<?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-3940997116889020860</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:45:46.169-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way Things Were</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-710423271596884478</id><published>2009-11-02T11:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T14:33:02.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, hey.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Aha. it’s been awhile since I last updated here..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But yes. I havn’t died or anything xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’ve just. Yenno. Been all busy and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;And STILL not doing all that great in school.&lt;br /&gt;Grade 12 is freaking hard ;-;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But it’s been good so far, I guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don’t really know what to talk about here anymore, soo~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess I’ll just be updating here every now and then, whenever I feel like it. Whatever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; bored :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening to:&lt;/b&gt; Merciless Cult - Dir en grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;~jay-san [ 100709 rawrr &amp;lt;3 ]&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-710423271596884478?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/710423271596884478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/710423271596884478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/710423271596884478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-hey.html' title='oh, hey.'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-1863072155527971825</id><published>2009-09-24T21:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:11:35.117-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oh. hey there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, firstly, I’ve made my blog public again.&lt;br&gt;And I’m posting just for the sake of posting.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I guess.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And I really do not have anything to write about. Honestly.&lt;br&gt;And while it’s true I think I’m over the whole breakup and shit--&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know I’m not. Not yet.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I guess it’s understandable, really. I mean, it was pretty much just a month ago. It’s still kinda fresh in my mind, you know? And I guess the regular routine of school helps, but at the end of the day, I’m still pretty bothered by the whole thing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But oh well. That’s enough of that for now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m at a loss at what to type, and I just feel like updating :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;hr&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; I’m apparently more depressed than I thought.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening to:&lt;/b&gt; STIGMATA - RENTRER EN SOI&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;~jay-san.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-1863072155527971825?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/1863072155527971825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-hey-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/1863072155527971825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/1863072155527971825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-hey-there.html' title='oh. hey there.'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-5866817092009898270</id><published>2009-08-27T16:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:29:27.875-04:00</updated><title type='text'>stolen from winnie~ :3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The person you have feelings for shows up at your house, what do you do?&lt;br&gt;”Wha—what are you doing here? I thought we were over?”&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Does anything hurt on your body right now?&lt;br&gt;My tongue, for some odd reason D;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Is there someone on your mind that really shouldn't be there?&lt;br&gt;Yeahh… D:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What is the last non-alcoholic beverage you had?&lt;br&gt;Milk :3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you woke up as the opposite gender, whats the first thing you would do?&lt;br&gt;I have no idea o-o;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What is the best thing in your fridge right now.?&lt;br&gt;Well, there WAS this sandwich… but it’s not in the fridge anymore ;D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Your mum finds condoms in your room you tell her?&lt;br&gt;”Where the hell did those come from? Why would I go out and buy those? o____o;”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you want to be in a relationship with someone?&lt;br&gt;I can say I don’t really like being single D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have you ever liked someone who didn't like you back?&lt;br&gt;Yeah D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When was the last time you cried? Why?&lt;br&gt;Not too long ago, and I’m pretty sure it’s obvious why. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What was the best thing that happened today?&lt;br&gt;Nothing, really.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have any recent regrets?&lt;br&gt;Yeeeeap.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who is the first person you would call if you really needed help outside your family?&lt;br&gt;Winnie, and then Rina, I guess.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Has someone ever told you they will love you forever?&lt;br&gt;Yeah… what a fat load of lies that turned out to be.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who was the first person to break your heart?&lt;br&gt;First one? Lyne-lyne 8D *shot*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Has anyone disappointed/ upset you recently?&lt;br&gt;Yeah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is there one person in your life that can always make you smile?&lt;br&gt;Yeahh xDD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you have a friend you can tell stuff to and you're sure they wont tell?&lt;br&gt;Yeapyeap :3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ever fallen backwards on a chair?&lt;br&gt;I ALMOST did once. Almost.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When was the last time you had butterflies in your stomach?&lt;br&gt;A couple of months ago. D;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I bet you miss somebody right now?&lt;br&gt;I do… but I don’t want to ._."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are you wearing a ring? If you are, who gave it to you?&lt;br&gt;What? *checks hands* Nope, no ring.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Did you sleep alone last night?&lt;br&gt;I sleep alone every night.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What do you currently hear right now?&lt;br&gt;Music ;3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are you tanned?&lt;br&gt;I hate being tanned D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Did you dress up on Halloween?&lt;br&gt;Nope.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What color is your hair?&lt;br&gt;Black/Daaaarkdarkdarkdark brown :3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How many times have you dyed your hair?&lt;br&gt;None, but I have gotten orange highlights once xD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How many hours of sleep did you get last night?&lt;br&gt;Hm. 1am to about 6-ish, then just lying in bed for awhile. I’d say about 5 hours. D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Should you be doing something else?&lt;br&gt;Eating. LMAO.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What are you wearing tomorrow?&lt;br&gt;Whatever I’m wearing to bed tonight xD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are you hiding something from someone?&lt;br&gt;I try not to.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who's the last person you shared food with?&lt;br&gt;Er. Nicole, I think.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who's the last person you shared a drink with?&lt;br&gt;[ see above ]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Has anyone ever hung up on you?&lt;br&gt;Nope.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What do your last two text messages received say?&lt;br&gt;Uh. *gets phone*&lt;br&gt;August 5, 2:01am: ”Im up.. I dnt thnk im going to be sleeping anytime soon today neways. Yeah, we need to talk.”&lt;br&gt;August 5, 2:12am: “You there?”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Will tomorrow be better than today?&lt;br&gt;I sure hope so :3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If your last ex was to call you and was in trouble, would you help them out?&lt;br&gt;I’d try to, anyway.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When's the next time you'll kiss someone?&lt;br&gt;I have no idea.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have you ever kissed someone and felt dirty after?&lt;br&gt;Nope o-o;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How long have you known the last person you kissed?&lt;br&gt;Uh. I can actually count this in months &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;&lt;br&gt;I guess about. 7-ish months?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have you ever had an operation?&lt;br&gt;Not that I can remember.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have you ever had to use a pregnancy test?&lt;br&gt;I’m a guy. That would be kinda odd.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have you ever made out with someone called matt?&lt;br&gt;Again, I’m a guy. And I’m straight. Kthx.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is there anybody who truly disgusts you?&lt;br&gt;I’m sure there is.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When was the last time you threw up?&lt;br&gt;I don’t remember.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Has anyone ever said to you, "You're going down the wrong path"?&lt;br&gt;Not really, although I think my dad said something like that o-o&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What are you listening to right now?&lt;br&gt;Something by the GazettE.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you think you've ruined your chances with someone?&lt;br&gt;Yeeeeeeap. : /&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What are your plans for tomorrow?&lt;br&gt;Stay home and play video games. As usual.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving?&lt;br&gt;Neither. I like being alive, ktthx.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Best movie you've seen in the past month?&lt;br&gt;Uh. I’ve only seen ONE movie in the past month, which was Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What makes you laugh?&lt;br&gt;A lot of things :3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Would you ever kiss the last person who texted you?&lt;br&gt;I would’ve… had we still been together.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You kissed someone today, didn't you?&lt;br&gt;Nope.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you have a best friend?&lt;br&gt;Yeeeah ;3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How has the past week been for you?&lt;br&gt;Boring.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you have to get a facial piercing, what do you get?&lt;br&gt;I don’t do facial piercings. Or piercings at all, for that matter.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you have any piercings or tattoos?&lt;br&gt;Nope.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Would you ever stay over at your neighbour's house for the night?&lt;br&gt;o-o; Not really.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Would you ever get a job in fast food?&lt;br&gt;I will never stoop down to that level D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If someone were to tell you they like you right now, would you care?&lt;br&gt;Someone HAS told me that they like me right now… I don’t know what to say/feel about that D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are you jealous of anyone?&lt;br&gt;Yeah, I guess.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who did you last talk to in person?&lt;br&gt;In person? My brother.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are you happy?&lt;br&gt;Right now? Maybe. Overall? I doubt it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you believe ex's can be friends?&lt;br&gt;It depends on how they broke up, I guess.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Does the last person who texted you make you smile?&lt;br&gt;They used to. Now all they make me do is sigh and feel sad.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you care what people will think of your answers?&lt;br&gt;Not really.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who were you with Friday night?&lt;br&gt;No one other than myself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What is bothering you?&lt;br&gt;A lot of things.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Would you ever get a tattoo?&lt;br&gt;Nooo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is there a difference between the word 'best friend' and 'friend'?&lt;br&gt;Yeeah xD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you take walks often?&lt;br&gt;Not really xD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is proper grammar attractive?&lt;br&gt;Yeah, it is, but it doesn’t really bother me, as long as i can still understand what’s being said.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are any of your friends taller than you?&lt;br&gt;Yeeap.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you crack your knuckles?&lt;br&gt;I do… D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you like hugs?&lt;br&gt;Yeeeeah n_n&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How many text messages are currently in your inbox?&lt;br&gt;35 D;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Seven months ago, can you remember who you liked?&lt;br&gt;Seven months? Not really.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Where did you get your last bruise from?&lt;br&gt;I don’t remember D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you love the last person that called you?&lt;br&gt;I love my mommy :3 *shotshot*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Where do you want to live when you're older?&lt;br&gt;I’m not sure yet.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Was it a boy or a girl to text you first today?&lt;br&gt;Today? No one. But it was a girl who sent me my last text e_e;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Where did you get the shirt you are wearing?&lt;br&gt;I don’t even remember LMAO.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you think you will be in a relationship 3 months from now?&lt;br&gt;I doubt it. I’m hopeful though &amp;gt; &amp;lt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How do you feel right now?&lt;br&gt;Could be better.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Meet any new people this year?&lt;br&gt;Yeeeah xD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have you ever slept on a couch with someone else?&lt;br&gt;Slept? No. Lied down on a couch with someone else? Yeah. D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is there someone you wish you were still close with?&lt;br&gt;Yeahh D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is there anybody you wish you could be spending time with right now?&lt;br&gt;Yeah, I guess.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is it possible to be single and happy?&lt;br&gt;I guess it is.. Just not right now D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What were you doing last night at midnight?&lt;br&gt;Lying awake in bed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you think you can last in a relationship for six months?&lt;br&gt;Hah. I wish. Hopefully.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you like hugs?&lt;br&gt;Didn’t I answer this one already? *looks* Yeah, I did. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you like anyone?&lt;br&gt;Yeah… I’m trying to move on now, I guess. It is oh, so hard though : /&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Baseball or football?&lt;br&gt;I’m not a sports person :3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you take any medication on a daily basis?&lt;br&gt;Nope.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you want to get married?&lt;br&gt;Someday.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you sleep on your stomach?&lt;br&gt;On my left side.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are you ticklish?&lt;br&gt;Very. D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you think someone is thinking about you right now?&lt;br&gt;I don’t know, maybe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you know a few people that smoke weed?&lt;br&gt;Yeah D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Has a boy/girl called you babe/baby?&lt;br&gt;Yeahh.. D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you like the idea of promise rings in relationships?&lt;br&gt;I… don’t know D;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What's the next movie you'll watch in theaters?&lt;br&gt;I have no idea.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Other than yourself, who was the last person that took a picture of you?&lt;br&gt;Uh. Someone who was taking pictures of all the guests at a party.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you straighten your hair, how long does it take?&lt;br&gt;Not long, maybe 30-40 minutes?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Will you talk to the person you like tonight?&lt;br&gt;I very, very, highly doubt it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is this the best summer of your life?&lt;br&gt;Pfft. I thought it was gonna be. And look how THAT turned out. &amp;gt; &amp;lt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is there someone who you can spend every minute with and be happy?&lt;br&gt;Not at the moment.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you have any bruises?&lt;br&gt;Nope o-o&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you prefer people who talk a lot or are quiet?&lt;br&gt;A bit of both would be nice xD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What was the first thing you thought this morning when you woke up?&lt;br&gt;I don’t even remember.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Was last night terrible?&lt;br&gt;I hardly slept. Hooray.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have you ever wanted to never give up on someone?&lt;br&gt;I have… and still do. It’s not going too well though D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you laugh a lot?&lt;br&gt;Yeahh xD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Any exciting plans coming up?&lt;br&gt;Not really. Well, maybe Wonderland soon, but iduno.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who was the last person you talked to before you went to bed last night?&lt;br&gt;I think it was either Winnie or Neil. I forget who e_e;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why do so many people dislike the color yellow?&lt;br&gt;I have no idea.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Does interior decorating interest you at all?&lt;br&gt;Not really o-o&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;what was the last thing you buried?&lt;br&gt;I don’t know.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;what is life about to you?&lt;br&gt;I’m not sure right now D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are you attracted to the last person that kissed you?&lt;br&gt;I was… and maybe still am. I really need to drop this and move on &amp;gt; _&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What did you do yesterday?&lt;br&gt;Sit on my ass and play video games.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Whats a fact about the last person you kissed?&lt;br&gt;We’re not talking anymore, nor are we still together.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Something you really want right now?&lt;br&gt;My internet to come back on. I’m only doing this to wait until it comes back.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What were you doing an hour ago?&lt;br&gt;Preparing lunch for the siblings.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you could seek revenge on someone would you?&lt;br&gt;I would…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How long have you liked the person you like?&lt;br&gt;Not terribly long. maybe iduno. 4-5 months? Maybe 6?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Did anyone see you kiss the last person you kissed?&lt;br&gt;Yeahh… I think we have a lot of publicity, which is gonna make next school year kinda complicated.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are you happy with the way things are going?&lt;br&gt;Pfft, no.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br&gt;My mom o-o&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ever given your ALL to someone who walked away?&lt;br&gt;*sigh* yeah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What are you afraid of?&lt;br&gt;Heartbreak.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you have any summer plans yet?&lt;br&gt;Summer’s almost done. No plans yet.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you tend to waste a lot of money?&lt;br&gt;Yeah e_e;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you think this year will be better than the last?&lt;br&gt;Haha, I sure hope so. &amp;gt; &amp;lt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have you ever regretted kissing someone?&lt;br&gt;Nope.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have you ever gotten a speeding ticket?&lt;br&gt;I don’t drive [ yet ]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are you a jealous person?&lt;br&gt;I guess I can be, in a way.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you think age matters in relationships?&lt;br&gt;As long as the age difference isn’t something ridiculous, then there’s no problem.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When was the last time you got a haircut?&lt;br&gt;Uh. A few months ago e-e;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Where will you be 2 hours from now?&lt;br&gt;Right where I am right now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are there any stressful situations in your life?&lt;br&gt;Hell yeah,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are your lips chapped at the moment?&lt;br&gt;Aha. They probably are. e_e;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;hr&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; bored.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening to:&lt;/b&gt; 13STAIRS［-］1 - the GazettE &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;~jay-san.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-5866817092009898270?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/5866817092009898270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/08/stolen-from-winnie-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/5866817092009898270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/5866817092009898270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/08/stolen-from-winnie-3.html' title='stolen from winnie~ :3'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-4122329538680995194</id><published>2009-07-21T21:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:25:06.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>gaming spazz~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, I’m terribly bored again.&lt;br /&gt;And I find myself right now wanting certain things.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;…Like these games I am waiting for :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Professor Layton and the Diabolical Box – August 24, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Kingdom Hearts 358/2 Days (English) – September 29, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Gyakuten Kenji/Ace Attorney Investigations – Winter 2009&lt;br /&gt;Ragnarok Online DS (English Version) – Winter 2009&lt;br /&gt;Trauma Team – Spring 2010&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;erm. I know there’s more, but I can’t think of them right now LMAO. *will edit post later*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[EDIT 08/08/09]: OKAYOKAY late edit, I know. But I just remembered something I was waiting for e__e;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;hr /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; giddy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening to:&lt;/b&gt; Crucify Sorrow - the GazettE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;~jay-san. [ns4289 &amp;lt;3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-4122329538680995194?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/4122329538680995194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/07/gaming-spazz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/4122329538680995194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/4122329538680995194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/07/gaming-spazz.html' title='gaming spazz~'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-3478274024107352308</id><published>2009-07-08T16:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:29:05.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'>report cards :3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, I got my report card in the mail today.&lt;br /&gt;and LOL. It was sorta epic :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;table border="1" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="345"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="178"&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Semester Two&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="86"&gt;First&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="79"&gt;Final&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="178"&gt;AWQ3M1 (Photography)&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="86"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;70&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="80"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;95&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="177"&gt;TGJ3M1 (Comm. Tech)&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="86"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;92&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="81"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;92&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="178"&gt;AVI3M1 (Visual Arts)&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="85"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;75&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="81"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;75&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="178"&gt;MCR3U1 (Functions)&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="85"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;78&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="81"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;86&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="178"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;Average&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="86"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;78.8&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="82"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;87&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;p&gt;and, just for completion, my first semester too:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;table border="1" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="346"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="178"&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Semester One&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="86"&gt;First&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="80"&gt;Final&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="177"&gt;AWS3M1 (Computer Arts)&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="86"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;86&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="81"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;91&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="176"&gt;HRT3M1 (World Religion)&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="86"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;86&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="82"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;91&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="175"&gt;SPH3U1 (Physics)&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="86"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;78&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="83"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;75&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="176"&gt;ENG3U1 (English)&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="85"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;81&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="83"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;79&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="176"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;Average&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="86"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;82.8&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="84"&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;84&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don’t know about you, but I kinda just LOVE my epic jump in Photography LOL. I mean. I effing went UP 25% LOLOL.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grade 11 Average: 85.5%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAHH HONOUR ROLL :DD *shot*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;hr /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening to:&lt;/b&gt; SHADOW VI II I - the GazettE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;~jay-san. [ns4289 &amp;lt;3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-3478274024107352308?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/3478274024107352308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/07/report-cards-3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/3478274024107352308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/3478274024107352308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/07/report-cards-3.html' title='report cards :3'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-6280111977010313195</id><published>2009-07-03T22:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T22:30:56.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bored?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;okayso, as the title says, i’m bored.&lt;br&gt;And I guess I’m gonna try and update this thing more often. So here goes for my random post today :3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Uhm. English class today was sorta fail LOL.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Had a quiz and then took notes, blahblah.&lt;br&gt;Then we had to prepare notes for a debate. I kinda forgot what my topic was though &amp;gt; &amp;lt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Doesn’t really matter, cuhs in the end, we kinda failed. Real bad. LOL.&lt;br&gt;The other team wiped the floor with us LMAO.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Aah well. I was never good at debates anyway xDDD;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then after the debates, we were to work on whatever.&lt;br&gt;In other words, free time. I can’t believe I actually did something productive though. I mean like.&lt;br&gt;I actually went through the book we read for class, and made a list of every single character that appears in the book. Every. Single. One. :3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I mean, you never know. I might need it xD&lt;br&gt;I’m always forgetting the names of the characters anyway Dx&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On the way home, I just stopped by Parkway to buy bus tickets, and to buy myself an ice capp :3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and OMG. I had no idea they were together o-o;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;but yeah. I guess I’m pretty slow with this stuff anyway.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hm. That’s it for today, I guess.&lt;br&gt;Hopefully tomorrow, I’m able to go out somewhere with Nicole.. I don’t really wanna spend another Saturday with famile &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hooray for random bs :3&lt;br&gt;I really need to update more on this thing ._.”&lt;br&gt;I guess that’s all for now xD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;hr&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; boredd :3&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening to:&lt;/b&gt; Crucify Sorrow - the GazettE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;~jay-san. [ns4289 &amp;lt;3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-6280111977010313195?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/6280111977010313195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/07/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/6280111977010313195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/6280111977010313195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/07/bored.html' title='bored?'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-3523253852020240612</id><published>2009-07-02T16:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:11:24.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>effed-up schedule :3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMFG AN UPDATE. DDD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...yeeeah, i've been too lazy to update recently... *coughlazybasterdcough* *shot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;aaanyways. I went to the guidance department today to pick up my class timetable for school next year.&lt;br /&gt;And it’s pretty screwed up. I definitely have some class conflicts to fix.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But i’ma post my schedule here right now, just cuhs. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;table width="393" border="1" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="85"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="155"&gt;Semester 1&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="155"&gt;Semester 2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr height="40"&gt; &lt;td width="86"&gt;Period 1&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="152"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMK3M1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Keyboarding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mancuso&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="153"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MHF4U1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Advanced Functions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Khayat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr height="40"&gt; &lt;td width="86"&gt;Period 2&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="152"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HRE4M1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Religion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuzi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="153"&gt;[Spare]&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr height="40"&gt; &lt;td width="86"&gt;Period 3&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="152"&gt;[blank]&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="153"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AWQ3M1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Photography)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lavelle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr height="40"&gt; &lt;td width="86"&gt;Period 4&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="152"&gt;[blank]&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="153"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TGJ4M1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Comm. Tech)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lavelle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m currently missing art class on this, which I think is period 1, first semester, where my keyboarding class is.&lt;br /&gt;Might be a problem.&lt;br /&gt;But oh well. At least I don’t have English to deal with :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;aaaand. I really SHOULD get started on my summer school homework. &amp;gt;&amp;gt; I just took English cuhs i didn’t wanna take it during the school year, but that doesn’t mean i can slack off [&lt;strike&gt;like i’ve been doing recently&lt;/strike&gt;].&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;erm. i guess that’s all for now. i’ll update later, when i feel like it :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;hr /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; lazy :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening to:&lt;/b&gt; Filth in the Beauty - the GazettE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;~jay-san. [ns4289 &amp;lt;3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-3523253852020240612?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/3523253852020240612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/07/effed-up-schedule-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/3523253852020240612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/3523253852020240612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/07/effed-up-schedule-3.html' title='effed-up schedule :3'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-254176493663259428</id><published>2009-04-26T21:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T18:35:28.079-04:00</updated><title type='text'>just thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I never thought I could fall so hard, so fast. But I did, and I don’t know what to do now D:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;hr /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; elation[?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening to:&lt;/b&gt; TRICKST☆R - D'espairsRay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;~jay-san.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-254176493663259428?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/254176493663259428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/254176493663259428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/254176493663259428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-thinking.html' title='just thinking'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-692222965093194815</id><published>2009-04-09T10:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T10:45:52.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...in memory of.</title><content type='html'>i... am really shocked right now. like. it was so sudden... and... iduno. I guess I'm just trying to articulate my thoughts into words right now..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, some time yesterday, one of my friends from art council... passed. He jumped onto the subway tracks sometime after school, i hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't really know him &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; well... but i knew him well enough that his passing really shocked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really know what else to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in memory of erick. you will be... missed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt; ...melancholy[?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Screen -single version- - D'espairsRay&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;~jay-san.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-692222965093194815?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/692222965093194815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-memory-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/692222965093194815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/692222965093194815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-memory-of.html' title='...in memory of.'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-3412762245612654952</id><published>2009-04-08T10:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T20:01:00.285-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ahahaah :3</title><content type='html'>Okay so. I'm in second period writing about thar epic first period LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, we had mass or something, but I kinda didn't wanna go. Neither did any of my other friends. So we kinda hid in the darkroom for about 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;I think it actually kinda felt like some kind of espionage-type thing or whatever, cuhs I was leaning against the wall, trying to hear what our teacher was saying on the other side of the door.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess when I heard the teacher say, "Has anyone seen where Jason is?" all I could think was. "Oh, fuck."&lt;br /&gt;It seems like everyone else thought that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We eventually got one person to leave and be like, a lookout for us, so she could tell us when the coast was clear, so we could leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten minutes later, we heard a "The coast is clear, guys!"&lt;br /&gt;We all left the darkroom, and five minutes later, the teacher came back.&lt;br /&gt;My teacher being the way he is, he didn't seem to know or care when or how we suddenly appeared out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least we all got to skip out on mass :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, it was time for the fashion photoshoot that was organized for today.&lt;br /&gt;120 pictures later, it was finally time to pack up and leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;AHA. EDITED FOR MOAR DETAILS AND AWESOME WIN. *shot* More about the rest of the day below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Well anyways, after that, the day was pretty normal. At art council, I kinda just wandered between the art room and the computer arts lab and stuff. I messed around with Gatsby and my hair and stuff, and I discovered that my singing voice actually &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; that bad xD&lt;br /&gt;I still hafta learn how to scream though D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;~jay-san.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-3412762245612654952?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/3412762245612654952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/04/ahahaah-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/3412762245612654952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/3412762245612654952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/04/ahahaah-3.html' title='ahahaah :3'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-6908560956808077884</id><published>2009-04-05T09:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T09:09:40.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>o-o whaat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I actually think I’m getting used to waking up at 8am on the weekend x-x&lt;/p&gt; &lt;hr&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So we’re going to church a bit early today, cuhs my dad wants to go out and test drive a potential candidate for his new car. I just don’t know why he has to wake EVERYONE up at this time. I mean like. Can’t he wake up early, go to church on his own at 10am, then after that go wherever he damn well pleases? Why make us suffer through the ultimate boredom of waiting until he’s finished his test drive?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Whatever. I think I might try and convince my mom to let us all split up after church—my dad going for his test drive, and everyone else going to the mall and stuff.&lt;br&gt;I still need to go clothes shopping for the fashion shoot thing for Photography class on Monday/Tuesday. And even if there wasn’t a fashion shoot thing, I need new clothes anyway.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So it’s a win-win situation, right?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m still good about the “j-rock” theme that I randomly came up with when my teacher said we were doing fashion shoots soon. I hope meh other group of friends go along with it too xD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well, I guess I’m done for now, well, I mean. I hafta go now 8D&lt;br&gt;I guess I’ll update/edit later.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;hr&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; tired.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening to:&lt;/b&gt; Screen (Single Version) - D'espairsRay&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;~jay-san.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-6908560956808077884?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/6908560956808077884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/04/o-o-whaat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/6908560956808077884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/6908560956808077884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/04/o-o-whaat.html' title='o-o whaat.'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-8754435265991068791</id><published>2009-04-04T19:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T19:15:54.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow. Long-ish day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Aah, I havn’t updated in awhile… D:&lt;br&gt;I’ll just uh… update now xD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay, so this morning, my mom woke everyone up, and I’m like “o_o; Where are we going?”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It turns out we were going out looking for a new car [again].&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Except this time, instead of a short 5 minute drive to the local car dealership, we went all the way to a dealership an hour’s drive away. And then we went to another dealership 20 minutes away from that one. And then after that one, we went to eat. &lt;em&gt;Then&lt;/em&gt; we went to YET ANOTHER dealership 30 minutes away.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-3- and then. WE WENT ALL THE WAY BACK TO THE SECOND DEALERSHIP WE WENT TO. I think my dad was about to finally make his decision to buy the car he wanted, but the guy didn’t wanna lower the price any further, so he kinda left.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So, the whole day was, what. A WASTE OF EFFING TIME !?&lt;br&gt;We left home at around 10-ish. And I finally just got back home like. 30 minutes ago. And I think we’re starting back at square one. Hooray. -3-;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On a happy note, I finally caught Darkrai, Shaymin, and a few other assorted legendary Pokémon, so the day wasn’t a &lt;em&gt;TOTAL &lt;/em&gt;waste… right? 8D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh, well. At least tomorrow I think I’m going clothes shopping or w/e. Cuhs yenno. We’re finally starting the Fashion Photography unit in Photography class. And. I kinda needed new clothes anyway. So it’s a win-win situation, rait?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Expect to see the results of some of the fashion photoshoots here and/or on &lt;a href="http://jay-san1292.deviantart.com/"&gt;deviantART&lt;/a&gt; in the near future.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;J-rock themed photoshoot’s gonna be funn 8DDDD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;hr&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; tired/bored&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening to:&lt;/b&gt; Lizard - D'espairsRay&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;~jay-san.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-8754435265991068791?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/8754435265991068791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow-long-ish-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/8754435265991068791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/8754435265991068791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow-long-ish-day.html' title='Wow. Long-ish day.'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-2031385881167533364</id><published>2009-03-27T10:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T10:59:32.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LE GASP.</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm in comm. tech class right now, &lt;s&gt;doing my Powerpoint&lt;/s&gt; writing this post.&lt;br /&gt;o-o Incidentally, part of my powerpoint has to do with...&lt;br /&gt;Blogging and such. How convienient. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I am... incredibly bored D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, I don't have Windows Live Writer to use, so I'm slightly not used to Blogger's posting method or w/e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll edit this post later.&lt;br /&gt;But uh. Just to remind myself later about what I'm going to put, I'm going to write up a small list of sorts showing what I'm going to update about later:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;new&lt;/s&gt; yesterday's  dA posts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how today went (I'm going to meet up with Kat at Fairview)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;some picture(s) from today?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways uh. I'll edit this post later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening to&lt;/b&gt;: Lizard - D'espairsRay&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;~&lt;em&gt;jay-san.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-2031385881167533364?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/2031385881167533364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/03/le-gasp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/2031385881167533364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/2031385881167533364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/03/le-gasp.html' title='LE GASP.'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-2526278201347733072</id><published>2009-03-26T18:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T19:26:06.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LMAO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Not a few minutes ago did this conversation take place.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sister&lt;/strong&gt;: I don’t &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to study! I know it already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom&lt;/strong&gt;: No, you don’t! You have to ask your dad to help you study Go, right now. D:&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sister&lt;/strong&gt;: *tantrum* I don’t have to, I don’t like it, I don’t want to !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom&lt;/strong&gt;: No, you have to! If you were smart, then okay, you don’t have to study, but you’re &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;, so you &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; to study. D:&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom:&lt;/strong&gt; *continues* Do you want to be a luzr? Do you &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to live on the street? No? Go ask your dad to help you study.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Underlined sentence is full of &lt;b&gt;win&lt;/b&gt; :3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;hr /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; amused :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening to:&lt;/b&gt; Lost in re:birth - D'espairsRay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;~jay-san.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-2526278201347733072?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/2526278201347733072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/03/lmao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/2526278201347733072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/2526278201347733072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/03/lmao.html' title='LMAO.'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-7587673607140925925</id><published>2009-03-21T15:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T11:17:12.935-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in re:birth</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;repeating tragedy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ all ] minds are distraught! [ you're ] distrait!&lt;br /&gt;deeper and deeper you fall...&lt;br /&gt;[ just ] stray in the fake! [ but ] feel pain&lt;br /&gt;where have you sealed your real side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta awake you a.s.a.p.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ all ] minds are distraught! [ you're ] not right!&lt;br /&gt;deeper and deeper you fall...&lt;br /&gt;[ just ] stray in the fake! [ but ] feel doubt!&lt;br /&gt;where have you sealed your real side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Storm of flowing sadness&lt;br /&gt;Love has turned into ashes, just like disappearing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gotta awake you a.s.a.p.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in re:birth... alone...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the eternity, where endless love is overflowing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lost in re:birth... alone...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried alone, while praying for help and happiness for this withered world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dying... to be bone...&lt;br /&gt;what do you think of justice?&lt;br /&gt;the blight and god...&lt;br /&gt;why cannot the faith mesh well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ please ] tell me the answer! [ loud ] crying out!&lt;br /&gt;[ far ] infected sorrow [ hard ] rain falls down&lt;br /&gt;[ world ] minus affection [ never ] loveless life be enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in re:birth... alone...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the eternity of everything overflowing in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lost in re:birth... alone...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time, when I'll be born again, please, love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lost in re:birth...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all for my dears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              from "ache"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to live disease, All of us die with it.&lt;br /&gt;when you pass away, does anyone cry for you?&lt;br /&gt;nobody's next to me... even the one to cry over me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeyy song lyric time :3&lt;br /&gt;o-o i think the lyrics in italics are the english lyrics that are sung, and the non-italic ones are the translation D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;n__n i &lt;em&gt;SO &lt;/em&gt;like the vocals in this song :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G1QlwekIusI"&gt;Lost in re:birth - D'espairsRay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; EPIK BOREDOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening to:&lt;/b&gt; Lost in re:birth - D'espairsRay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;~jay-san.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-7587673607140925925?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/7587673607140925925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-in-rebirth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/7587673607140925925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/7587673607140925925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-in-rebirth.html' title='Lost in re:birth'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-6451156022107589148</id><published>2009-03-19T12:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:11:08.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty colours~ :33</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;8DD yeyy. New background/colour scheme is up :DD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It’s nice to finally have some colour, hm? xDD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;o-o anyways…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;hr&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yesterday was my mom’s birthday, and we went out for dinner and stuff. Well, to be exact, we went to an Asian buffet called Imperial Buffet xD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I can probably say that yesterday was the first time I’ve had sushi in quite a &lt;em&gt;LONG &lt;/em&gt;time. And it was awesome &amp;gt;:3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;hr&gt;  &lt;p&gt;o-o wow. I really thought I’d have more to talk about.&lt;br&gt;aah well.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;hr&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; awake o.o;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening to:&lt;/b&gt; SIXty∞NINe - D'espairsRay&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;~jay-san.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-6451156022107589148?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/6451156022107589148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/03/pretty-colours-33.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/6451156022107589148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/6451156022107589148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/03/pretty-colours-33.html' title='pretty colours~ :33'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-5037999927030009960</id><published>2009-03-16T22:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:39:50.009-04:00</updated><title type='text'>REDEEMER – D’espairsRay</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="401" border="1"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="199"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Screaming out your emotions!&lt;br&gt;ima toki hanate your mind&lt;br&gt;Screaming out your emotions!&lt;br&gt;arifureta mirai wo break out  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;afuredasu omoi taiyou wo inuke&lt;br&gt;Everyday girigiri no surimu de sabita heart hi wo tsukete  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;bousou shiteku CHAOS no uzu he Down! Down! tobikome&lt;br&gt;zetsubou shiteru jikan nado nai Now! Now! tsuki nukete&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; uh!  &lt;p&gt;Screaming out yout emotions!  &lt;p&gt;obieru dake no jibun wo houmure&lt;br&gt;hajimari no kane ga hibiita... koko ga BIRTHDAY... me o hirake  &lt;p&gt;kosoku shiteiku chihei no saki he Down! Down! tobikome&lt;br&gt;musekaeru THIS WORLD kiri saiteyuku Now! Now! rakuen he  &lt;p&gt;Dive! Trust yourself!&lt;br&gt;Arise! We're not slaves!&lt;br&gt;Awake! Calling out to you now...  &lt;p&gt;kodoku na kono sekai ha kimi no koe wo matteiru&lt;br&gt;sonzai wo, sono imi wo sakebe  &lt;p&gt;「ore ha ima, koko ni iru...」  &lt;p&gt;bousou shiteku CHAOS no uzu he Down! Down! tobikome&lt;br&gt;zetsubou shiteru jikan nado nai Now! Now! tsukinukete  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Screaming out your emotions!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="200"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Screaming out your emotions!&lt;br&gt;Set your mind free&lt;br&gt;Screaming out your emotions!&lt;br&gt;Breakout from the mundane future&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your thoughts are overflowing, shoot through the sun&lt;br&gt;Everyday little thrill makes your rusted heart burn &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Jump down, down&lt;br&gt;to the swirl of spinning wildly chaos&lt;br&gt;There's no time for despair&lt;br&gt;now, now, break through  &lt;p&gt;Screaming out your emotions!  &lt;p&gt;Bury yourself, that only can be frightened&lt;br&gt;The bells of beggining ringed&lt;br&gt;Here's birthday, open your eyes  &lt;p&gt;Jump down, down&lt;br&gt;to accelerating horizon&lt;br&gt;This choking world&lt;br&gt;tear it to pieces! Now, now, to the paradise  &lt;p&gt;Dive! Trust yourself!&lt;br&gt;Arise! We're not slaves!&lt;br&gt;Awake! Calling out to you now...  &lt;p&gt;This lonely world in wating for your voice&lt;br&gt;Scream out your existence and the meaning&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Here I am"  &lt;p&gt;Jump down, down&lt;br&gt;to the swirl of spinning wildly chaos&lt;br&gt;There's no time for despair&lt;br&gt;now, now, break through  &lt;p&gt;Screaming out your emotions!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;p&gt;That is my now favourite song. :DD&lt;br&gt;The new album is pretty awesome, by the way xD&lt;br&gt;[&lt;strike&gt;you have no idea how many times i had to preview this thing to make sure everything was in the right place x-x&lt;/strike&gt;]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;D’espa is my new obsession n__n &lt;hr&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mood:&lt;/b&gt; indifferent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;REDEEMER - D'espairsRay&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;~jay-san.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-5037999927030009960?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/5037999927030009960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/03/redeemer-despairsray.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/5037999927030009960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/5037999927030009960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/03/redeemer-despairsray.html' title='REDEEMER – D’espairsRay'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-1127416301165030596</id><published>2009-03-15T22:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:37:05.379-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Plans.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well… my March Break has officially started… and I have &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;NO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; plans whatsoever.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh, man. It’s gonna be a &lt;em&gt;fun&lt;/em&gt; week. [/sarcasm]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;SOMEONE SAVE MEE DD8&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;hr&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In other news;&lt;br&gt;I think I’ve become addicted to D’espairsRay again D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Songs like:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;TRICKST☆R&lt;br&gt;MIRROR&lt;br&gt;SIXTY∞NINE&lt;br&gt;Screen&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and stuff like that. Okay, so they’re not all that new, and I’ve had these songs for a while. But for some reason I’m only getting into these songs &lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt;, which is weird, for me at least.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If the renewed addiction to D’espairsRay wasn’t enough, I just recently found out that their new album, REDEEMER, was released. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Four days ago.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; *kicks self for being so slow*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, I’m done for now. I guess I’ll write again tomorrow talking about the album 8D;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;~&lt;em&gt;jay-san.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-1127416301165030596?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/1127416301165030596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/03/plans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/1127416301165030596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/1127416301165030596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/03/plans.html' title='Plans.'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-7239177488318354406</id><published>2009-03-14T20:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:01:15.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY~ :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;AWESOME. I’ve [more or less] finished my blog layout. I’m pretty happy with it. I KNOW, I KNOW, there’s a… &lt;em&gt;slight&lt;/em&gt; lack of colour here, but. I’m horrible at coordinating colours together, so I guess I’ll do that later. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I’m using Windows Live Writer to write this thing. It’s. definitely much easier to write with it xDD And for that, I am happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Yeap. I have decided to write everything here. So when I’m bored, expect an entry here. When something interesting happens in my life, expect an entry here too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But right now, I have nothing more to say, so I’m going to sign off for now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~jay-san.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-7239177488318354406?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/7239177488318354406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/7239177488318354406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/7239177488318354406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay.html' title='YAY~ :]'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-45003146770794370</id><published>2009-03-12T22:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:43:56.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My attempt at a daily post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hm, well. Today was just another boring day, for the most part. I guess I’m gonna start posting on this thing a bit more often.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;hr&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, I woke up a bit late today. I think it may have something to do with me going to sleep at 2am last night.&lt;strike&gt; NO, I WAS NOT PLAYING VIDEO GAMES… okay, maybe I was. BUT THAT’S BESIDE THE POINT D:&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well, anyways. I miraculously got to school on the exact time I always get to school: 8:21am. [I check the conveniently-placed clock whenever I get to school, alright? 8D] Anyways, I went through my usual daily routine of going to the cafeteria to buy my coffee, and then to my locker to put away my jacket. Aaanyways…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P1 [Photography] – &lt;/strong&gt;eh. we just got like. notes and stuff on &lt;em&gt;f&lt;/em&gt;-stop and shutter speed. Other than that, I just messed around with the piano and stuff. [I &lt;em&gt;STILL&lt;/em&gt; need to learn how to play Jealous ~reverse~ by Dir en grey Dx]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P2 [Comm. Tech.] – &lt;/strong&gt;Had a supply teacher today. Worked on my report thing. [as a side note, for that report, we had to use Expedia to “plan” a trip to New York City. oh, the cruel irony Dx] Pretty uneventful class.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lunch – &lt;/strong&gt;Well. Ate lunch and stuff. As per usual, I had an elegant conversation with Patrick about several important topics:&lt;br&gt;Me: omg, I was on Twitter, and someone posted up a link to a really retarded YouTube video. I watched it, and I was like. *face twitches* &amp;lt;— [ said video is at this link: &lt;a title="ln689" href="http://tinyurl.com/ln689"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/ln689&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br&gt;Patrick: OMG LOL YOU REALLY HAFTA SHOW ME THAT VIDEO.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;or&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Patrick: Kenneth let me borrow this book, called “Chuck Norris Facts: 400 Facts About the World’s Greatest Man”.&lt;br&gt;Me: *not really interested* Really? Show me.&lt;br&gt;Patrick: *reading from book* “If Chuck Norris wants to eat a salad, &lt;strong&gt;he eats a vegetarian.”&lt;/strong&gt; LOLOLOLOL.&lt;br&gt;Me: WHAT LOLOL *grabs book and dies of laughter while reading it*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;*cough* uh. yeah. Really important stuff :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P3 [Math] – &lt;/strong&gt;Well, we had a short lesson, and then our teacher gave us work. Work that I was actually looking forward to cuhs, since math is my strong point, I actually &lt;em&gt;GET &lt;/em&gt;the concept, and yet he still stands up there explaining. So I’m basically just sitting there bored. And then when he assigns the homework, it turns out that he’s already assigned most of it before. So I quickly did the questions and resumed being bored.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P4 [Art] – &lt;/strong&gt;We had a supply teacher here too. Like it mattered. We watched the original Ice Age. [and by we, I mean the whole class, except for me] I sat there playing Trauma Center on DS :DD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;hr&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hm… So that’s pretty much it for my day. Tomorrow, I’m not going to school, so that’s gonna be fun~ [/sarcasm] Oh, sitting at home bored… D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And my mom’s kinda being annoying now, so I guess I’m gonna close off now xDD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;~&lt;em&gt;jay-san.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-45003146770794370?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/45003146770794370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-attempt-at-daily-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/45003146770794370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/45003146770794370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-attempt-at-daily-post.html' title='My attempt at a daily post.'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-8187618864981388215</id><published>2009-03-11T21:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:23:07.501-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hooray n_n</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well. I’ve finished a sort of… beta version of the background 8D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ll finish the whole thing later 8D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;~&lt;em&gt;jay-san.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-8187618864981388215?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/8187618864981388215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/03/hooray-nn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/8187618864981388215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/8187618864981388215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/03/hooray-nn.html' title='hooray n_n'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-1313338563962380989</id><published>2009-03-10T22:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:53:47.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>D:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;…I’ve been too lazy to finish my layout. So this is what it’s gonna look like. At least until I either finish my layout or make something better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I’m also opening up my blog to only people I choose to read this. Like that last sentence even matters, cuhs if you’re reading this, then you’re one of the few allowed to read this thing. FEEL SPECIAL :DD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, uh. I guess I’m going to be updating this blog more often now 8D&lt;br /&gt;so uh, I guess I’m going to write about my day? 8DDDDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P1 (Photography) – &lt;/strong&gt;Well, today was a day called “Bubble Day”, which is a day when the school makes everyone choose the courses that they're gonna take next year by filling in little circles indicating which courses we’re taking, hence the name, “Bubble Day”. Incidentally, I’m going to be taking Grade 11 Photography (yes, again, cuhs there NEEDS TO BE A GRADE 12 COURSE D:&amp;lt;), Grade 11 Keyboarding (which is a piano class), Grade 12 Visual Arts, Grade 12 Communications Tech., Grade 12 Advanced Functions (Math), and Grade 12 Religion. =3= Whoop-de-doo. Anywho, other than the Bubble Day stuff, Photography was pretty average.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P2 (Comm. Tech.) – &lt;/strong&gt;Again, another average class, except that this one guy, who never shows up on time in class, who always starts arguments with the teacher, and in general, is one of those guys who probably get in trouble a lot at school. For those thinking, yes, he’s black. &lt;strong&gt;No, I’m not racist.&lt;/strong&gt; Anyways. This guy, he apparently likes turning off all the lights in the classroom. I don’t know about you, but staring at an old-school computer monitor, with no lights on, pretty much makes your eyes hurt like fucking hell. Again, whoop-de-doo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lunch – &lt;/strong&gt;Another average lunchtime. Went to the cafeteria, sat at my usual table, and ate my lunch. Although, me and Patrick talk about the most fucked-up stuff you can ever imagine. So much so, that I’m not even gonna bother typing it all here. &lt;strike&gt;N-no, it’s not cuhs I forgot everything… SHUSH.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P3 (Math) – &lt;/strong&gt;Well, today was a Day 2 on the schedule, so third and fourth were switched. Anyways. There’s not much to say about today’s class, probably because I actually NEED to pay attention in that class, which is kinda hard to do when almost everyone behind and around you is sitting there talking so loud I have to drown everything out by blasting my music. Hey, I have a reputation of getting marks at least 10% higher than everyone else. I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;need &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to do well in that class 8D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P4 (Art) – &lt;/strong&gt;Just did some figure proportions drawing, and dewdling in my sketchbook. Another boring class. I honestly can’t wait until we start painting our “15 Minutes of Fame” assignment, where we had to take a picture of ourselves, play around with it in Photoshop, and then print it out and transfer it to a canvas. The actual design has to be kind of a “Pop Art” style to it or something. And, just for the hell of it, this is my… work-in-progress 8D &lt;strike&gt;I actually still need to finish the actual design =3=&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_k5enoqvEXP8/SbcmRuHOQjI/AAAAAAAAAB4/5_siIJG_r8s/s1600-h/AVI3M1---15-Minutes-of-Fame-Photomanip-%28Design-%232%29%5B10%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_k5enoqvEXP8/SbcmRuHOQjI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XWW6drhpBkw/s1600-h/AVI3M1---15-Minutes-of-Fame-Photomanip-%28Design-%232%29%5B14%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="AVI3M1---15-Minutes-of-Fame-Photomanip-(Design-#2)" style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; DISPLAY: block; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: none; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; MARGIN: 0px 0px 0px 20px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height="186" alt="AVI3M1---15-Minutes-of-Fame-Photomanip-(Design-#2)" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_k5enoqvEXP8/SbcmS59ZQiI/AAAAAAAAACM/kB2XUJdjMaI/AVI3M1---15-Minutes-of-Fame-Photomanip-%28Design-%232%29_thumb%5B12%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whoo. Whatta fail LOL. It’s not even done yet LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;I still hafta finish it, and then paint it on my &lt;strong&gt;3ft x 4ft&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;canvas. &lt;/strong&gt;That’s… pretty huge D: And if it turns out nice, it’s going in my room :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;There’s nothing wrong with having a giant self-portrait in my room, right? I need a self-esteem boost anyway. *bricked*&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, I guess I’m done for now 8D&lt;br /&gt;I really need to learn to post more often xDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;~jay-san&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-1313338563962380989?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/1313338563962380989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/03/d.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/1313338563962380989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/1313338563962380989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/03/d.html' title='D:'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_k5enoqvEXP8/SbcmS59ZQiI/AAAAAAAAACM/kB2XUJdjMaI/s72-c/AVI3M1---15-Minutes-of-Fame-Photomanip-%28Design-%232%29_thumb%5B12%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3940997116889020860.post-3820280178449846683</id><published>2009-03-07T12:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T12:32:39.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WOO. :D</title><content type='html'>I'm working on my new blog design 8D&lt;br /&gt;o_o it's pretty basic, but that's how it's gonna be until I finally get off my ass to learn CSS D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just gonna be the basic header picture, blahblahblahblah, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I made this thing totally private, so that only I can see it. For now. Until I've finished :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3940997116889020860-3820280178449846683?l=unending-requiem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/feeds/3820280178449846683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/03/woo-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/3820280178449846683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3940997116889020860/posts/default/3820280178449846683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unending-requiem.blogspot.com/2009/03/woo-d.html' title='WOO. :D'/><author><name>`San</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13867439525540051703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
