am too 'lowly' for your attention =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ahh well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Family troubles gone bland androutine. I can even predict what happens.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=\&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The truest essence of being bored is that when you're thinking you're bored, you are unable to make yourself un-bored.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well that's me for now. Living a too-peaceful life just one month before the idiot O.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe it's the peace before storms thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I shall take advantage of it now I guess, find something constructive and helpful to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe do an essay or something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or write a treat for my FF readers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's a good idea, brush up my english on the way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eh, I'm not so bored anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Something to do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It strokes my damned ego too, lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-5030369448409664037?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/5030369448409664037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=5030369448409664037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/5030369448409664037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/5030369448409664037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-feel-like-typing-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Sr2LY4hve5I/AAAAAAAAAr8/6oD-wCJdTx8/s72-c/306815.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-8890682593799986287</id><published>2009-09-25T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T15:06:28.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Srxp8vZZF1I/AAAAAAAAAr0/_kQGGlNpT-Q/s1600-h/309711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385295746664306514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Srxp8vZZF1I/AAAAAAAAAr0/_kQGGlNpT-Q/s320/309711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;!Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;!Tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;!exclamation marks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevermind lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I've got a feeling my posts have been getting eaten up slowly by my laziness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like, seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See? so short and I feel like stopping already, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This short and bitter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh well I shall think of something fun to post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like nonsensical question marks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or central relax systems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grah, I think I'm gonna screw my bio with all my nonsenses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=__=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and pink highlighters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What got into me?!?!?!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't go for pink =\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=_____=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uh-huh so I passed my combined humans for the first time in two years-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no make that four, counting the sec 1 and 2 geog and history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or just say the whole of my life since i don't do pri social studies as well=\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, miracle is as miracle was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got no idea what the above sentence means.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just felt like typing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=__________=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't do anything for that subject, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when pek cek ask me what I do to get from F to C, I only smile lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ain't lying, anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I did was to smile-alright not really smile, just a murderous grin- at the idiot book then smirk at baka usagi then I did the paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=______________________=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I'm ranting about homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night studies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did the central relax system thing last night at the night study=\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ppl were like, "Lawls".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chill went back into shishou mode =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, finally a decent length.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until I DON'T feel like procrastinating again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh wait, make it !Good Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-8890682593799986287?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/8890682593799986287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=8890682593799986287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8890682593799986287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/8890682593799986287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/09/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Srxp8vZZF1I/AAAAAAAAAr0/_kQGGlNpT-Q/s72-c/309711.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-134800231987042676</id><published>2009-09-22T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T17:25:32.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SriXOTcn-wI/AAAAAAAAArs/9qIZb7eQa3E/s1600-h/285531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384219626515725058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SriXOTcn-wI/AAAAAAAAArs/9qIZb7eQa3E/s320/285531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gahgahgah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The peoples are still messed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's probably because of Sora force-locking them up ever since Rynn let her free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not sure if that's a wise idea though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...I kinda wanna post a rant y'know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but nobody's here to take over except for "New boy" here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-134800231987042676?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/134800231987042676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=134800231987042676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/134800231987042676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/134800231987042676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/09/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SriXOTcn-wI/AAAAAAAAArs/9qIZb7eQa3E/s72-c/285531.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-2284988168502731290</id><published>2009-09-16T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T13:43:36.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SrB6AKBTggI/AAAAAAAAArk/Pf5fbc8yfbk/s1600-h/306814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381935697816158722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SrB6AKBTggI/AAAAAAAAArk/Pf5fbc8yfbk/s320/306814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xin: It's been a while since we've posted like this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meow: Zzzz....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xin: Hello? No response?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;New boy: The others told me to replace them while they're gone for the moment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meow: Zzzz.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xin: Huh?Who you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;New boy: I'm new boy, duh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meow: Zzz....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xin: ....Where they go?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;New boy: They screamed something about swapped souls and left me here. See? they tied me up * holds up tied hands*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xin: ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meow: Zzzzzzzz...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xin: Meow isn't really meowmeow, isn't she?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meow: Zzzzz....*pops bubble*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-2284988168502731290?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/2284988168502731290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=2284988168502731290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2284988168502731290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2284988168502731290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/09/xin-its-been-while-since-weve-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SrB6AKBTggI/AAAAAAAAArk/Pf5fbc8yfbk/s72-c/306814.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-1621877945588407272</id><published>2009-09-15T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:59:09.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Sq-OeX4uQ2I/AAAAAAAAArc/-musvPrJct0/s1600-h/pleased.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 80px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 40px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381676732190180194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Sq-OeX4uQ2I/AAAAAAAAArc/-musvPrJct0/s320/pleased.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heh. 200th post anniversary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, WOW BLOGGER FINALLY FIXED ITSELF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*straight face*What a miracle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanna?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;post?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HEREBY DECLARE PROUDLY THAT THIS PERSON SPEAKING HERE SHALL BE GOING FOR &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NANYANG POLYTECHNIC'S DIGITAL MEDIA DESIGN (GAMES)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; COURSE, NO MATTER WHATEVER SHIT HAPPENS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-1621877945588407272?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/1621877945588407272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=1621877945588407272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1621877945588407272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1621877945588407272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/09/heh.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/Sq-OeX4uQ2I/AAAAAAAAArc/-musvPrJct0/s72-c/pleased.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-1693780988692550251</id><published>2009-09-12T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T19:43:42.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/kanda%20yuu" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae284/yusuke116/46201.jpg" border="0" alt="Kanda Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh...&lt;br /&gt;The thing I want to say tonight is...&lt;br /&gt;I'm using a new laptop to post.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe my luck here, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Mom just suddenly took a newspaper clipping out today and went out to buy the top.&lt;br /&gt;Like all of a sudden.Weird. Not complaining though.&lt;br /&gt;Decent enough for a $700 laptop...&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm gonna let my mom and sis use this one, and I'll go save my desktop's poor memory by cleaning out their rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;*imagines a whole mountain of stuff that would make the com squeaky clean*&lt;br /&gt;Yay.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-1693780988692550251?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/1693780988692550251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=1693780988692550251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1693780988692550251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1693780988692550251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/09/uhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-1106231697587471336</id><published>2009-09-10T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T21:47:32.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SqkC20vgV5I/AAAAAAAAArU/Qf1e34bjxIs/s1600-h/request__bath_kanda_by_Evil_usagi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379834370764855186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SqkC20vgV5I/AAAAAAAAArU/Qf1e34bjxIs/s320/request__bath_kanda_by_Evil_usagi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Argh my butt is like, damp right now and I'm so damn disgusted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually it's not my butt's fault, it's my sis's butt's fault for making the stupid chair so DAMP and subsequently my butt feels damp because of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't get any weird ideas. It's just that the water soaks through my pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, why am I talking about damp butts?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh...what was the thing I was originally gonna post?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=___=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oops.Guess I forgot again. Too bad, good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-1106231697587471336?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/1106231697587471336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=1106231697587471336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1106231697587471336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1106231697587471336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/09/argh-my-butt-is-like-damp-right-now-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SqkC20vgV5I/AAAAAAAAArU/Qf1e34bjxIs/s72-c/request__bath_kanda_by_Evil_usagi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-3830547216050034485</id><published>2009-09-04T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T20:55:15.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SqEMyjOlbbI/AAAAAAAAArM/zLKweKe_4Iw/s1600-h/plains.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377593492646489522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SqEMyjOlbbI/AAAAAAAAArM/zLKweKe_4Iw/s320/plains.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SqEMyVRUAlI/AAAAAAAAArE/bTZ97OGn0CE/s1600-h/yay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 171px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377593488899834450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SqEMyVRUAlI/AAAAAAAAArE/bTZ97OGn0CE/s320/yay.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay I'm seriously sorry about leaving the insane randomity story at where it was. But as you can see I'm busy with many things lately =__=.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With things like mastering digi-art.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And fanfics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another pic done by me, "Dream Plains"  silent tribute to my newborn cuz &gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's born today at noon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, that's it for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-3830547216050034485?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/3830547216050034485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=3830547216050034485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/3830547216050034485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/3830547216050034485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/09/okay-im-seriously-sorry-about-leaving.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/SqEMyjOlbbI/AAAAAAAAArM/zLKweKe_4Iw/s72-c/plains.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-2736083164211053484</id><published>2009-08-31T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T15:10:29.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s421.photobucket.com/albums/pp296/Valkyrie_striker/?action=view&amp;current=forest-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i421.photobucket.com/albums/pp296/Valkyrie_striker/forest-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="forest-light-unfnished"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another digi painting that I did in like, 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Unfinished also.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I doing so many unfinished stuff and posting them like that?!&lt;br /&gt;O_o&lt;br /&gt;nvm...&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling dumb when doing this.&lt;br /&gt;And was concentrating on testing the brushes more tthan the picture itself =__=&lt;br /&gt;actually got another one, but too dumb looking to post.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will when it's FINALLY nicer looking.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know when.&lt;br /&gt;I was actually thinking of drawing a man-eating flower in there, but decided not to. I'm too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-2736083164211053484?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/2736083164211053484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=2736083164211053484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2736083164211053484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/2736083164211053484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-digi-painting-that-i-did-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-490325169763568456</id><published>2009-08-29T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T13:43:53.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s421.photobucket.com/albums/pp296/Valkyrie_striker/?action=view&amp;amp;current=zombie-notfinished.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="zombie painting digital" src="http://i421.photobucket.com/albums/pp296/Valkyrie_striker/zombie-notfinished.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/kanda%20yuu" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Kanda Yuu Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i751.photobucket.com/albums/xx156/UltimaOriginal/KandaYuu2-1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee...The zombie up there's done by me =D&lt;br /&gt;Not finished yet, but I wanted to share first.&lt;br /&gt;Uhh...used corel painter and my LOVELY tablet.&lt;br /&gt;Uhm....Did I forget something?&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;Oh the story.&lt;br /&gt;Paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;Will continue the next time I remember it xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-490325169763568456?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/490325169763568456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=490325169763568456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/490325169763568456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/490325169763568456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/08/whee.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-1936586657336744724</id><published>2009-08-26T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:20:37.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/kanda%20yuu" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="amused.png Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd128/eugeniawooyiting/Kanda%20Yuu/amused.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay as I promised I shall leave my poor fanfic halfway done and do a continuation to the randomities' story. I should make another blog for all these stuff, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--The Randomities-Parallel Universed- Chapter one(cont'd)--&lt;br /&gt;--As usual, nonsense alert?I've got blinded antelopes of how long the chapter one'll be.Lol--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-------Typical morning in school (part II)------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Me thinks me shall go get a bite..." Fish muttered to no one in particular and started to drift off dizzily, her brain demanding for more sleep even more violently with every second that passes. Chill grinned widely and went back to toturing the humongous should-be-ice-cream-thing, being very happy at the fact that she owned an unlimited supply of her favourite food since she was able to create more whenever she wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey I'll share..." A series of weird sounds rattled around the grounds as the ice cube tried unsuccessfully to break off some ice cream for Fish. The popsicle seemed very unwilling to be eaten by someone else.&lt;br /&gt;"Oi chip some off you stupid stick."&lt;br /&gt;"No." The ice cream stick huffed and tried to bite the hand holding it.&lt;br /&gt;"I'll make you. SHARE SOME ICE!!!" Chill violently started banging the entire gargantuan popsicle at a nearby pillar, creating huge dents joining many others. Some students scattered, not wanting to risk the possibility of being whacked over the head by the killer ice cube with a gigantic popsicle.&lt;br /&gt;"NO!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"YOU TOOOOOOTING STICK!!!" Another resounding whack.&lt;br /&gt;"WHATEVER!NOOOOOO!!!"&lt;br /&gt;After long moments of Fish staring tiredly at the should-be-comical scene of someone arguing with a stick, Chill at long last triumphantly held out a miniscule, miniature, &lt;em&gt;teeny weeny&lt;/em&gt; piece of ice that kept leaping around her palm looking for escape. "Here's...A bit!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish rubbed her eyes to see the really small fragment of jumpy ice better.&lt;br /&gt;"Uhh...nevermind. I'm not hungry anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;--------Typical morning in school that feels very long already(Part III)-------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mushiie went up to the hall&lt;em&gt;~(Lol I nearly typed 'hell'.)"&lt;/em&gt; Jelly Jaja sang happily as she bounced energetically over to where the two were sitting, effectively shocking Fish out of her near-slumber with a violent crash into the poor popsicle-whacked pillar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The popsicle stick made a small scream and leaped out of Chill's hand, legging it for all it's worth.&lt;br /&gt;"Why does he do that every morning?" Jelly recovered herself and gave a quick wobble check on her banged head.&lt;br /&gt;"Blinded antelope." Chill replied absentmindedly much to the confusion of the purple jelly.&lt;br /&gt;"She means no idea. No eye-deer," Fish yawned again, unable to sleep now that she had been jolted awake. "But is an antelope even a deer?"&lt;br /&gt;"Blinded ante..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another familiar crash announced the arrival of the noisiest of the lot, Baka Question-mark Grass Usagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"HEYS PE-"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shut up." Fish muttered and whacked a fin over the rabbit's head, effectively silencing the noisy one by mussing up her curly hair. "You're noisy, I want sleep."&lt;br /&gt;Jelly gave a gratitudal wobble and Chill sneezed.&lt;br /&gt;"You're nearly la..." Fish started her sentence with another whack onto the bunny's head, but the words were cut off abruptly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AWL GRAZUATING ZUDENTS GO RUP TEW ZE FLEAKING HAWL NAOW!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Almost immediately after the rabbit gave out her reflex yelp, a nasal, horribly irritating screech of the hair-eating medusa pierced through the air, instantly giving Fish a horrible headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ARGH SHUT UP." If not for the instant reaction of the many students stimultaneously scattering, Fish could have been singled out. Yet as usual she knows the medusa would be too blind and deaf to pin point her given the fact that hair-eating snakes are nocturnal creatures and are stupid in the mornings, so she just said whatever she...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WUD ZIT CHUU ZEY, CATFIZZ YUUUU?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...Oops.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing~" Fish gave her demonic grin into the vague direction of the voice and scooted away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"POPSIIE!!!COME BACK NOW!!!" Chill called around as the hoard sluggishly tramped up the stairs to the mess hall. "Where's popsiie?"&lt;br /&gt;"Who's popsiie?" Jelly inquired as she shoved away some students crushing her jellyness.&lt;br /&gt;Fish irritatedly jabbed at a fat raccoon's tail that was brushing onto her face. "Probably the ice-cream-thing you scared off just now."&lt;br /&gt;"I thought he was Stickiie?"&lt;br /&gt;"She changed it again...that should be the three hundredth and twenty eighth name already...I think."&lt;br /&gt;"Nope, three hundreth and thirty-second." The ice cube smiled maniacally as she made some ice just for the fun of seeing stupid people slipping on them and falling over like dominoes. "I changed his name four times yesterday. POPSIIE!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------To be cont'd tml if I rmb---------------&lt;br /&gt;AN: Okay I'm getting tired.&lt;---lazy&lt;br /&gt;Non-beta'ed? So expect mistakes, chill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-1936586657336744724?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/1936586657336744724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=1936586657336744724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1936586657336744724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1936586657336744724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-as-i-promised-i-shall-leave-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Fishiie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00065893231276429488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd128/eugeniawooyiting/Kanda%20Yuu/th_amused.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-1560390675972086894</id><published>2009-08-25T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T22:21:23.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/kanda%20yuu" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="blank.png Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd128/eugeniawooyiting/Kanda%20Yuu/blank.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here to celebrate ze mushroom's birthday me shalt do a very uniqueful post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;--The Randomities-Parallel Universed- Chapter one--(actually is more of like, preview. Whatever. It's nonsensical.)--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;--------On a typical morning on a typical day to school-------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you reeeeeaaaally sure you're wearing that to school...?" Berry Strawberry Cherry muttered as she fitted the twenty-third strawberry hairclip to her strawberry blonde hair. Not satisfied with the overall result, she grimaced and picked up another giant cherry, and was unsure of where to place it seeing that her hair was getting flooded with red fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killer Flying Catfish Yuu deadpanned her sister and ignored the stupidest comment she had ever heard. Well to be exact, stupidest comment since the start of the day, since the stupid comments just seemed stupider and stupider the more her sister talked to her ever since they had been forced together as a pair of sisters, a mishmash of clashing personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WOI!!!WAIT FOR ME!!!" Strawberry abandoned her cherry clip and dashed after Fish whom was preparing to leave the aquarium. "ARE YOU SERIOUS ABOUT WEARING THAT TO SCHOOL?!?!?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh shut up. I've been wearing stuff like this to school for like, four years." Tugging on her combat boots and leather gloves that were deemed insensible since most people had thought that Fishes do not and are not supposed fight, Fish adjusted the many metallic chains linking various articles of accesories and apparel together into something more menacing looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But you look like you are...about to kill someone."&lt;br /&gt;"Well yeah, like squashing a really noisy rotten strawberry." Fish sighed and stretched before doing a perfect backflip out of her fishtank.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry floated clumsily for a bit before scrambling up the sides of their house. "You're so mean."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why was a fruit living in a fishtank anyway?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not the first day you've known me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;--------------On the typical way to school(part I) on a typical morning---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eeeehhh...why can't you wear something more normal for school?" Strawberry whined again and plucked at a strawberry on her hair, popping the fruit into her mouth as she waited for her sister to reply.&lt;br /&gt;It took some time as usual, always giving the impression the irate girl was about to ignore the question before the rude answer abruptly popped out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What, like a strawberry suit, or dress like a salad, maybe?" Fish grumbled and turned the other way, leaving her sibling at the fruit stand. It was a blessing that they study in different schools, Fish usually thought so every morning when the strawberry simply was too irritating and probably getting bad for her fish health.&lt;br /&gt;Yet sometimes she felt that it was a pity that the Strawberry could not get into the zoo and has to study at a fruit school, to be mentored by a blending machine. Well, it couldn't be helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How could someone be dressed like a salad?!" Strawberry's question went unanswered again as Fish flew through the air to the zoo tram stop. The fruit cart started and began to move away from the stand."...nevermind..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish groused a little as she realized she had forgotten to bring her stupid seaweed homework &lt;em&gt;again,&lt;/em&gt; as she waited for the damnedly slow zoo tram to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Che..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More irritance built up as Fish remembered the seaweed was munched up by her mutant bunny pet Dusty a few days ago, and she glared her fury upon a Zebra-guy she vaguely remembered was from her class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;--------On the really irritating slow zoo tram on the typical morning on the typical way to school(part II)---------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The zoo tram was SLOW, so slow that Fish swore she could have swam on dry land and STILL beat the damned vehicle in speed. Narrowing her eyes as she stared ill-manneredly out of the tram, Fish's mood went darker and deadlier as irritating person after irritating person boarded the irritatingly idiotic tram.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid hippo.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid bamboo stick.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid...mobile porn shop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's the world becoming?!?! Ain't it a zoo, for crying out loud?!?!?! What's a porn shop doing here?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish winced a little as a really censored loli-yuri-CD fell out of the porn shop's bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;---------Typical morning in school(Part I)----------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Killer Flying Catfish Yuu's mood considerably lightened as soon as she stepped out of the stupidly irritating slow tram away from all those irritating weird people, animals and a censored porn stall, and sombrely she stalked through the really irritatingly noisy school corridors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smirking a little as she watched the zebra storm away madly as if he's got rabies,(do zebras even get rabies?) Fish made her way to the main feeding grounds of the zoo school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not exactly her favourite place, the main feeding grounds. Too noisy and irritating in Fish's opinion, but it was the only place she could meet the less-irritating people every morning without getting attacked by the rabid hair-eating medusa that hates Fish's clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yo Fish!!" As early and crazy as ever, Rarrchill Icecube Fridge grinned and took a big, REALLY BIG, munch out of a REEEEEEEAAAAALLY gargantuan ice cream. At least Fish thinks it's ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Definitely not healthy&lt;/em&gt;, Fish commented to herself for the millionth time as she noted the temperature around her. Being cold blooded, low temperatures tend to make her feel sleepy, and Fish was definitely struggling to stay awake at the moment. Ice cream in cold weather? But then again, it was the same every morning and it's probably just the ice cube's aura or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I saw the stupid porn stand again this morning...scarred me for life." Fish yawned and rubbed her eyes, shivering a little just as the said porn stand came strolling into the feeding grounds. "Where's mushroom and the idiot rabbit?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No idea! HAHAHAHAHA!!!!" The ice cube laughed cheerfully and took another humongous bite of of her probably-should-be-ice-cream-thing. Fish stared for a moment before dismissing that as normal, at least for the ice cube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;---------To be continued tomorrow. If I remember. Next-(Typical morning in shool part II)---------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AN: To prevent confusion, the objects/animals are humanified in the story. That's why the strawberry has hair, Fish wears killer clothes and other weird stuff happens.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the ice cube's gonna help me beta, so probably a new version would be up sometime.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-1560390675972086894?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/1560390675972086894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=1560390675972086894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/280883138860934511/posts/default/1560390675972086894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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now what's freaking wrong with the posting thing?!&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/kanda%20yuu" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i364.photobucket.com/albums/oo84/Enne-chan/D%20Grayman/1227198248020.jpg" border="0" alt="yuu kanda Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I can still post as NORMAL.&lt;br /&gt;READ BETWEEN THE LINES, TOOTIN' BLOGGER.&lt;br /&gt;*cough*&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me.&lt;br /&gt;If not that I like this blogger skin, I would have switched to livejournal a LONG time ago.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was gonna post about the english O level oral.&lt;br /&gt;But seeing that most people probably know what and how it has ben for me judging from my msn display message, I shall give it a skip.&lt;br /&gt;Rynn: She's just being the lazy arsehole bitch she is, that retarded moron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;FEEL THE FURY OF THE DISTRESSED MEH.&lt;br /&gt;Naka, TALK TO US!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Why can you talk to us instead of HER?!?!&lt;br /&gt;=_____='''&lt;br /&gt;nvm just getting cunfuzzed abt that.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Okay, The art paper one for o levels gonna done le.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, there's bloody prelim paper 2 art AND FREAKING BLOODY paper 2 for o level art.&lt;br /&gt;Oh just kill me, can't you, NCHS?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TASUKETE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-7907858029523309088?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NYf18n-Bwh0/TKn2OuxuNOI/AAAAAAAABEI/D0YgJJFAxPE/S220/Snapshot+65.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280883138860934511.post-5550635928827787462</id><published>2009-08-18T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T20:04:38.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/kanda%20yuu" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Kanda Yuu Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w284/dilerzyca/2-14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee DGM 187's finally out~plot spam!&lt;br /&gt;51 pages (=*v*=)&lt;br /&gt;But the plot's going dark.&lt;br /&gt;THE NOAH ABUCTED KANDA.&lt;br /&gt;They killed the lobster guy.Yay.&lt;br /&gt;Rhode doll looks cute...anyway me thinks some new noahs looks retarded.&lt;br /&gt;Tyki with long hair not nice...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I feel like changing the really-old-blogskin to something kandaish -_-&lt;br /&gt;THEY ABUCTED KANDA!&lt;br /&gt;If hoshino killed him I'll cry.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, did I say that before?&lt;br /&gt;I should probably change this blog's look and dedicate it to DGM or something.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Weird la me.&lt;br /&gt;But if me not weird then is not me le right?&lt;br /&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;Me weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/280883138860934511-5550635928827787462?l=antagonistique.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antagonistique.blogspot.com/feeds/5550635928827787462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=280883138860934511&amp;postID=5550635928827787462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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