<?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-244177626832913007</id><updated>2012-01-08T22:20:35.506+08:00</updated><category term='super private'/><category term='miss you'/><category term='daily'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='job'/><category term='problems'/><category term='people'/><category term='boyfriend'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='photography'/><category term='crush'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='emo post'/><category term='love story'/><category term='break'/><category term='love'/><category term='fuck it'/><category term='girlfriend'/><category term='rant'/><category term='sappy'/><category term='Perth'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>The living dead... reborn.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-5413089265578098482</id><published>2012-01-04T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T02:14:48.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super private'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuck it'/><title type='text'>What doesn't kill you makes you stronger.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I would love to learn to just live by myself. I thought I could do it, but with an apartment unit this big. Talk about nearly impossible.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So okay, I've been accompanied these past few days and nights and I get attached really quick. But darling, if you were planning to make me feel &lt;b&gt;this &lt;/b&gt;attached to you, at least stay by my side a little bit longer. Don't suddenly go sleeping first when you've just asked what's wrong with me. I know, I KNOW I sound like those whiny girlfriends you see on the TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's hard tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's the storm, maybe it's just the natural silence. I thought I was a loner in the first place, I was wrong. :'( I don't like being alone, or staying at home alone. Sure, fapping is nice (haha I joked) but...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not being able to sleep is just no-no. I've been used to not sleeping until 5am, yes, I understand that completely. But but... being alone until 5am not knowing what to do to pass the time is just... all kinds of wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I don't need you to physically be by my side, you know, sweetie, I just need you to be &lt;i&gt;there&lt;/i&gt; for me. Yes, another whine from the girlfriend, bitches please I know it. But if I don't get it out no one will know right? I'm a reserved person after all. ;c&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that's enough ranting tonight because my head is hurting and I am sleepy from crying 11pm through to 12am and I am hungry as well, but not expecting any sleep to come within these few hours. Maybe no sleep at all until 6am. Or 7am. Depends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I might just be ridiculously doing this because I'm waiting for his phone call.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knows. I hope he doesn't get pissed off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you Rodan :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry guys just needed to get this off. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angee Ross Cadaverini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-5413089265578098482?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/5413089265578098482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-doesnt-kill-you-makes-you-stronger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/5413089265578098482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/5413089265578098482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-doesnt-kill-you-makes-you-stronger.html' title='What doesn&apos;t kill you makes you stronger.'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-2187744066739451539</id><published>2011-12-10T17:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T17:59:59.805+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>Paranoia.</title><content type='html'>And I'm talking about my life, actually.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well hello there guys I am back to blogging again for now it seems. Why? Because I have nothing to do nahahah (while actually, I should be doing Wiifit anytime now because I have a bet to win)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life has been really good especially since yesterday because of... reasons. Let me list them up for you, it's a small list, but they all worth big time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've gotten myself my very first Macbook Pro, and yes I am blogging with it so ta-raaah! My first blog entry from Macbook pro bitches. 8D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've gotten my L-permit as well, so one step closer in order to drive by myself. Let me tell you more about this here too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I know this isn't anything to be glad about but actually, my results are coming in 6 days from now? I'm just excited because I can't be bothered to wait anymore, may bad marks be there if I worth some, but I just want to get my transcript soon. Stat. -u-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so Christmas is nearing! And yess, very jolly time it is for me it seems eh? There are hard times too no matter how good I have been... these past few months. (yes Santa, I am a good girl indeed) It seems that no matter how far you try to run from problems and no matter how many good deeds you do to other people, they seem to love seeking the wrongs in you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's another story altogether, so if you don't mind, let me tell you about the bad things in this post because it's been going around my head today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, some people are just plain &lt;i&gt;stupid. &lt;/i&gt;Come on don't deny it, you know you are, at least once in a while, I am too. Some people don't understand the circumstances that they put on another person could affect more than that other person itself. But we all do mistakes that are forgiveable, but question is: &lt;i&gt;is it forgettable enough?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In most cases I am a person who... doesn't necessarily hold a grudge because I do forgive what other people do wrong (as was previously said, mostly) but just like a trauma, the thought keeps haunting you; &lt;i&gt;what if you do the same thing again and history repeats?&lt;/i&gt; I wouldn't like that of course. I love &lt;b&gt;studying &lt;/b&gt;history but I don't like being involved in the same old thing again, I like to start afresh. So once upon a time, this one fight happened right--and since then I have stopped trusting people, and it hurts; I have to keep everything to myself. I have to fight for myself all by myself, no one could help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then suddenly it hits me, what if I am drowned in my own little world that I start forgetting that there are some others who I can put parts of my life into, who can help me when I need help? Then I think again, some people don't need to know &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt; they can just f off and live with what they know, so is it wrong to want to pour out your feelings? &lt;b&gt;No.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe what I was going through then (not as much now) was called paranoia, what if, what if, what if and more what ifs. What if these what ifs would never happen, see? Okay, let's put that back for now, and focus on what I was going to talk about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please please please, to my loved ones, the people who you think are good are not always good. They are bad, everyone, and I really mean, &lt;i&gt;everyone&lt;/i&gt; can do bad stuffs. We're not gods (ahuuu!) and trust me no matter how perfect I am in your eyes I am built with bits and pieces of evils as well. Pfft, and I told you to trust me just a second ago. Just because they seem to be a really nice and innocent people, don't you think they annoy you? It annoys me for real, I mean come on, I was born in a family raised with ethics being number one and I end up with mouthfuls of fucks and shits and bitches and more rubbish? Please, don't put the faults on yourself. It's not wrong to blame others, it's never wrong. They might be wrong? You might? Or it might be me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do forgive &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; but I can't actually say that I forget about what she did to me, oh, and her gang, for sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It may be said that I said this out of jealousy (it's a relationship duh and it doesn't happen often) but yeah. Actually...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the wrong one from the very start because, welp, why did I even talk about it to the others? Silly me. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care if the world is against me but hell those girls are bad news, at least now and then, I don't want to influence my friends about this but no, I am not going to forget neither will I change my opinion (excuse my stubborn head). This is a lesson learnt, and oh really, you forget your lessons after you learn them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, to all who is reading my blog. Good luck to you all in your life, and... please hear me out, &lt;i&gt;a mirror doesn't even show the true reflection of someone.&lt;/i&gt; So be careful when getting all close and goody goody with your friends, it's OKAY to pick who you want to be close to and who you don't want to be close to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and um, don't think too much. Remember when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one. - Jay-Z&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers and best wishes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angee Ross Cadaverini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-2187744066739451539?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/2187744066739451539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2011/12/paranoia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/2187744066739451539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/2187744066739451539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2011/12/paranoia.html' title='Paranoia.'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-475430756405164719</id><published>2011-11-02T18:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T18:24:53.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sappy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo post'/><title type='text'>And I'm so sorry, I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Wow I brog so frequentry ratery. Well, I've just done lots of productive studying today, so "party" on the internet for awhile I shall--just for the little gifts I can give to myself. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to be happy but I can't. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boyfriend lost his phone and I haven't contacted him for the whole fucking day. Yeah, pretty much you could say I am not happy with the situation but, I'll just have to have the patience. C': Have FB messaged him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear Rodan Sastraaasajhekjahrkshkr, when you're done sorting things out and with your work can you contact me ASAP? I'm both worried and... yeah. :'( I can't believe I'm weeping over youuuu.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you guys ever missed someone and wonder if they miss you back? D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what I'm doing right now, and unfortunately, maybe it's just my brain being extremely pessimistic since it's under pure stress from hours of studying just now, I don't think he misses me. D':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, he has a life. Pfft, I barely have one and today is my day off. Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe God is telling me to keep up with my studying that I have left off for two long weeks lately because I'm busy with everything else ;_;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking about studying, all I have studied today is Accounting. Heheh, veeeeeeery productive. I tried to study Marketing but nothing works. I hate it and that's how it's going to be forever. D: Dreadful life, ay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to do my Econs presentation in a few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you guys ask me whether I'm trying hard to make myself busy, yes I am, I need to distract myself. Every second I spend staring at the space of nothingness I always find myself in a sad, sad moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I am insecure, no I am not proud of it. :'c&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish my best friend is able to go onlineee, but she is having exams right now. Ugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many insecurities, so little time and ability to wash them away! God, save me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I declare this as one of those emo posts (might as well tag them as one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum baked lots of stuffs today and none of it made me happy. I don't know why she didn't notice but I've been putting that poker face the whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I sound like a weepy teenager now, I shall stop. I am Angee Ross Cadaverini, 18 years old going 19, I am an adult, I can do this. C':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wasn't I the one who said love is when even there is so little contact time in your relationship you can still go through it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS YOU BAKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. ;A;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This little rag doll is missing her Sir Skellington,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Angee Ross Cadaverini&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-475430756405164719?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/475430756405164719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2011/11/and-im-so-sorry-i-cannot-sleep-i-cannot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/475430756405164719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/475430756405164719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2011/11/and-im-so-sorry-i-cannot-sleep-i-cannot.html' title='And I&apos;m so sorry, I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight.'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-3183530420664445200</id><published>2011-11-01T18:01:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T19:10:23.110+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlfriend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>I wanna know what love is.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah I pretty much put a sappy line from an existing lyric as one of my titles almost all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it's pretty sappy because I'm obviously going to talk about love--well, teenagers love this little stupid thing, don't they? Silly teenagers, I'm still one of them too, sadly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here I shall quote a question from that wonderful meme, &lt;i&gt;what is love?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is an answer my awesome friend has given, let us quote this person for I have asked the permission to put it on my humble bloggu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The most important thing from love is it should be only from 2 people, not three, not one. I mean romantic love, if two makes the effort whatever happens go through. - Marcella Lie&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that is quite true, I must say. I don't like interventions in my relationships. I &lt;i&gt;hate&lt;/i&gt; interventions in my relationships even if they're coming from my best friends. What business do you have with the two of us? Hey, it's the &lt;u&gt;two of us&lt;/u&gt; that matters, not the rest of you. Listen to thou explanation and be influenced, I shall, but nothing should stop me from loving this guy if I've already fallen so deep and we're together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dude, best friends, aren't you suppose to SUPPORT me instead? Some bitches won't shut up, they want to know our love lives. I used to be one of those little teenagers who keep talking about her love life, but I have said NONE to anyone out of my little league (so little I could die, I HAS NO FRAND). Like, what have I done with him so far, how were my dates going. No one else needs to know if I have decided so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just in case any of you is wondering if I am in love. &lt;i&gt;Wahlao eh&lt;/i&gt;, isn't that obvious? Haha! Exactly why I am writing this post, right? I am in love with this cute man, one year my senior but we went to the same high school and graduated together. Let me tell you about our love story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe, there's nothing much. Sadly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, we have been living apart from each other for about a year now after all, and it all just bloomed really fast during my June-July holiday. I was quite happy it happened, I actually &lt;b&gt;expected&lt;/b&gt; something to happen between us during that time sooner or later. :'D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure he likes me from ages ago, about a year now? Am I wrong? (Whoopsies!) But I was not into anything further with him at that time since I was... sort of taken. I remember him talking to me almost every night nearing the end of my exams, we kind of didn't talk much after because I was enjoying vacation in Singapore and Indonesia. Not wanting to spill any detail 'cause that's for my besties' private readings, but yeah that is that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cutely, he thought I rejected him for good at that time. Hehe, no no. I actually found his actions to me quite cute but I just couldn't accept it then. He kept trying, I noticed, even when I'm already away in Sydney. Ah, just, he's really cute! (I wonder if he'll read my blog if I didn't notice about it to him)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long story short, let's not make this post tl;dr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still apart from each other with the three hours difference (fuck the time zones) we've been together for... a bit more than three months &lt;b&gt;ONLY&lt;/b&gt; but I am &lt;strike&gt;pretty&lt;/strike&gt; really sure that I have fallen in love. Right or wrong, who knows in the future. I see him as a perfect figure for my future husband, and that is the way it should stay until we get married :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is when two has created their own world, their own life, not exactly never giving a fuck to the outside world but their world is the only thing that matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is when no matter how long or how far you are apart from each other, you will still be in love and it will just accumulate in time no matter how little contact you have done with each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is when you feel those butterflies fluttering silly in your tummy everytime you see their name on the screens, hear their voice, or just looking at him from five metres away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is when you can't stop talking about him at least in your head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love fluctuates all the time, but may we all be sure that&lt;i&gt; true love&lt;/i&gt; doesn't stop no matter how hard it fluctuates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is not far from the little wars or fights you two will have in the coming future. Invincible, may I say, but when you're in love these fights will hold you two closer, not further.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love doesn't make you blind, but love won't make you think anything else matters. Not age, not gender, not social status, nothing. It's just "you and me".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is like your masterpiece, all you want to do is show them off, not for fame, but because they're so amazing you are just so proud of them no matter what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is a lot of thing, but what matters is what--no, &lt;b&gt;who&lt;/b&gt; is love for you, because everyone is different! If someone's definition of love is the same as yours, you should be worried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So &lt;i&gt;who &lt;/i&gt;is &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; for you? Mine is him, and that's how it's going to be forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry I'm feeling real cheesy tonight, and he's working. Baaah I kind of miss him. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silly little love, trying to mess with our minds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I think...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love is a method of brainwashing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be good, use safety, and ciao ciao! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I will so give tips for relationships next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KVUUJqnv5lc/Tq_Q-L36OuI/AAAAAAAAAs0/thx_-IPeTfM/s1600/302243_10150317341099492_701579491_8374405_1212767837_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KVUUJqnv5lc/Tq_Q-L36OuI/AAAAAAAAAs0/thx_-IPeTfM/s320/302243_10150317341099492_701579491_8374405_1212767837_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669980222640503522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YZ-f9v_sYFI/Tq_Q-s8QPFI/AAAAAAAAAtA/mgu4RwIBdFI/s1600/IMG-20110924-00015.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YZ-f9v_sYFI/Tq_Q-s8QPFI/AAAAAAAAAtA/mgu4RwIBdFI/s320/IMG-20110924-00015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669980231517092946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Do you love him?"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;YOU RECKON?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With lots of loves so much that you can't resist,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Angee Ross Cadaverini&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-3183530420664445200?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/3183530420664445200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-wanna-know-what-love-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/3183530420664445200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/3183530420664445200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-wanna-know-what-love-is.html' title='I wanna know what love is.'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KVUUJqnv5lc/Tq_Q-L36OuI/AAAAAAAAAs0/thx_-IPeTfM/s72-c/302243_10150317341099492_701579491_8374405_1212767837_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-7216736368682129061</id><published>2011-10-26T06:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T07:28:12.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ｷﾀﾜァ*･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･゜(n‘∀‘)ηﾟ･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･* !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Such a proper title for such blog, I mean isn't this blog just cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, G'DAY MATES. I've been trying to blog regularly here because I don't want to abandon any of my sites anymore (that includes Tumblr... which I currently am abandoning because I'm not into any of the fandom as much as before OTL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, as you can see, the blog is obviously still under construction but I hope to fix that, it's just those automatically-switching banners. I still need to make three more but I'm too lazy though all I did these days are procrastinating on &lt;strike&gt;yaoi&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;u&gt;mangas&lt;/u&gt;, the &lt;u&gt;internet&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;eat&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm sorry. /bows&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway anyway, first exam will start in EXACTLY three weeks from now! &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=wktk" target="blank"&gt;wktk&lt;/a&gt; I hope I can study well because as I previously mentioned, I've been slacking, hard, so hard it hurts. I should stop being so slacky and get on the business, I need to get at least one HD ;n; THE UNITS I TAKE THIS SEMESTER ARE GODDAMN HARD I TELL YA. (I wanted to say &lt;strike&gt;fucking arseholes&lt;/strike&gt; but I'm trying to--oops I said it, didn't I.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll have to study hard from today on because (have I told you this in the previous post?) I have three consecutive exams and a separated-by-weekend exam after that, and the last one is Marketing, the one I dread the most and the laziest to study for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish me luck guys! Wait, let me do this Japanese style...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wish me luck guys! =ε=ε=┌(;*´Д`)ﾉ&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I'll do another banner sometime today but first I'll have to study--and I have a study session with a friend in like an hour, or so, maybe more. =u=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you guys are anywhere near your exams as well, I bid you good luck and do your best! Luck has nothing to do, but it has if you do something, welp, wisdom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-miDcJ6roFbs/TqdE_xIrNCI/AAAAAAAAAsc/8ft74buKmBA/s1600/vneck.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-miDcJ6roFbs/TqdE_xIrNCI/AAAAAAAAAsc/8ft74buKmBA/s320/vneck.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667574518381229090" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you guys scroll down some more after this? 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It's not like I miss blogging or anything... (eh?) But since right now I have some spare time to... spare... well I'll just have to share about the stuffs that have been happening these days. It's been hectic, really, but at the same time there has been lots and lots of fun too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I seriously don't know from where should I begin the epic rant of my boring life, but let's start from where I last left off--May? Ah, but I don't really want to reminisce my winter holiday in Perth ;A; such wonderful memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start from after the break shall we? It's my second semester in Uni, my life as a freshman is going to end pretty soon! Oh god, before I know it I'll become a senior... this semester I'm taking Japanese again and dear Lord, my Japanese is really rusty, like, &lt;i&gt;really.&lt;/i&gt; But I'm sharpening it again now! (And no don't even try asking if it was successful) Also, I take Accounting as I am required too, oh yay. And meeting Marketing too, oh goodness the subject I hate ever since Year 11. Econs, I thought I was going to hate it but NO! I don't love it either though, I just... well, sort of like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's really bothersome that I have group-work based assessments in &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; these subjects. Not that I hate teamworking, but it's just that it's not my best point? I put my hardest into these works but they never get me to the satisfactory point--mainly because others affect the results as well? Not saying that I'm the best, it must be my lack of organising skills too, but you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, getting too off track, I need to get on with this again! Next thing is that many things have been happening in this semester, from many levels of fights with my now totally-seriously-BFFFL, me turning legal a.k.a. 18 years old, and going back to Perth for the two-weeks study break! (I didn't study, ha, such a misnamed break.) Since there are just too much happening, might just as well post photos sooner or later--since pictures say a thousand words and writing would need, well, a thousand words to say a thousand words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been so busy like hell lately that I haven't spent much time on the Internet, except for Twitter. I even forget to sign on Skype everyday... and I have used less and less and so much less Tumblr nowadays. Not sure if I'll get back to it later when I'm back into my holidays again, depends if I get a job or not... but still, I miss my Internetical environment ;A; my frieeeeeeends...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, jobs! Yes, I have just applied to some Macca's, KFC, and Woolies outlets and Macca's has been responding to me lately. Not sure if I'll take the job if I ever get them though, I've got interviewed twice and I'm still waiting on my reply for the Chatswood branch. But I'm leaving in like two months more or less, so I'm pretty much in dilemma right now. Though I don't think I will take the job... probably not. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait for all these to end in like, 3 weeks or so? I can't wait for my exams already ;A; I love exam season/weeks because I actually get totally productive though I've started from like, last week? I have four exams in a row, the only break I have are the five days before the first exam and the weekend just before the last exam. I hate it that I have Marketing as a last exam, because apparently it's the easiest subject I'm taking this semester, yes, even compared to Japanese. All in all, sadly, they have to make Accounting my very first exam and Econs following after that. &lt;i&gt;Gott verdammt,&lt;/i&gt; Macquarie Uni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I've just submitted my big arse worth of an essay (25%, hear me?!) and I'm currently having painful twists inside my tummy. It always happens to me when I'm under pressure... I know, such a weak little duckling, I know. :'C So I'll probably sleep early tonight...? And by early I mean 12am, of course, &lt;i&gt;duh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coming up are some random photos I choose because I think best fit to describe the whole time I've been absent from this blog. (Do you notice the increasing number of pictures? My &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.au/search?gcx=c&amp;amp;ix=c2&amp;amp;sourceid=chrome&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;q=blackberry+torch+9860"&gt;new Blackberry&lt;/a&gt; does have the best camera, indeed, so...!) Oh and I'm going to try to find new layouts for the blog! And no I can't be bothered designing my own for now--so I'll go and get some codes, whoop! Enjoy the pictures, until then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5QlkUvOTu18/Tp7A7v9u2NI/AAAAAAAAApQ/NRgr9AK5RBs/s1600/257713_1961409926355_1576022397_1863802_654888_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5QlkUvOTu18/Tp7A7v9u2NI/AAAAAAAAApQ/NRgr9AK5RBs/s320/257713_1961409926355_1576022397_1863802_654888_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665177513998866642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FDsH0j2-Whs/Tp7A7dEgK7I/AAAAAAAAApA/ogbfCmLiDq8/s1600/kimburgee.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FDsH0j2-Whs/Tp7A7dEgK7I/AAAAAAAAApA/ogbfCmLiDq8/s320/kimburgee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665177508926991282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t5CUcsjpxac/Tp7A8weQOtI/AAAAAAAAApY/mQIj2vY4N2E/s320/272846_10150245651879492_701579491_7782430_6575618_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665177531315141330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-25bDCRH2cUE/Tp7A9BzTcjI/AAAAAAAAApk/iQ2g08gSdys/s1600/IMG_2926.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-25bDCRH2cUE/Tp7A9BzTcjI/AAAAAAAAApk/iQ2g08gSdys/s320/IMG_2926.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665177535966835250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eoAIFd1kKBE/Tp7A9h0QGiI/AAAAAAAAAps/6wwmu8-2hfU/s1600/IMG_2916.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eoAIFd1kKBE/Tp7A9h0QGiI/AAAAAAAAAps/6wwmu8-2hfU/s320/IMG_2916.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665177544560744994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-74OM3_3BWC8/Tp7C4RQdt7I/AAAAAAAAAqA/009892dnLqo/s1600/IMG_2989.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-74OM3_3BWC8/Tp7C4RQdt7I/AAAAAAAAAqA/009892dnLqo/s320/IMG_2989.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665179653239584690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QJ7siMxunYA/Tp7C4mhQrmI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Uj3H9AWvfYM/s1600/IMG-20110928-00053.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QJ7siMxunYA/Tp7C4mhQrmI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Uj3H9AWvfYM/s320/IMG-20110928-00053.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665179658947178082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aE4kKu5bzjM/Tp7C6JaGGAI/AAAAAAAAAqw/4wIzMYjL02o/s1600/310717_10150317324284492_701579491_8374242_1758741550_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aE4kKu5bzjM/Tp7C6JaGGAI/AAAAAAAAAqw/4wIzMYjL02o/s320/310717_10150317324284492_701579491_8374242_1758741550_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665179685492234242" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QzThU0K1r2Q/Tp7C5F3BPKI/AAAAAAAAAqU/bR7uUQz1epA/s1600/IMG-20110930-00070.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QzThU0K1r2Q/Tp7C5F3BPKI/AAAAAAAAAqU/bR7uUQz1epA/s320/IMG-20110930-00070.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665179667359939746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KJi3Z9q98KA/Tp7FuIuB1JI/AAAAAAAAAsI/LkBbrziD1dg/s1600/IMG-20111001-00085.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KJi3Z9q98KA/Tp7FuIuB1JI/AAAAAAAAAsI/LkBbrziD1dg/s320/IMG-20111001-00085.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665182777683858578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zp31pSID_dc/Tp7EgetgBnI/AAAAAAAAArs/dVfulwBai-A/s1600/IMG_3024.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zp31pSID_dc/Tp7EgetgBnI/AAAAAAAAArs/dVfulwBai-A/s320/IMG_3024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665181443557426802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bM7Kv86T-i8/Tp7EfwvZoAI/AAAAAAAAArk/pH5oacI1hOQ/s1600/IMG-20111014-00053.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bM7Kv86T-i8/Tp7EfwvZoAI/AAAAAAAAArk/pH5oacI1hOQ/s320/IMG-20111014-00053.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665181431217364994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6_z3Bj2RPlA/Tp7EfZNre4I/AAAAAAAAArM/P91_gvFtWVY/s1600/IMG-20111017-00089.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6_z3Bj2RPlA/Tp7EfZNre4I/AAAAAAAAArM/P91_gvFtWVY/s320/IMG-20111017-00089.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665181424901913474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DAQMK6t1bpg/Tp7Efjw_goI/AAAAAAAAArU/SWbkxEKD47A/s1600/IMG-20111018-00093.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DAQMK6t1bpg/Tp7Efjw_goI/AAAAAAAAArU/SWbkxEKD47A/s320/IMG-20111018-00093.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665181427734381186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There goes my life journey up to &lt;i&gt;now&lt;/i&gt;! And now... &lt;i&gt;aherm!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear my boyfriend, lover, best friend, ice cream (eh? I'm hungry...), and (very hopefully!) husband-to-be, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rodan Sastras&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, happy 10-minutes-early-Sydney-time &lt;b&gt;third&lt;/b&gt; monthsary! I know I don't say this much but kasjdlkjlkjfklasjlkdjLKJ SLKAJLKD &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;, a-and... ohgodIdon'tpublishlovewellokay, BYE. &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://nyan.cat/"&gt;Nyan nyan...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://nyan.cat/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l_VaBpRJfQU/Tp7FtrLHPQI/AAAAAAAAAsA/N9x5gE5-lxA/s1600/293494_10150317336934492_701579491_8374348_1522532978_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l_VaBpRJfQU/Tp7FtrLHPQI/AAAAAAAAAsA/N9x5gE5-lxA/s320/293494_10150317336934492_701579491_8374348_1522532978_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665182769752784130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Angee Ross Cadaverini&lt;/i&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/244177626832913007-2047825846431626866?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/2047825846431626866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2011/10/ooh-shes-bringing-sexy-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/2047825846431626866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/2047825846431626866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2011/10/ooh-shes-bringing-sexy-back.html' title='Ooh, she&apos;s bringing sexy back.'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5QlkUvOTu18/Tp7A7v9u2NI/AAAAAAAAApQ/NRgr9AK5RBs/s72-c/257713_1961409926355_1576022397_1863802_654888_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-2257249364883831803</id><published>2011-05-09T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T18:36:10.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm here when I shouldn't be</title><content type='html'>HELLO PEOPLE.&lt;div&gt;I'm here, indeed I am. B-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have this, Livejournal (angeeross8), and Tumblr (angeecadaverini) to maintain. Such is life for a fandom. :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AUSHUFSLDJSLKJDK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway! I'm pretty much on my 10th week of university, and I don't know if I really should be blogging because I have a test coming up on &lt;b&gt;Thursday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which consists of &lt;b&gt;8 lectures.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which is like an exam but 3 lectures less. B-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of my life is okay? I guess?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, there's nothing major happening :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's because I've been hanging out on Tumblr lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when I think of it, Tumblr saves my emotion for something more... emotional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like, because, like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AKSJLSFJLSJDLKJJSKD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Because I missed out on the VIP Ticket for the Boombox tour so I am currently unable to seek my dream of meeting Kevjumba and Nigahiga =_="&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've come back to writing again, on Quizilla (hyper-lopher21) of course because I am not worthy of FF.net yet u___u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going deeper and deeper into the fandom of &lt;b&gt;Hetalia,&lt;/b&gt; which has a pretty much crack-filled fandom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which I really love and not going to let go. Not now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm new into this fandom so if you guys happen to be a Hetalia fandom please say hi to me on Tumblr (angeecadaverini) or Twitter (angeecadav) or something u_____u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no IRL friend to talk about anime to--but I'll survive, maybe, I guess, I think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love to be blogging again! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be back sometime later?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I CAN'T WAIT TO GO BACK TO PERTH YES *hip thrust*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okok I'll stop acting weird for your sake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CIAO, CIAO~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-2257249364883831803?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/2257249364883831803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-here-when-i-shouldnt-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/2257249364883831803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/2257249364883831803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-here-when-i-shouldnt-be.html' title='I&apos;m here when I shouldn&apos;t be'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-8889101226340996827</id><published>2011-03-24T19:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T19:15:56.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waaaaaai!</title><content type='html'>Hey hey, I promise a post will be coming up soon sometime this week.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've just edited my blog's HTML and I feel so attached to my blog now--but I can't touch it yet because I have a lot of studying to do! :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(If there's any...) Readers, sorry for doing this. Gyaaaaah! University is really busy, I tell you! ;'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-8889101226340996827?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/8889101226340996827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2011/03/waaaaaai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/8889101226340996827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/8889101226340996827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2011/03/waaaaaai.html' title='Waaaaaai!'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-2054348505810903774</id><published>2011-02-24T19:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T21:44:38.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Sydney and Photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm like in Sydney now, having fun and stuff. Yeah I know you guys would be jeeaaalooousss yeah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I lied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who the hell is having fun! Classes have already started, it's like super busy right now :'( especially last week. Enrolling to units, registering to class and changing them eventually. Ugh. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a lot of work I swear, and I would never lie. But I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I love university as well! Except for the fact that it's been really hot on the days that I had to go to university this week. -_- Bad luck, that was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So guys, I know lots of you are a pro at this: &lt;i&gt;photography&lt;/i&gt;. And to tell you the truth, I'm a noob. I don't know how to operate a DSLR, I don't even know how to turn it on. The only thing I know is how do I take a photo with it (because people have been asking me to take pictures for them with these effing heavy DSLRs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But hey, I believe something can look super pretty even if you don't have a DSLR, I mean, take my Blackberry Onyx--or even my webcam, I swear I can even focus with it--the matter with good photos are FOCUS and other thing is the &lt;b&gt;MEANING&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"To me, photography is an art of observation. It's about finding something in an ordinary place... I've found it has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them." &lt;/i&gt;- Elliott Erwitt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you see that you can put a meaning into a still picture you take anyhow you want. For example, through the feeling of awe you have towards the object, your favor for the object--this especially applies for food, or any other positive feelings/aura you get when you're at the moment of taking the picture or even be in the taking of the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's awesome how just that and that alone, no Photoshop or anything, and techniques and angles can bring you to a good picture. I usually realize that when I'm browsing through the pictures I've taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, it doesn't ever matter. Even when I take photos of the zoo with my new camera, the Sony HD flip (it's actually way better for video taking purposes) I can somehow feel something through the picture, you know? Don't ask me why, it's even a picture of a bunch of cute monkeys and one of them is even making inappropriate pose that made us laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bl2lyGxjg1M/TWZgjcfYxyI/AAAAAAAAAo0/rIE0SgjsFIA/s320/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577251350604465954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try looking at haunted houses or a deserted plain/town. It can still look pretty awesome right, even if when you go there it's super creepy it just makes you want to run, but something of those photos pull you in. It's kind of the feeling of the photographer that pulls you in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This happens usually in pre-wedding photos. They make you want to get married; girls agree with me, don't you? Well most of you do, don't deny it. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, see, if you think you can just capture things up with your oh so super manually operated DSLR (I know you guys are not noob, but digital cameras have manual-operations too you know... I use them all the time for picture-takings) and you think that what you capture is pretty, but if your feeling doesn't last long, the art of it doesn't either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try taking a picture of someone/something you dislike with your DSLR! They'll never look pretty to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even I, who hates meats except for chicken and fish, can sometimes be pulled in for a diet killer at night when I'm seeing food photos filled Tumblr. The feeling that's conveyed through the picture by the photographer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not always positive though, sometimes when you see a photograph you'll feel really sad or touched. It's, again, the feeling of the photographer being conveyed back to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, back to non-serious time, I'm no good in photography but I like taking picture of sceneries that are new to me, cute animals and awesome food (in presentation/taste) so I might be going to &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; way of life as a hobby. Making money out of them will be a bother, and the photos might not look as natural as before! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't take pictures of other people because... well, mainly I'm a narcissist, deal with it. B-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you guys are taking photography in university or any college right now, I bid you good luck! It's an awesome arts to study!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: If you're an art student, remember that the same applies to you, except that artists' feeling are conveyed better through the arts they drew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not wise but... yeah, hope this helps to build up some thoughts! :) Have fun! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-2054348505810903774?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/2054348505810903774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2011/02/sydney-and-photography.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/2054348505810903774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/2054348505810903774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2011/02/sydney-and-photography.html' title='Sydney and Photography'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bl2lyGxjg1M/TWZgjcfYxyI/AAAAAAAAAo0/rIE0SgjsFIA/s72-c/DSC00025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-2577421505201363794</id><published>2011-01-11T01:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T02:00:21.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gary Motherfuthing Oak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TStIguAcpdI/AAAAAAAAAoo/sMO_oYHYvrE/s1600/15179749_m.png"&gt;&lt;/a&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/_p84dHFLtqgc/TStIga9qOkI/AAAAAAAAAog/hpcOlX1uMdc/s1600/thinking.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... is awesome, handsome, cute, and they're so right... he's so distracting. (^* o*)^&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO GUYS. I HAVE NO DEVELOPMENT IN WATCHING POKEMON...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But gladly enough, to have development in my life instead oo-yeah. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's been happening? Nothing much really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, BIG STUFFS. Actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First thing off, I've got an offer fro Macquarie University. YAY! Getting enrolled soon as I get this stupid eStudent problem off my hook. F-ing mad, I tell you, MAD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But really, I just need to wake up earlier and call the IT men of Macquarie-U. ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next up! Hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where was I again? Oh big things happening uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is... TOMORROW IS MY FIRST DRIVING LESSON YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh shoot that Hyundai Getz is going to get f-ed, I'm gonna DRIIIIIIIIVE in the streets of little Perth City. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray for me I'm not gonna bump into anything weird, especially to another car. A cute guy will do just fine. ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH THIS IS THE SCARIEST THING BOOHOO WOOHOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting my very first surgery, though I know it's only wisdom teeth and yes they heal in one week, still... imagine a surgery and they open up stuff. Scary and crazy, eh? I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta deal with that, I don't want to deal with future pains after all. ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yep! With all that I'm going to wrap up that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to move to Sydney and I still haven't had the slightest idea of where to live, not enrolled yet and therefore Visa is not yet renewable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See what I mean? I'm f-ed that is. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, a little rant now after all that. And this has nothing to do with moving out or wisdom tooth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe that people who are being a (sorry) bitch will always going to be one. Second chances never matter to those people, well, most at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learned this and I know this well, those who used to hate me and now are clinging to me OF COURSE have something in their minds. 'specially they are those people with prides. A-ha, think I got into their traps just like that? NO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, there are a lot of people like that (I don't know why I'm so hunted, I'm not even popular). Hated me then later on in the end try to find me again, out of nowhere. -_- Yes, I have forgiven you since ages ago, and no I haven't forgotten what you did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forgive and forget is so wrong; forgetting a lesson that you have to learn? No in the hell way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok I'll stop ranting. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to post pictures from my short trip to Margaret River, but guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M TOO LAZY! YAAAAAAAAAAAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gary Oak is handsome don't cha think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear if he's real he'll make me &lt;strike&gt;orgasm&lt;/strike&gt; feel butterfly in my tummy &lt;strike&gt;and orgasm&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hated him when I was a child, GOD WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HATING SUCH A HOT JERK? SERIOUSLY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's some pictures for you who doesn't know Mr. &lt;b&gt;Gary Motherfuthing Oak&lt;/b&gt;. I swear that's everywhere in the internet. Darn you internet. :$&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TStIga9qOkI/AAAAAAAAAog/hpcOlX1uMdc/s1600/thinking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TStIga9qOkI/AAAAAAAAAog/hpcOlX1uMdc/s320/thinking.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560617886749964866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TStIgIlKYlI/AAAAAAAAAoY/BsvojrWjTK4/s1600/164400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TStIgIlKYlI/AAAAAAAAAoY/BsvojrWjTK4/s320/164400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560617881815376466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.zerochan.net"&gt;Zerochan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TStIf9kvXJI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/3r9L73m0e6c/s1600/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TStIf9kvXJI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/3r9L73m0e6c/s320/02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560617878860815506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TStIfTpHmgI/AAAAAAAAAoI/aI43LVvpJys/s1600/EP554_Gary_3.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TStIfTpHmgI/AAAAAAAAAoI/aI43LVvpJys/s320/EP554_Gary_3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560617867604892162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... and the rest I Googled. 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And Shounen-Ai? I've been attached to that since I was Year 6, why not now? Still got the hots for it. Only if they're hot boys, and anime. ;) 'Cause porn is just sooo yucky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TStIguAcpdI/AAAAAAAAAoo/sMO_oYHYvrE/s320/15179749_m.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560617891861931474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pixiv.net"&gt;Pixiv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. I'm off now, it's late and I need to finish my first chapterrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray for me? O:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angee Ross Cadaverini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-2577421505201363794?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/2577421505201363794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2011/01/gary-motherfuthing-oak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/2577421505201363794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/2577421505201363794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2011/01/gary-motherfuthing-oak.html' title='Gary Motherfuthing Oak'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TStIga9qOkI/AAAAAAAAAog/hpcOlX1uMdc/s72-c/thinking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-367874718856790433</id><published>2011-01-04T11:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T18:39:56.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ship here. Ship there. Ship ship ship!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was going to write this post 15 minutes ago, but I got morning urges you know the toilet... yeah? AHERM. Nevermind me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAYS! I've got some news for you guys, that is if you're interested, which I don't think so -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. ATAR Score&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ta-daaaaaaa! I've got insufficient ATAR score for UNSW, applause applause! But it's good cause I don't really want to go in UNSW you know... (Melbourne University was my first preference, and pfft I don't even get in :p)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's over-sufficient to go into Monash Uni or Macquarie-U though, but guess which one I pick?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*drum rolls*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;MACQUARIE UNIVERSITY&lt;/b&gt; YAAAAAAAAAAY! Going Sydney early February to do some home-searching before I go homeless for the whole year, or maybe me and mommy just gonna give up and give me up to the homestay people D':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No my ATAR score is not really low, it's within my expectation though! So I'm pretty happy with it, I've been thinking to go Macquarie for awhile now too so I guess... God's been listening to my thoughts huh? :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So guys, if you're reading my blog and happen to land in Sydney, give me a shout like, "Angee!" and I'll be there. No, not really 'cause I'm scared to talk to strangers out of my boundary... I mean, not that I'm anti-social, I don't talk to strangers on the street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to spare a story, I'm scared because a few times I went to city, we met with one Indian guy (not being racist here but it's the truth), one old man to be true, and he's like talking to me about where do I come from, what subjects do I take in school, and I pretend that I'm a girl new to Australian school, so I don't speak anything. Yeah, the lesson is: guys, don't talk to strangers if they're getting strange, asking for direction is not... or asking you to take photo for them. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Vacation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've traveled to Singapore and Jakarta, starting from 22 November to 18 December, it was fun to hang out and have a three-weeks sleepover with my friends, really! But I don't have a lot of pictures, I mean, it's Singapore, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone from my country can just go there if they have the money to, and they'll just go there every year *aherm* I mean, me too, and I'm getting sick of it... (not sick of the shopping though, NEVER!) every year's almost the same, Christmas time woohoo! Decorations here and there, and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, that's not it. We went to do sightseeing in the zoo, yes we looked here and there for awhile, we saw some hippos, monkeys, you know the deal, but then...  IT WAS F-ING RAINING FOR ALMOST THE WHOLE DAY! (Yeah, naughty us we sneaked to the penguin theatre in the rain just to see a pelican staring at us and penguins swimming around). Me, Marcella and Winnie are so pissed off that we finally leave the zoo when it's almost five. ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we go to the Night Safari. GUYS, GUYS. I don't recommend this to you, especially if you have short-term memory for directions and have bad eyesights when it comes to night vision. -_- That's what happened to me, and my friends both have no clue where we're going, we feel like we're almost lost. Sorry, pride was going over me, we WERE lost! Spending the whole night trying to find our way out, so we ask people here and there, and we got scared (YOU KNOW, IT'S LIKE AT NIGHT YEAH?) But we're out, we're fine, AHAHA, such a memory huh. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now I wish we've gone to the Bird Park instead, f-ing Night Safari! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the vacation is shopping, and the rest of the thing in Jakarta is sleeping and shopping and being gluttony. :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I got my ID and my driver's license AHAHA! I know you guys are jealous, I know. Nah, that's not special -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Anime and Games&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah! Super nerds ftw let's hold hands together and dance in a circle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, seriously, after I come back to Perth I've been isolating my mind to my laptop to watch anime, a lot of it. Not really, and I've been reading stuffs too. I watched the following:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TSKtSRhDolI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Ip1RzKImMC8/s320/watch-cardcaptor-sakura-episodes-online-english-sub-thumbnailpic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558195419579916882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cardcaptor Sakura&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kinomoto Sakura was just a normal 5th grader, until she finds the Clow book which guards the Clow Cards that were scattered accidentally, and then she finds Keroberos in it. She went on a search for the Clow Cards together with her friend, Daidouji Tomoyo, and a rival, Li Shaoran. While at the same time, trying to hide these all from her brother, Touya, and the person she's always liked, Tsukishiro Yukito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to our old school days AHAHAHA! I like this anime since back then when I was in 3rd grade (It's been nine years now, wow) It's an awesome anime! Believe me! It's childish, I know, who cares. It's nostalgic and I still cry to some of its scenes. ;'( Believe me or not, this is 4.8/5. I like the magical  girl series ahahahahaha I'm a wimp, who cares. GO WATCH YOURSELF, you'll cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TSKrqjEB8mI/AAAAAAAAAno/FXq6ZnZIw6c/s320/toradora_main.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558193637583614562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Toradora!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About Aisaka Taiga and Takasu Ryuuji trying to get their admired ones, Kushieda Minori and Kitamura Yusaku, and getting help from each other because one is friend with the other, and the story develops from there :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This anime is effing amazing and adorable, I mean, it's kind of realistic you know and retardedly funny at the same time. The plot turns out unexpected and quite well, and I like it! I laughed a lot watching it I swear, I love Inko-chan! AHAHA! So! Recommended, 4.8/5 :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TSKrqAN9bvI/AAAAAAAAAnY/pu8fIRAy2fE/s320/f9aeb14adca23d0baba3119c20af5090.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558193628230020850" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 251px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;True Tears&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No summary because the anime didn't really get to me, I'm sorry. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bleah, too dramatic not really funny, I don't really like it and don't recommend it to you guys who are looking for the romance/comedy stuffs. I didn't even understand the plot, it's like all mixed up. 2.5/5, sorry for True Tears fans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TSKrq0kelVI/AAAAAAAAAnw/HYk95q8rB7s/s320/Sample.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558193642283111762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 296px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zero no Tsukaima&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Louise Francoise is a girl in the magic academy who is called "Zero" because she's unable to do her magic properly and always makes explosions in the end. One time, she has to summon a "familiar" which means some kind of a partner, or servant to be mean; wanted it to be a beautiful creature, but it's just a boy from Japan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEHE I LOVE THIS ONE! SO MUCH! It's funny &lt;strike&gt;and it's kinda ecchi at the same time&lt;/strike&gt; and it's full of action and romance too, it's like all packed in one. Three seasons in the anime, and I'm currently in the third one, pausing because I feel like having a break, so I moved to this next one I'm gonna tell. Um, 4.7/5! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TSKrqVJPKUI/AAAAAAAAAng/mWXn0k6wIfE/s320/highschool_03_01x.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558193633847355714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Highschool of the Dead&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Komuro Takashi and Miyamoto Rei are just highschool students, who think that it's just another day for them but it's not, all of sudden, there's someone coming to school and starting to create a chaos of the pandemic: everyone being bitten and getting the disease to eat others and spread the disease again... which almost the whole school got but they still have other survivors who team up with them to survive from the pandemic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like a zombie movie, but it's amazing LOVE IT! Got some bits of funny too, and romance, &lt;strike&gt;and ecchi,&lt;/strike&gt; and it's realistic you know, knowing they're high school students who are trying to survive the disease, and they have limited knowledge of the armed weapons except for one nerd out there :p Rate? 4.7/5, it's still ongoing though. Love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TSKrrFCpQhI/AAAAAAAAAn4/oQVHQXrJTfE/s320/pokemondp.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558193646704607762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pokemon: Diamond and Pearl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ash and Brock sets off for a journey in Sinnoh with a new friend, Dawn, who wants to be the best coordinator by going into contests, while Ash is journeying for his badges. You know the deal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Dawn! I LOVE DAWN! I LOVE PEARLSHIPPING! HAHAAHAHHAHAHA! Behold of the greatest Angee and the Pearlshipping muahahaha. I've been liking Dawn ever since I played Pokemon Diamond/Pearl (and Platinum) so that's why I pick this season to watch from. :p Can't rate yet, I've just started yesterday ;D&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;So guys I think I'm gonna jet off here because I'm tired of typing and I have to get back to my shippings, I'll be editing my website soon because I'll surely be joining some fanlistings. Dude, I love going back to the early 2000's. Okay then guys! Enjoy watching lots of anime, don't turn into a nerd like me, okay?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angee Ross Cadaverini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-367874718856790433?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/367874718856790433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2011/01/ship-here-ship-there-ship-ship-ship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/367874718856790433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/367874718856790433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2011/01/ship-here-ship-there-ship-ship-ship.html' title='Ship here. Ship there. Ship ship ship!'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TSKtSRhDolI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Ip1RzKImMC8/s72-c/watch-cardcaptor-sakura-episodes-online-english-sub-thumbnailpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-1870104062015822722</id><published>2010-12-14T19:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T19:38:26.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A post? Really..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TQdV-lRiUqI/AAAAAAAAAnM/di-_BrRLwNU/s1600/IMG_1938.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah. Totally.&lt;div&gt;And if you were guessing whether or not I am bored, alone, and/or cold during this blog, yes I was. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bubbii has gone out since the afternoon, I'm all alone at home! :( It's raining too, and it's coldddd! I wish I have gone longer in the mall, but I was alone anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should've had my ID card now, but I don't! The government is a bitch here... ;( they complicated stuffs, which has just ruined my day and hangout with the others... 'cause in the end I didn't get my ID, I still have to get it tomorrow. Super bitch! ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah bang bang I'm still in Jakarta. I've met with... Fred, Anita, and Dennis. ;) Today I should've met Cherylanne too! :( But I missed her, literally! Because of the shitty complications. Rawr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what did I do instead? I wasted my time waiting and then since they throw me away I went for a treatment in the salon. I planned to colour my hair, but then again I just did last night (and I failed, don't wonder why), so I just cut my hair... the split ends you know... and my fringe too. I like it better now :9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TQdV-lRiUqI/AAAAAAAAAnM/di-_BrRLwNU/s320/IMG_1938.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550499599403340450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hey Angel you duh sexayyyyyyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah no more straight fringe :O ahahaha!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still emo to be honest. Just gotta live with that. I feel so lonely today! Well not really, but at this second I am lonely... because I literally am alone, and I am cold, and I am emooooooo! Noooooooooo! :(:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the first time I endure myself from crying. I don't like crying but lately I've been doing that. Is it PMS or is it emotion? Tell me. ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And has been feeling lonely too... sigh, I guess it's emotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it my fault or is it his fault or is it someone else's fault?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHH I GOTTA STOP RANTING BEFORE YOU HATE ME. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate Jakarta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the traffic jams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And how it's hot and cold. -___-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss Murdoch College so fucking bad. Let me go back to those days. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my Kim, Mira, Jov, Max, Sam, and Fred! :'(((( I hope I'll be seeing them anytime soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've decided to leave Jakarta for good by the way. This might be my last vacation hometown. I'm sorry. I just hate it. Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is money all they think about? Can't they spare some patience and hearts? :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angee Ross Cadaverini x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-1870104062015822722?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/1870104062015822722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/12/post-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/1870104062015822722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/1870104062015822722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/12/post-really.html' title='A post? Really..?'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TQdV-lRiUqI/AAAAAAAAAnM/di-_BrRLwNU/s72-c/IMG_1938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-3761993171446819406</id><published>2010-11-21T03:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T03:18:29.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey doods.</title><content type='html'>Hey, wassup people? I'm still up and it's 03:03 AM when I started writing this so! Yeah. I hope I can get over my insomnia -_-&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway! Life has been less than great for these three weeks. Me has been having exams! Busy busy bee I guess! I've been slacking cause it's Japanese exam the last and well yeah, we're allowed dictionary anyway... HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been going out. After all I'm leaving Perth and stuffs. Kim went like 18.11? :( I'm so gonna miss her! She's one of my bestest! :( but what's done is done... and I'll be meeting her in Singapore anyway! SOOOOOOO! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday (yeah since it's the morning now duh) I have been spending my day on my Japanese papers full of hiraganas and kanjis... (and bits of katakanas here and there) and my VBA! :p Haha it's Visual Boy Advance, an emulator for gameboy games. Guess what makes it addictive is that I downloaded Pokemon... and Harvest Moon. Yeah... should've done that after exams instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't packed my bag at all! I haven't even taken it out of the place... somewhere in my room... anyway, I have taken out like 5 clothes and I don't think it's enough to fly abroad. -_- So tomorrow my packing shall continue... and I want to buy a travel-size a.k.a. mini hair-dryer. I just can't live without it. CAN'T!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And still I shall not forget my study! My last exam is worth everything, it's JAPANESE! My favourite, naw! *insert heart shape here*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I was also out to Applecross soccer field to watch the boys play soccer, but me and Jo got bored so we decided to go for karaoke! FINALLY after a long long long time of absence from this public singing. After that we all go to South Perth to take pictures with the beautiful night scenery of Perth. It could be one of my last times seeing it! Not considering other times I'll be back for holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to pasta-craze with Jo, Fred, Calvin, Rodan and Joel. Was fun, I suppose? :) For a farewell, can't say much since everyone went back, but I'll say, "worthed." Then we went to take more and more group photos and stupid pictures with the scenery behind us. Beautiful. Wonderful. Amazeable. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back home, chat around with my precious. And Mira! I'm asking her to come and visit me at the airport on Monday, but she hesitates cause she doesn't know how to go. Fred too, since he has graduation on 1:30pm... and I've just finished my exam on 12pm. DAMMIT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm still wide awake, prolly from VBA syndrome. -___- Yes I has it on right now when I am blogging this. DUH. Also, chat is on with Rodan, he can't sleep (and neither can I with my VBA on) so he's bothering me with his speeches full of Chicken Essence. Lol. We talk a lot today I reckon but yeah. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So! Plan is tomorrow church, then city to buy my dearest travel hairdryer then pack up up up! Then study. You know... save the best for the last? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No picture, sorry. :( I didn't take with my camera, and Jo hasn't got them on FB! So... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angee Ross Cadaverini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-3761993171446819406?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/3761993171446819406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/11/hey-doods.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/3761993171446819406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/3761993171446819406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/11/hey-doods.html' title='Hey doods.'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-7680848258156943133</id><published>2010-10-18T22:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T23:33:52.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT THE FUCK IT'S A BLOGPOST.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TLxk8Fd12DI/AAAAAAAAAnE/u8um1a5Pgos/s1600/blogggedd00005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, indeed it is! :) So what have I been up to? It's the exams, folks. What do you expect? Let me tell you the interesting points of the exam weeks. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;English&lt;/b&gt; exam is first up; I'm glad it is! Well, it wasn't really hard. I was really super familiar with the LISTENING. But I still do bad at it (like, OOPS!) but you know, there's nothing I can do about it. :s I tried! Got the mark today, it's 70%. Bleargh. Can't be bothered with it, next!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next up is &lt;b&gt;Business&lt;/b&gt;. I HATE IT. I F-ING HATE IT! I swear I studied like 4 days full of BME and I didn't count the rest of the week before. It's all memory stuff and I hate it, it's memorizing LOGIC. If you use logic, sometimes it's still WRONG. Is it just me or is the teacher super stingy to me? Really. Worked super hard and 69%? F! you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Accounting&lt;/b&gt; next. I was super duper scared for it because I deliberately miss one question, well, not really. I didn't have time for it and decided to miss it out to finish the essay. Overall, I'm satisfied with it. The only thing that piss me off is that it didn't balance by 7000. The HELL? But, you know what, 80%! IMAGINE HOW HAPPY I WAS WHEN THE TEACHER TOLD ME THAT. EIGHTY! FUCK IT YAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next! &lt;b&gt;MATHS&lt;/b&gt;. OOOOH FUCKS. I did well in Resource Free, not extremely well, but well done enough. The only problem I had was just anti-differentiating something but overall I did okay! Proud of it much ;) That's only the Resource Free though... I died when I saw the Resource Rich questions. x___x Instantly died. Like, especially how they word the questions? Dude, I'm an overseas student, bare with it. 69%. I'm significant with this number, I guess that's just how I do it... on the bed. ;) JOKKKKKKIIIIIIIIING :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last last last. &lt;b&gt;Japanese&lt;/b&gt;! Err. Didn't study much for it but I think it was... oookay? Yep, that's what I think. Okay. Not good, not bad. Just okay :| Not for the speaking though. LOL. I messed up in that. But guess what? 80% DUDE! :):) pretty much happy now that I got 80 for both favorite subjects, don't care about the rest already. Mwahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NEXT INTERESTING POINT: &lt;b&gt;BABY&lt;/b&gt;! Yep that's rightttt. I'm officially and auntie now and I have a nephew! By this Thursday he'll be 2 weeks old. Isn't he just the cutest? He doesn't cry much surprisingly (and when he does, I panicked and wanted to cry too -_-) but he's just the cutest thing ever alive. It's the first time I see a relative baby, and I was just so happy I was uber excited about it! Thank God my sister-in-law didn't went through much after the contraction pains, it was a fast labour. Happy! VERY HAPPY! :):) Cute little &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Giorgio Juventus Widjaja&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. JUVE! HEART!&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TLxk7fy7wAI/AAAAAAAAAm0/vcuj0PScwqc/s320/blogggedd00003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529405415814316034" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He cried just now so I ran over to see what happened, but he's quiet now already. He's a smart boy. Love him soooo much. Aiya, fell in love at first sight. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I SO HAVE A LOT TO TELL YOU. During study break (when I didn't really study, aherm) I watched lots and lots of Youtube stuffs. Check out &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/nigahiga" target="blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;nigahiga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Ryan Higa) and &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/kevjumba" target="blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;kev&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/JumbaFund" target="blank"&gt;jumba&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;(Kevin Wu) (CLICK ON JUMBA AND WATCH HIS VIDEOS TO DONATE TO THE CHARITY, THANKS!), they're the hottest issues around. I'm currently in love with those two. :) No, actually, it's kevjumba's &lt;b&gt;daddy&lt;/b&gt; HAHA. He's too funny, too cute, always wanted a daddy or at least an uncle like that. :D Cool &lt;i&gt;papa Jumba&lt;/i&gt;. Them father and son are now competing in The Amazing Race, please please please support &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/" target="blank"&gt;#TeamJumba&lt;/a&gt;! I know they're gonna make it to the finalssss. Go Kev! Go daddy! :D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hm, is there anymore to tell? I'm diverting my future from &lt;b&gt;Japanese to Film Studies&lt;/b&gt;! All thanks to those two Youtube stars. I want to take Fashion Design but the major is not available in UNSW, I wonder why? But anyway, it's a new stuff so I'm really going to take Film Studies. Seriously, like &lt;b&gt;seriously&lt;/b&gt;. :) Accounting is still on lah by the way! Hehe. :9 So now, my alternative in post-grad is not only to go Japan and study Fashion Design, but might be going to the States to further seek opportunities in both fashion and film industries. I'm psyched! I might meet nigahiga y'know. He seems friendly (but who knows if he's so mean D: but anyway!) and I've always wanted to work on a Youtube video with him or maybe more! A &lt;i&gt;movie&lt;/i&gt;? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TLxk6fU1CgI/AAAAAAAAAmk/WJjOYNOs0hM/s320/blogggedd00001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529405398508177922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tHYG5u4lwus"&gt;"I'm Tom, and this is Myspace!"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TLxk7JZbw4I/AAAAAAAAAms/RwHGPU9SBfE/s320/blogggedd00002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529405409801782146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 169px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_gdCjQw6Lb8"&gt;Gay-ly GREAT. Gay. :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TLxk7j5hEtI/AAAAAAAAAm8/jLqPIQI2XnY/s320/blogggedd00004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529405416915669714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8IA4p-CHw4Q"&gt;BEST CREW! HOTTEST :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To finish thing up for today, I'm gonna be opening a Youtube account called &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;angeecadaveross&lt;/span&gt;. Putting up videos for public to see, it won't be the ol' boring vlogs, not all the time, maybe some, but I'm focusing on my video editing skills and... &lt;i&gt;CREATIVITY!&lt;/i&gt; Guess it's the root of all good arts ay. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, this week school really finishes for all us &lt;b&gt;Year 12s&lt;/b&gt; then we're off to WACE/WAUPP exams before we're &lt;i&gt;officially done&lt;/i&gt; with high school. Can't wait to get out of this shit, I'm tired. :)) But careful, university is not that free either. D: So... yeah. SOBS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish you all good luck in whatever you do and whatever you're trying to achieve in the future. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TLxk8Fd12DI/AAAAAAAAAnE/u8um1a5Pgos/s320/blogggedd00005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529405425926395954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Muacks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angee Ross Cadaverini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-7680848258156943133?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/7680848258156943133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-fuck-its-blogpost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/7680848258156943133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/7680848258156943133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-fuck-its-blogpost.html' title='WHAT THE FUCK IT&apos;S A BLOGPOST.'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TLxk7fy7wAI/AAAAAAAAAm0/vcuj0PScwqc/s72-c/blogggedd00003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-1673839084367229150</id><published>2010-09-23T18:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T20:03:02.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMIGOD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TJtBoVSZXdI/AAAAAAAAAmc/QkfMW2PN8Rg/s1600/thankyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm on Blogspot today! Hehe, what a rare chance to keep updating but that's because well, school has &lt;i&gt;less to do&lt;/i&gt; now, but &lt;i&gt;more to study&lt;/i&gt;! Exams are coming, let us all &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ADD OIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!!! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, I'm here today because I want to express my happiness, my... urm, gladness! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;First of all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, do you know that I write &lt;b&gt;fanfics&lt;/b&gt;? I post them up on &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt; since posting them up on &lt;a href="http://fanfiction.net/"&gt;FF.Net&lt;/a&gt; is so scary. Y'know, it's like everyone is so pro! At grammar, at creativity. Me going there is just another rubbish thrown into a pile of good stuffs. ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So!! This is &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; showing off, this is showing how happy I am that I have had &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;good readers&lt;/span&gt; ever since I started writing 3-4 years ago, when Quizilla was just a crap website with no feature. When Quizilla was just all quizzes, until now that it has been divided to stuffs. :) Thank God, MTV didn't buy Quizilla and ruin its awesomeness. I'll just put up a petition if they do. ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I show you some screenshots showing how glad I am. :') I'm writing one fanfic now, hehe! On the &lt;i&gt;Kaichou wa Maid-sama&lt;/i&gt; thingy. :)) Yeah, can't really do much when you're near the exams, I guess! But writing a story won't get me stressed, instead it's a way for me to catch a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;break&lt;/span&gt; from studies. :D I love to write! I dreamed of writing high quality, beautifully plotted stories that might become best-seller. Hehe, but now I want to be a fashion pro more, that's my passion! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SCREENSHOTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TJtBoVSZXdI/AAAAAAAAAmc/QkfMW2PN8Rg/s1600/thankyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TJtBoVSZXdI/AAAAAAAAAmc/QkfMW2PN8Rg/s320/thankyou.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520077929437552082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 117px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TJtBhHv1DDI/AAAAAAAAAmU/bz8_zpNqdPQ/s1600/tgifu5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TJtBhHv1DDI/AAAAAAAAAmU/bz8_zpNqdPQ/s320/tgifu5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520077805543820338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TJtBg5yb-dI/AAAAAAAAAmM/PPMXffP_NV8/s1600/tgifu4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TJtBg5yb-dI/AAAAAAAAAmM/PPMXffP_NV8/s320/tgifu4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520077801796663762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TJtBgKSJ3XI/AAAAAAAAAmE/FBbH4mCDCcc/s1600/tgifu3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TJtBgKSJ3XI/AAAAAAAAAmE/FBbH4mCDCcc/s320/tgifu3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520077789044792690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TJtBfx9wCwI/AAAAAAAAAl8/NqyVwqAcVvg/s1600/tgifu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TJtBfx9wCwI/AAAAAAAAAl8/NqyVwqAcVvg/s320/tgifu2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520077782516763394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TJtBfc4cFKI/AAAAAAAAAl0/_6AY1iHC0Vg/s1600/tgifu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TJtBfc4cFKI/AAAAAAAAAl0/_6AY1iHC0Vg/s320/tgifu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520077776857339042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so,&lt;b&gt; &lt;i&gt;secondly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! I am glad that I have friends like ya'll. There might be a lot of you that a blog entry can't handle, but these are people who will take the special seats. Leaving you guys to Sydney is hard, but I will try hard to not let this opportunity go and get ready for the future! :') I know you guys will have some good ambitions too. Add oil everyone, exam's coming! Don't think of me too much ehehe... if you ever did. ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is the last day before a week's break and the two weeks MOCK exams. :( This is kind of sad, but, remembering that we'll have another week before the WACE, after the MOCKS, it makes me happier!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least, now I still have one day and one week to laugh out loud, rolling on the floor laughing, with you guys. Them parents are right, high school is where your heart is. :') Love you much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that's all? I've just come home and haven't showered, so I need to chop chop and do some studies. Really have to get serious this time! JIAYOU! GANBATTE! ADD OIL!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Love you all much, much more than I can tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Angee Ross Cadaverini&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-1673839084367229150?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/1673839084367229150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/09/omigod.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/1673839084367229150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/1673839084367229150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/09/omigod.html' title='OMIGOD!'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TJtBoVSZXdI/AAAAAAAAAmc/QkfMW2PN8Rg/s72-c/thankyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-1498801051581739878</id><published>2010-09-21T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T22:17:39.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONFUZZLED. :(</title><content type='html'>Hm.&lt;div&gt;Hm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;HMMM...............!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasn't constipating I was just thinking you see. I'm thinking of applying for University of WA, but that action I took just now has just lowered my confidence of going into the universities in Melbourne and Sydney. ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO! NO! NO! This is so not me, I believe I can fly! D: I believe I can reach &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;University of New South Wales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!!! YEAH, MAN!!! DX ................. okay maybe I need to chillax the tone down a little bit. :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hm, so what's been happening? Nothing much, really. I've been very very very busy last week. All the stuffs are crammed into Week 9 (yep, 5 tests and 1 big assignment in a week is hell crammed), as the teachers think that Week 10 is to finish up stuffs we haven't learned and revision, revision, revision. Can't believe the school is ending soon, this is sad, really. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe I'm leaving Sydney and the second I finish my exams I won't be able to see all my &lt;strike&gt;good&lt;/strike&gt; BEST friends anymore. :( It's really &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;, REALLY. REAAAAAAAALLY. This is not another kind of moving school whereas you're still in the same state, the &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;beloved WA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;... but, this is a case of moving to a state 4 hours far from where I am now, from where all my friends belong to. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hope I can frequently visit them, no matter of the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;4 hours flight&lt;/span&gt; :') don't need to go back Indonesia as much anyway, right? Prolly go back Perth every mid year (or maybe less than every... sorry :( ) and Indonesia every end of year. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait for university life, but don't want to leave high school either. It's like the &lt;b&gt;most memorable staging moments&lt;/b&gt; in your life, university won't look as special or as fun as high school. Trust me, this is coming from someone who is going to be an alumni of Murdoch College in a few months time. Hoping I won't be crying on the Year 12 Assembly or Graduation Day too. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah. What mellow days. ;( I need to get back to my works soon, can't really be blogging for too much right now. Need to study Maths, that last test that I got 49% really worked on putting me off. -______- Shit lah, Maths lah... need to study hard lah. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;JIAYOU! Add oil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all my friends out there who are doing foundations either in &lt;b&gt;Indonesia or Perth&lt;/b&gt;, good luck to you guys too and hope that you guys can go to the universities you all applied for! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last thing, quite least... I wonder why there's &lt;i&gt;no offer coming from Mel-U&lt;/i&gt;? Maybe it already has an opinion on me from my application... that I'm &lt;b&gt;not gonna make it&lt;/b&gt;. DAMN IT, &lt;i&gt;SMARTIES&lt;/i&gt; UNIVERSITY. -________- Smarties, yum yum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY NO MORE JOKES. OFF TO GO~ BYE BYE! CIAO.   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;(chao! o0o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Angee&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/244177626832913007-1498801051581739878?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/1498801051581739878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/09/confuzzled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/1498801051581739878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/1498801051581739878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/09/confuzzled.html' title='CONFUZZLED. :('/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-6939197136304511814</id><published>2010-09-11T01:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T01:47:42.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm hungry, almost a dead woman. :'(((((</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wonder why I'm hungry, I eat so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt;, true. Hmph, shouldn't have done diet... BUT. TOO LATE. I have made a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;$2600 bet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, sorry tummy, I love you so much but this is our fate. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's school was okay, I guess? :) I did my speech, second person today so everyone is not that sleepy yet thanks God. :)) Hehe! Saw my marks already, only got one outstanding and the others are like in-between. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nah, it's okay lah, we'll do it for the WACE prac. &gt;:) YES WE CAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aigo. I really wanna sleep and blog at the same time now. Thanks God it's Saturday! :D Meeting &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marcella Lieeeee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; woopdeedoooooo JEALOUS? Ahaha! Today me, Fred and Jov did almost &lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt; hours karaoke lah, very tiring lah. :| But yeah, worthed. It's the practice for tomorrow. YES WE CAN. Omg I'm into speech now. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't realli have much to talk about... SO MANY TESTS COMING UP SHIT YOU :( AND &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;EXAMSSSSSSSSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;SCREAM LIKE A B*TCHHH!!&lt;/span&gt; :( Hoping I'll get over 95 so it's like guaranteed to go to every university I applied into. :) Ganbarouuuuuu! Jiattttt. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm, nothing much really. Will post up my &lt;b&gt;polaroid pics&lt;/b&gt; here. Love them! + the people in the polaroids. :)&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIpsaLPc_nI/AAAAAAAAAk0/Aei47IAz94k/s1600/IMG_1302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIpsaLPc_nI/AAAAAAAAAk0/Aei47IAz94k/s320/IMG_1302.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515339890618596978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jovitaa! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIpsZfoXpeI/AAAAAAAAAks/R9dNxuLfTr4/s1600/IMG_1299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIpsZfoXpeI/AAAAAAAAAks/R9dNxuLfTr4/s320/IMG_1299.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515339878911944162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;MAXINE! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIpsY4X9MxI/AAAAAAAAAkk/xUBpqvhUHTA/s1600/IMG_1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIpsY4X9MxI/AAAAAAAAAkk/xUBpqvhUHTA/s320/IMG_1304.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515339868374119186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Kim~ muackkss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIpsX8W2r_I/AAAAAAAAAkc/xnb9ugk7oS0/s1600/IMG_1303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIpsX8W2r_I/AAAAAAAAAkc/xnb9ugk7oS0/s320/IMG_1303.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515339852263370738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Brad &amp;amp; Fred! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIpsXOM0esI/AAAAAAAAAkU/ZFT0mjdDWrY/s1600/IMG_1296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIpsXOM0esI/AAAAAAAAAkU/ZFT0mjdDWrY/s320/IMG_1296.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515339839873252034" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Bro, sis-in-law, and mommeh! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIptl2on2KI/AAAAAAAAAls/CMwnrrh0mh0/s1600/IMG_1313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIptl2on2KI/AAAAAAAAAls/CMwnrrh0mh0/s320/IMG_1313.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515341190757079202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Kim againn ehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIptls0JzyI/AAAAAAAAAlk/GXxm6KDzfxk/s1600/IMG_1312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIptls0JzyI/AAAAAAAAAlk/GXxm6KDzfxk/s320/IMG_1312.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515341188121087778" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Alien!Ashley AHAHA! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIptAhkscxI/AAAAAAAAAlc/8bC5ybBzd-s/s1600/IMG_1311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIptAhkscxI/AAAAAAAAAlc/8bC5ybBzd-s/s320/IMG_1311.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515340549448299282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;KARYN! I love you muchh muack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIptAG5a6HI/AAAAAAAAAlU/cLudrRPB9MM/s1600/IMG_1310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIptAG5a6HI/AAAAAAAAAlU/cLudrRPB9MM/s320/IMG_1310.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515340542287472754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;SAM! Nawwwwww. HEART! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIps_bKVG5I/AAAAAAAAAlM/okkJxgefZrs/s1600/IMG_1309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIps_bKVG5I/AAAAAAAAAlM/okkJxgefZrs/s320/IMG_1309.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515340530547235730" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;Mira mira! Rarr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIps-pLNumI/AAAAAAAAAlE/7ZRMOPt1CzI/s1600/IMG_1308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIps-pLNumI/AAAAAAAAAlE/7ZRMOPt1CzI/s320/IMG_1308.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515340517129173602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Leslie and Karyn. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIps9zfvBlI/AAAAAAAAAk8/YrZ43efw0tg/s1600/IMG_1306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIps9zfvBlI/AAAAAAAAAk8/YrZ43efw0tg/s320/IMG_1306.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515340502719727186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;LESLIE! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And that's all for today I guess? Tomorrow will be taking more polaroids, need to load up as well in city, maybe. ;) HEHEH. Okayyyyy need to chopchop! I'm hungry and sleepy. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Muack!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Angee Ross Cadaverini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-6939197136304511814?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/6939197136304511814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-hungry-almost-dead-woman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/6939197136304511814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/6939197136304511814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-hungry-almost-dead-woman.html' title='i&apos;m hungry, almost a dead woman. :&apos;((((('/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TIpsaLPc_nI/AAAAAAAAAk0/Aei47IAz94k/s72-c/IMG_1302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-103566220217130297</id><published>2010-09-04T08:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T09:31:11.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up call!</title><content type='html'>Morning! It's the first time I blog in the morning, and it's quite the morning eh. ;D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So! What's happening today! Nothing much really. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I have &lt;i&gt;Kaiwa Day&lt;/i&gt; it's when we come to another school (Willetton) to learn speaking a fluent Japanese, a practice for the exam. HAIYA! -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray for me I'll do good today. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy is sick :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't go out until she's okay! :'( so after Kaiwa Day I'm going home straightaway to take care of her! DX I want her to be well again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's no fun without the jokes from my mom. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now what I'm doing is listening to my own voice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... speaking Japanese. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may sound... vain, but yeah. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to learn this way for the &lt;i&gt;Kaiwa Day &lt;/i&gt;later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And true thing the Japanese stuff is starting to get into my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I slept with it last night so it's like... stuck! =_=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um. I guess I don't really have much to say in the morning teehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll just edit this later I'll talk about my day and yesterday maybe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D Have to chopchop. Bubye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- CUT -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-103566220217130297?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/103566220217130297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/09/wake-up-call.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/103566220217130297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/103566220217130297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/09/wake-up-call.html' title='Wake up call!'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-8405616974885480810</id><published>2010-09-02T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T21:27:57.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EYESSSSS!</title><content type='html'>Hello! HELLO! :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Err yeah I seem quite hyper but you can't see me with the swollen, red eye because you can't hack my webcam, HA! *evilface*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, yeah, that's what happened to me today. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the story is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came to Accounting class, all fine for the first 45 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I feel like I got something in my eye so I blinked right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So from then I can't open my eye. =_= REALLY, &lt;b&gt;REALLY&lt;/b&gt; PAINFUL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt like killing myself on the eye D':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went for lunch and the reception lady put eyedrops on me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEY IT TURNS OUT THERE IS AN EYELASH IN THERE WTF D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So she took it out for me while cleansing my eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't went to last period 'cus the lady told me not to, and she told me not to go home too. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(and yeah I wasn't able to go home in such state ey =_=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I called my mom and she called a taxi to come and fetch me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really painful... had to stay like that from 12:45 to 7pm :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And everyone got concerned maybe they think I'm crying for some reasons. - o-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm all better now, it kinda stings sometimes but at least I can see the world again!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took 3-4 hours nap before it's healed. :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BIG. SAD. FACE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you know what, I dreamed quite funny...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And quite cute. :) Shocking though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was disappointed when I woke up, it was sooooo real until then. =_= Shit la. Teehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I gonna chop chop now, I still have homeworks to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO MATTER WHAT THE EYE HAS DONE TO ME.., now I want to watch The Eye. Hmm Jessica Alba. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okok, have to chopchop for real now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray I'll be better tomorrow! I'm planning to use contacts and maybe God planned otherwise for me. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUACKS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angee Ross Cadaverini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-8405616974885480810?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/8405616974885480810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/09/eyesssss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/8405616974885480810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/8405616974885480810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/09/eyesssss.html' title='EYESSSSS!'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-5975144230644134229</id><published>2010-08-19T17:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T17:30:47.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYYYYYYYY. to us. soon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TGz5NkUic1I/AAAAAAAAAkE/aNAfD7zGm1k/s1600/IMG00975-20100814-1257.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HELLO. EVERYBODY! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How are you today? Neh haven't been blogging really long time eh. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like, one week? Plus plus. SADFACE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been busy with homeworks. I don't understand maths that's why I gonna get a tuition for me. Wtf is related rates? Wtf is this proof thingies. AIGOO! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, today I have no school! YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's because today I went to an excursion, we went to Mundaring Hills something... yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was fun I reckon. :) I love it! This is the first time that I go to a forest and LOVING IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And and and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;KARYN HII SING YI&lt;/span&gt;. :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you as always,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;glad she had fun today! She really looked dead in the end though, but don't we all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Ergh, I didn't, me and Ashley were hyper instead)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TGz5NKQMI1I/AAAAAAAAAj8/IiaI7e_UFx0/s320/IMG01000-20100819-1430.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507050448853148498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We learnt about Aboriginal cultures, stuffs. Yep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people tried eating the wild fruits hahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then  we also mark around like kids. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ate the amazing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;97% fat free raspberry ice cream&lt;/span&gt; during lunch! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though I dropped the last bite SUPER SADFACE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made weapons... so, this is the &lt;b&gt;directions&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;b&gt;1)&lt;/b&gt; Take a stick, stone, and powdered kangaroo shite. &lt;b&gt;2)&lt;/b&gt; Keep putting the stick into the kangaroo shite and rolling it into the bonfire thingy, keep repeating this step. &lt;b&gt;3)&lt;/b&gt; Open up part of the big poopoo then put in the stone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There goes your lovely kangaroo shite weapon! It's effective though, try it! Dude! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... but I didn't make one cus I think it's scary to bring home, can't even imagine bringing it on the train :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH! Karyn made me &lt;b&gt;TUNA SANDWICH&lt;/b&gt;. It was flat but I ate it and it was nice! Tuna and corn, thanks darl. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoyed that with my chicken riceeee :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;PHOTOS TIME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TGz5NkUic1I/AAAAAAAAAkE/aNAfD7zGm1k/s320/IMG00975-20100814-1257.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507050455850709842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I fell in love with the hairdo ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TGz5MxqOx5I/AAAAAAAAAj0/5fDNmQ6lRc0/s320/IMG00996-20100818-1845.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507050442251487122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;... and the boots and hoodies. YEA MAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still very smelly now, indeed, I haven't had a shower yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yeah... yeah, I need to run to the bathroom ASAP. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh, tomorrow a lot of things due. Maths exercise, Maths assignment. Dude, and I lost my maths notes tmr during private study I gonna open up the whole locker and find it! DX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah I have to finish everything today (sadly) anddddddddd... I guess that is all there is? :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love ya'll babes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Loving today bigbigmuchmuchveryvery,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;TEEHEE! :D&lt;/span&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;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Luvluvlove&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angee R Cadaverini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-5975144230644134229?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/5975144230644134229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthdayyyyyyyyyy-to-us-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/5975144230644134229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/5975144230644134229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthdayyyyyyyyyy-to-us-soon.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYYYYYYYY. to us. soon.'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TGz5NKQMI1I/AAAAAAAAAj8/IiaI7e_UFx0/s72-c/IMG01000-20100819-1430.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-1874262746612051861</id><published>2010-08-10T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T20:22:43.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm DYING! unliterally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;div&gt;TOO MUCH WORK TO DO. TOO MUCH TESTS TO STUDY FOR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARGH SHITES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too much loneliness to cope with (SOBS), this Thursday I have to be alone for like... the whole schoolday. =_=" This is because everyone got excursion that day, and I don't. Prolly skip lunch until I go home lah (diet also... diet!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my excursion the week after. :( I got Ashley! But yeah, don't really hang out with her during school prolly only the excursion (MISS HER LIKE HELL :'( ) and then this Thursday I'm gonna stay in the Maths class during lunch. (yup, and it's gonna rumble like &lt;i&gt;gila&lt;/i&gt; during Maths class, 'cus no lunch)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, andd... that is not the reason I stress lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stress over my Maths, grades falling down, now I'm planning to get STRAIGHT A's ZOMG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what you call a motivation factor okays! D| Then, this Thursday lunch thingy is also a part of my study. I don't get related rates, or anything velocity stuffs. Shite them, rubbish. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other subjects have been doing okay... Accounting test this week! SOB! T___T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Business assignment... as usual. YES I GOT HIGH MARKS FOR BUSINESS, pretty proud of it, since I never did well before, usually got like 60s to 70s. Sad eh? ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now before resuming to my Maths work (yes, this is my break, tired!) I wanna present you my haircut!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cut it myself, kinda despo I don't want to go to hairdresser as they might spoil around my piercing. =___= and it HURTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well not anymore nowadays but yeah. Who knows. Pain comes unexpectedly anyway. =_=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TGFEFJ28fjI/AAAAAAAAAjs/zrYeZz31J1U/s1600/IMG00941-20100810-1620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TGFEFJ28fjI/AAAAAAAAAjs/zrYeZz31J1U/s320/IMG00941-20100810-1620.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503755074959867442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes! It's growing compared to like... 5 months ago?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what do &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; think? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cbox me. :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Need to do my workwork again. Nyeheh!&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;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angee "Gossip Girl" R Cadaverini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-1874262746612051861?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/1874262746612051861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-dying-unliterally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/1874262746612051861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/1874262746612051861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-dying-unliterally.html' title='I&apos;m DYING! unliterally...'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TGFEFJ28fjI/AAAAAAAAAjs/zrYeZz31J1U/s72-c/IMG00941-20100810-1620.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-8108740503349787666</id><published>2010-08-04T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T23:16:33.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In these 7 days I've been...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;... doing my homeworks, and stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, really! Why can't you just look into my eyes and believe what I said. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have like &lt;b&gt;1 Statement of Comprehensive Income and 3 Statement of Changes in Equity&lt;/b&gt; to finish... and yeah they are effing long go try search on google, if they have any examples. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, I have this Japanese speaking thingy to finish, to prepare for the TEE exams, like, all of the exams, esp writing and speaking. Ouh-am-jee. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I have been slacking from the blog, I am sorry! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still doing my Japanese right now, yep, the queen of multi-tasking. Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing interesting in particular lately...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, me and friends decided to go CYCLING on Saturday. :D Problem is, &lt;b&gt;I can't  cycle&lt;/b&gt;, so me and Maxine will get a tricycle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AMAZINGGGGGGGG. I just love tricycles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remembering back then in the days with the tricycles, ahh... feeling young again. |3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been playing &lt;i&gt;CEO Dream&lt;/i&gt;, everyone... if you have Facebook, come play &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/bakinglife/"&gt;Baking Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/ceodream"&gt;CEO Dream&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; WITH ME :DDDD it's fun ay. CEO Dream is like crap liao now since they update the thing but it's ok, I still play with it. *stares at myself*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and I play Ninja Saga too... if that interests you. :| YEAH IT'S EFFING... ADDICTIVE. It's boring, but it's addictive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I've been watching &lt;i&gt;Aishiteruze Baby&lt;/i&gt;, go watch/read it. :D It's good! I love kids, I love Yuzuyu naww... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND &lt;a href="http://www.onemanga.com/"&gt;ONEMANGA&lt;/a&gt; EFFING CLOSED DOWN. :((((((( FOREVER. LIKE EVER. AND EVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, not really, they just remove all the manga scanlations they hosted. :'( sad isn't it, now I dunno where to read &lt;i&gt;Kaichou wa Maid-sama!&lt;/i&gt; anymore, if any of you knows... please ring the bell on the Cbox. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;end of year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;wishlist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forever 21 shopping spree&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get 75+ average for all subjects (this is impossible, but I'm trying, HARD)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That I ♥ . . . . . . CONVERSE SHOES. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE. :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lose 8kgs before I go back to Indonesia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New design for Frozen Clothings, yayyy :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New CONTACTS. Hell ya I'm a contacts-freak can't live without'em&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;COSPLAY. I WANT TO DO COSPLAY. SOMEDAY.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gain HEIGHT. HAHAHA. START CHECKING FROM NOW ON.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Amazing isn't it. Some short-terms some long-terms. Cbb to divide them :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah this is the end of the blog I guess... :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wanna do cosplay... maybe I should do a Namine cosplay. Or Kairi? XION? LOL that's easy. ARGHH. HUMMMM. &lt;a href="http://i688.photobucket.com/albums/vv250/LoveLoki1/Kingdom%20Hearts/Kairi_Namine_Xion_wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They are all so cute.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Think think.*stares at the mirror*&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;LOSE WEIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; FIRST. RAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Good luck to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;, to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;, and our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;goals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;! :D&lt;/span&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;With &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;love love love&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angee Cadaverini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-8108740503349787666?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/8108740503349787666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/08/in-these-7-days-ive-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/8108740503349787666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/8108740503349787666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/08/in-these-7-days-ive-been.html' title='In these 7 days I&apos;ve been...'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-9165287134054395139</id><published>2010-07-28T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T20:52:08.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we're plastic but we still have fun! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i want to read manga. bad. bad. so bad. :( i wonder when is the &lt;b&gt;next &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;kaichou wa maid-sama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; comes out. SOBS LIKE A SOBBER! :'(((((((((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think today seems quite crap. no, i didn't wake up late, i purposely woke up early only to print out the assignment sheets. then i walked to school, fast fast speed, but i got tired! :'( because i carried a big chunk of this japanese dictionary in my bag, sad eh?! then when i come to school i was like messy and sweaty so i fix up my appearance. then i changed my mind to print during japo class, period 2, but i was so into the speaking thing i forgot to print... so what happen? to my assignment test? PARTIALLY FAIL. SADFACE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i walked home it was so sunny, therefore so HOT, but when i got near to my house it started raining. =____=""" so stupid lah. then when i got home i played &lt;i&gt;cooking mama&lt;/i&gt; straight away (LOL YES I AM ADDICTED TO IT D: ) and slept while playing it. =_=?! i was so sleepy don't blame me?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i wake up, play again for a bit, bathroom-ing, then lastly i do my homework. the 3D maths book is still in front of me now, since i've only finished the first exercise and has just started on my second. =_= sad what. and got a lot of blanks. damn, displacement, velocity and acceleration is effing hard! D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish i can become better at maths, i should wish for that in my coming birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's coming in like... 1 month! LESS! come one come on people buy pressies for angee. :DDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok. i need to stop slacking and do my homeworks again. =_= but lastly but not least...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFAmsbEch6I/AAAAAAAAAjE/aoV_ONQIlco/s320/pedomockedupupup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498937689641879458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFAmsABKdaI/AAAAAAAAAi8/g9JUzFJZcn4/s320/rilakkumaupupup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498937682380354978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;please please please buy the lovely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;pedobear&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC9933;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;rilakkuma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;. search them up on google if you don't know who they are. only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;$10 each&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;! quality is definitely great plus plus lah! :DD like, it's thin fabric so you won't feel hot (neither will you feel cold tho but yeah...) so! please help me by buying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; need money these days! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;kisses&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;angee r cadaverini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-9165287134054395139?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/9165287134054395139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/07/were-plastic-but-we-still-have-fun-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/9165287134054395139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/9165287134054395139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/07/were-plastic-but-we-still-have-fun-d.html' title='we&apos;re plastic but we still have fun! :D'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFAmsbEch6I/AAAAAAAAAjE/aoV_ONQIlco/s72-c/pedomockedupupup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-8182157013040894456</id><published>2010-07-27T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T17:46:21.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forever twenty-one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;omg?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just realized my blog has zero pictures. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since today i have someeeee freaking happy news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... only 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it's a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ONE! :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i went home i was effing tired i almost killed an ant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then i just went through the flow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thinking about the day ehhh it was quite tiring :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and there was this scary person keep calling me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saying i was supposed to take a baggage?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;third? from SKYSTAR?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i already got all of my baggages why would i need to take another one =="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(furthermore it was &lt;i&gt;JETSTAR&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;SKYSTAR&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stoopid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so then i ignored it. kept bothering me around 11am today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maths test was awesomely amazingly f*cktastically HARD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope i survived since i attempted all questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(at least i attempted... right :S)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that was to sum up my tiring day ;___;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the next thing is when i get home i...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOT A PACKAGE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FROM THE LOVELIEST EVER &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forever21.com"&gt;FOREVER21&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! :DDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know... i was afraid i'll never get it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT I DO! COOL RIGHT! FIRST TIME ORDERING FROM USA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i never ordered cause the delivery fee is so &lt;b&gt;effing&lt;/b&gt; expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here are pictures of my two cute clothings from F21.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never bought this kind of colour before,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess i'm adding variations to the wardrobe ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TE6o4XuXVEI/AAAAAAAAAik/cVPArJ6cdqA/s1600/IMG_1211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TE6o4XuXVEI/AAAAAAAAAik/cVPArJ6cdqA/s320/IMG_1211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498517881460577346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cute little &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;suspender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been craving for this. LOOOVING it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TE6o4iF_y4I/AAAAAAAAAis/pDShY865ZWg/s1600/IMG_1212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TE6o4iF_y4I/AAAAAAAAAis/pDShY865ZWg/s320/IMG_1212.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498517884244052866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this cute little &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;shirt-hoodie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is for someone's birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*blush!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D i hope he likes it. no! i think he likes it ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't you think it's cool?  to be able to use a shirt and a hoodie with a cool pattern.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish i am a guy for a day :9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TE6o5JkKw-I/AAAAAAAAAi0/Ua7_edMVjts/s320/IMG_1214.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498517894839583714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;and i think that's all for today's blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;need to peepee and stuff... yeah :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;i just got homeee! rar! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;and then i'll upload the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ball photos&lt;/span&gt; found in my cam ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;happy bloggin darls! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TE6o3_Q1D6I/AAAAAAAAAic/leLwX88uAsA/s320/IMG_1210.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498517874894245794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;with larves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;angee r cadaverini&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/244177626832913007-8182157013040894456?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/8182157013040894456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/07/forever-twenty-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/8182157013040894456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/8182157013040894456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/07/forever-twenty-one.html' title='forever twenty-one.'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TE6o4XuXVEI/AAAAAAAAAik/cVPArJ6cdqA/s72-c/IMG_1211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-332379860733139452</id><published>2010-07-26T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T22:21:32.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when things can't work out...</title><content type='html'>... it's time for violence.&lt;div&gt;:) :)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nah actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was just talking about the blogger skins i downloaded from &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com"&gt;blogskins&lt;/a&gt; right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it didn't work out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didn't even realize the html editor is kinda different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i googled it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i had to revert it to classic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so it happened and now the skins are back working again yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though no one reads this blog, really. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's just for my own fun since sometimes i got bored?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for the web-youngsters who loved anime...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they usually go to this &lt;a href="http://www.animefanlistings.org"&gt;fanlisting&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.thefanlistings.org"&gt;be listed as a fan&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's a shock when nobody is using fanlistings nowadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(it's shown by the number of people who joined the JUSTIN BIEBER fanlisting,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can count the number by hands :S)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was fun! putting codes. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to the days when i play around with html, i loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanna get back to it someday, if i have much free time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(then the blog will be aweeeeesome)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've stopped using website since geocities are closed down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't you think it's a booger to have it down?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it has like thousands of webs in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they should open it up again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(AND IT'S FREEEE :( )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok ok. now back to the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;THE BALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; happened on &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;24th of July, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was? i felt really &lt;b&gt;single, and proud&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when everybody went to the dancefloor with their partners to slowdance,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we just hang around at the dining area 83&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when people are taking couple photos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we head off to the buffet room to get dessert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ISN'T THAT FUN?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw the desserts are fking nice including the &lt;i&gt;strawberry with yogurt&lt;/i&gt; LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah i'm kinda health freak since i'm obsessed to be a model :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the limo was amazing i nvr thought they have moving lights and TV? (yes that's a FTW for limos)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i requested justin bieber's &lt;b&gt;SOMEBODY TO LOVE&lt;/b&gt; and they didn't effing played it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well at least they played baby which made me smile for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(but they played it when we took group photos)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah. photos are on fb. 1000s of them. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone looked unexceptionally handsome and pretty with their tuxes, suits, and long and puffy dresses! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amazing, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have maths test tomorrow. but. meah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think this is the end i wanna go html-ing :DDD&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;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;kiss&lt;/span&gt;es!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;angee r. cadaverini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-332379860733139452?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/332379860733139452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-things-cant-work-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/332379860733139452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/332379860733139452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-things-cant-work-out.html' title='when things can&apos;t work out...'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-3331796906109505817</id><published>2010-07-23T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T22:45:28.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BALL!</title><content type='html'>hello everybody!&lt;div&gt;TGIF... I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nah not really cus tomorrow is ball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;= meet sch friends + teachers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;= school? .___.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm excited for it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well i got no partner but why would that bother?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love being single, who knows what will turn up to the dancefloor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(maybe i'll be a dancing queeen~)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tmr is gonna be so tiring i'm thinking twice of sleeping late tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but do i care? barely. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heavy dress, high heels, heavy hair, heavy makeup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loooove it. i'm 88% gonna be tired :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because will go home at 11pm :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom will fetch me with a taxi! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love makeups and hairdos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so tmr will be pretty exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no, it will be VERY exciting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because my dress will be on debut. ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pray for me that ppl will luuuurve it. haha. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not much to say today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope i don't forget my camera tmr. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but... can always survive with a phone camera righttt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw i love you babyyy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish you can come to the ball but it's too too too late now ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really wish can go to these kinds of events with you :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with loves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;angee r. cadaverini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-3331796906109505817?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/3331796906109505817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/07/ball.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/3331796906109505817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/3331796906109505817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/07/ball.html' title='BALL!'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244177626832913007.post-2362879897740427602</id><published>2010-07-21T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T00:22:21.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>caaaaaaakeeee!</title><content type='html'>hello hello!&lt;div&gt;it's angel here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the real name is angelika widjaja chan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or the other name is angel ross cadaverini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i like to be called angel! and i like to call myself angee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i guess those who open this blog are supposed to know me, yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so there's no need for the blahblahs. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, today is my second day at school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after finally waiting for 2 days for my luggage, i finally got 2 of them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the most important one is still coming. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it has like,,, my baby bolster... and my ball shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yep yep it's very much awaited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i did maths and accounting homeworks today yayyy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was planning to do assignment 9 but... nyeh, cbb. :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right now i'm planning about my &lt;b&gt;sweet 17&lt;/b&gt; in indo! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's very important when someone turns 17 in indo. -- that's when you can get your license, ID, etc... ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;though it's not really significant here in oz, but it's my last year, really...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanna enjoy it with everyone! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i really gonna spend a lot on august. sob that. ; ^;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right now i'm reading manga~~ again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the main guy doesn't really attach to my type..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unlike usui or hirata... (insert hearts here) lessthan3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but! the storyline is veeeeeery good! everyone should read!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;SUKI TTE II NA YO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just open &lt;a href="http://www.1000manga.com"&gt;1000 manga&lt;/a&gt;, it's &lt;a href="http://www.onemanga.com"&gt;onemanga&lt;/a&gt;'s sister site.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(random: why is it always a sister not a brother? eg: sister chromosome, sister site, sister this, sister that...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway. i'm pretty tired. i think i'm going to sleep in an hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chatting with my baby right now. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(i miss him! ;______;!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;angee r. cadaverini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244177626832913007-2362879897740427602?l=angeecadaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/feeds/2362879897740427602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/07/caaaaaaakeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/2362879897740427602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244177626832913007/posts/default/2362879897740427602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeecadaver.blogspot.com/2010/07/caaaaaaakeeee.html' title='caaaaaaakeeee!'/><author><name>Angee R Cadaverini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866537197085778863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p84dHFLtqgc/TFq7LyKyG7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/-vAdXPEEef8/s1600-R/Image617.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
