<?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-1463253842863277125</id><updated>2012-01-22T00:51:51.408-05:00</updated><category term='templates'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='final average'/><category term='tests'/><category term='CGN'/><category term='report'/><category term='quizzes'/><category term='church'/><category term='spiritual'/><category term='food'/><category term='Exams'/><category term='God'/><category term='avatar'/><category term='semester'/><category term='disipline'/><title type='text'>;;my e v e r y t h i n g`</title><subtitle type='html'>it's my s.t.o.r.y; my [experience]; my `-everyday; my `-[l . i . f . e].</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>147</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-8495225510051252238</id><published>2011-11-08T01:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T01:20:52.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Accounting, I hate you.</title><content type='html'>I've never &lt;i&gt;cried &lt;/i&gt;so much for a course before.&lt;br /&gt;And these tears are&lt;b&gt; no joke&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Be it the course or the teacher teaching the course;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;i still hate accounting.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-8495225510051252238?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8495225510051252238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/accounting-i-hate-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8495225510051252238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8495225510051252238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/11/accounting-i-hate-you.html' title='Accounting, I hate you.'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-1123284161480206209</id><published>2011-10-30T16:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T16:13:36.037-04:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST FOUND OUT....</title><content type='html'>that you can follow livejournal on blogger?! (after a friend said she follows all my blog)&lt;br /&gt;so follow? ;D LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still wow'd. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-1123284161480206209?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1123284161480206209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-found-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/1123284161480206209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/1123284161480206209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-found-out.html' title='JUST FOUND OUT....'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-4185070271446241119</id><published>2011-10-29T20:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T20:45:36.308-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's okay, I'll do better!</title><content type='html'>Do you ever tell yourself this, but only end up to find that you're doing worse instead? Like when you're really confident about a certain assignment, and you think you're going to get high marks for it, but when the marks come back it's A LOT lower than what you had originally thought? It's always like that for me, it's like a jinx myself without knowing or something.&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, this year is a lot harder than any other year in the past. There's too much homework, especially accounting... There's so much I don't understand. So much that confuses me. Math doesn't help either. I'm almost at the point of wanting to throw everything in the air and running away from reality. The reality of homework. The reality of school. The reality of being a student. The reality of being me. I just want to disappear. But no, I can't. Because if I do, I will surely fail all that I've put my efforts into. Although I want to give up, I can't. Maybe there's hope... Maybe I can do a bit better.... Maybe if I try a little harder it'll eventually go up... but right now, I don't see that happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--For now I can only keep trying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-4185070271446241119?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4185070271446241119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-okay-ill-do-better.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4185070271446241119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4185070271446241119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-okay-ill-do-better.html' title='It&apos;s okay, I&apos;ll do better!'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-187535209844637577</id><published>2011-10-29T19:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T19:49:58.661-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I must be CRAZY.</title><content type='html'>Because I just got another blog-like thingy on livejournal. I think I have too many opened at the moment. Haha.Of course I shall still be writing here. :3 but visit me on my other one sometimes too? ;D Orrrrr you can join me. P: whichever floats your boat~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shine-x.livejournal.com/"&gt;shine_x&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-187535209844637577?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/187535209844637577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-must-be-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/187535209844637577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/187535209844637577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-must-be-crazy.html' title='I must be CRAZY.'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-3454835322987870898</id><published>2011-10-05T19:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T19:49:01.795-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Science</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Staying up until 2 and 3 for biology almost everyday, I feel that I was about to faint. But all credits go to my friend who had basically worked on the whole thing. She did most of the writing and editing. Kudos to her. What was I able to do? Sit there and watch her while helping once in a while. Thank you, Jasmine, for doing so much.&lt;br&gt;Thankfully when we were presenting today, I think God knew that Jasmine worked hard, so we were able to get away with presenting in front of the whole class. See, the teacher had originally wanted to walk around the class and see us present. Sadly, we didn't make it to the board to sign up when we wanted to go in time, so we went first. But thankfully we did because the teacher decided that the class was too loud and told the rest of the groups to present in front of the whole class.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So we got lucky. Thank you Lord. For being with us and knowing that we needed a break. Jasmine more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-3454835322987870898?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3454835322987870898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/10/lucky-science.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/3454835322987870898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/3454835322987870898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/10/lucky-science.html' title='Lucky Science'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-7030083541210446602</id><published>2011-09-02T00:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T00:13:12.909-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BRACES... you're history. (:</title><content type='html'>So today was the long awaited day... THE DAY I FINALLY GET MY BRACES OFF AFTER 3 YEARS AND 3 MONTHS. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I was quite nervous before the appointed time. I kept looking at the time over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, time skip to a few hours later.&lt;br /&gt;BRACES ARE OFF. YESHHHH. it's like... so smooth. with and without retainers. XD But i still have a massive over bite. -sad face- oh well, what can you do? SO I ATE GUM FOR THE FIRST TIME IN 3 YEARS&amp;lt;3 it felt nice. (: and ate hard stuff... and my first meal after i got braces off was HUGE because of my dad's fellowship thing. I ate loads.. I was a pig (:&lt;br /&gt;I still have my old habits with when I had braces though. I'd try and poke through the holes of the brace. P: I KEPT MY BRACES BY THE WAY. Just because I could and for memory. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO GOODBYE, DON'T CRY AND; SMILE~♪&lt;br /&gt;bye braces. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-7030083541210446602?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7030083541210446602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/09/braces-youre-history.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/7030083541210446602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/7030083541210446602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/09/braces-youre-history.html' title='BRACES... you&apos;re history. (:'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-3821641346860955776</id><published>2011-08-28T22:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T22:42:07.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8 - Last day [Home sweet home]</title><content type='html'>Sunday, August 28, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early in the morning today. It was time to say goodbye to the places I've visited. It was all fun, and I'm sure that I'll remember all the beautiful things I've seen for the past week. I'll definitely remember the memories I've created with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's breakfast was delicious. The setting was nice and the food that they served were delicious as well. Our very last meal in the maritime before coming back. IT WAS A MEAL TO REMEMBER! After eating, it was around 6:30; 5:30 in Ontario. So we were on a role. (: ish. Packed up, left the hotel and said goodbye to the lovely places and we were on our way back to Ontario! We went back to EST time by the time we got to Quebec, thankfully. I didn't really like the other time, but it wasn't bad either. I just kept getting confused because only my cell was set to Maritime time... maritime time.. time time time. keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Some last few things to think about before i left:&lt;br /&gt;how all the places I've been to have a lot of mountains... and they were beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;how there were so many tall people... ;A; both genders.&lt;br /&gt;and how it's hard to find asian people.... LOOL.&lt;br /&gt;All my observations. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, it's time to go.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU FOR READING MY ADVENTURE FOR THE PAST 8 DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for typing so much. ^^'&lt;br /&gt;but i hope you enjoyed the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I'm keeping these pictures in memory. And in computer. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the rest of your summer!&lt;br /&gt;Jacqueline out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-3821641346860955776?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3821641346860955776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-8-last-day-home-sweet-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/3821641346860955776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/3821641346860955776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-8-last-day-home-sweet-home.html' title='Day 8 - Last day [Home sweet home]'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-1907314067832844515</id><published>2011-08-27T22:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T22:34:24.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7 - Fredericton&amp;Grand Falls, NB [Edmunston, NB]</title><content type='html'>Saturday, August 27, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1660455407"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1660455408"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, for breakfast, we ate at Tim Horton's. Why? Well, Howard Johnson doesn't have free breakfast. CHEH. They have a restaurant, but they don't provide conventional breakfast. It's okay, I think Tim Horton's is better anyway. 8) Fattening and load of calories, but what else can we do? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Ob9bMMqC0U/TlmkIK27oxI/AAAAAAAAALc/jZ96RDtLlig/s1600/IMG_2217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Ob9bMMqC0U/TlmkIK27oxI/AAAAAAAAALc/jZ96RDtLlig/s200/IMG_2217.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOv2hLddvhQ/TlmkuN0xrWI/AAAAAAAAALg/J2z1WNmfCc8/s1600/IMG_2220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XPIOxxMluHo/Tlmk0RjUoRI/AAAAAAAAALk/_8Jq-Rzcn8g/s1600/IMG_2222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XPIOxxMluHo/Tlmk0RjUoRI/AAAAAAAAALk/_8Jq-Rzcn8g/s200/IMG_2222.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QOv2hLddvhQ/TlmkuN0xrWI/AAAAAAAAALg/J2z1WNmfCc8/s200/IMG_2220.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first thing in the morning, my parents wanted to go to another market in Saint John. No kidding, I'm not even surprised anymore. The market was called.... City Market, or something. It's just like St. Lawrence Market, except the things they sold were different... St. Lawrence Market is just... raw food, food, City Market is raw food, food... well, it's basically the same thing but I find that City Market is still different. ): I saw a lot of accessories and jewellries and they were made out of things you would throw out! o; For example, there was this wallet made out of those kool-aid juice... bag.... thing. It looked pretty good too. (: Basically they recycled. Good for them! Then there was the seafood section, you know... where they sell fish and stuff. I saw this... baby octopus. I thought it was fake at first from a glance, but it looked too slimey to be fake. It stared at me while I was taking a picture! D: I'm kidding, it's already dead anyway. In the market they sold Fresh Dulse. What are dulse, you ask? They're like seafood, but they're not seafood. They're a type of vegetable that takes root on grows and grows at low tide. They're hand picked and sun dried. You can eat it right after you buy them, and to be honest I didn't like it at first because I thought it tasted like the sea. But while in the car with not much to eat, I've grown to like it a bit.... but it still tasted like the sea. ): Well, the taste is like the smell of the sea. Shrimply fresh. (like my pun? ;D yes? no? no?.. okay fine.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6S3xIMLnUvE/Tlmk294DYZI/AAAAAAAAALo/rFrzXm3K-ds/s1600/IMG_2224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6S3xIMLnUvE/Tlmk294DYZI/AAAAAAAAALo/rFrzXm3K-ds/s200/IMG_2224.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fF12WWlaO98/Tlmk6AWPp5I/AAAAAAAAALs/JBy_qjXq0-s/s1600/IMG_2227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fF12WWlaO98/Tlmk6AWPp5I/AAAAAAAAALs/JBy_qjXq0-s/s200/IMG_2227.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vf-xm4AXgc0/TlmlF0eDcaI/AAAAAAAAAL8/qgpMK2o9-mY/s1600/IMG_2232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vf-xm4AXgc0/TlmlF0eDcaI/AAAAAAAAAL8/qgpMK2o9-mY/s200/IMG_2232.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a_PMK-_ago8/Tlmk97MstuI/AAAAAAAAALw/t_abxMJccQU/s1600/IMG_2229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a_PMK-_ago8/Tlmk97MstuI/AAAAAAAAALw/t_abxMJccQU/s200/IMG_2229.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So then we went to Fredericton!... and of course, they happened to past by another city market and what better way to see it but park and go in to see for ourselves? -,- tch. They were selling different foods outside, and inside they sold those... handmade arts and crafts and flowers. My dad got hungry so he went to buy a hotdog, and we also bought some corn. 13 for $8, and the corns were BIG. Well, I can't really see the difference, but my mom said it was big. We also bought these blueberries, specially used for making pies and wine? They sold blueberry wine at the stall too, but my parents didn't buy it. We bought the blueberries and they were SMALL. I'm not even kidding, they're smaller than your average blueberries you could buy in a supermarket. But surprisingly, they were sweet, and didn't taste sour at all. They were all soft too. I guess they are specially used for making pies and wine and those other things. But guess what else we saw? ;D Lobster rolls!!! 1&amp;nbsp; for $10! It was being sold AND they were showing you how it's made. awesomeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O9ih27wbEB8/TlmlAoBGDkI/AAAAAAAAAL0/qeS4SR2k0GI/s1600/IMG_2230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O9ih27wbEB8/TlmlAoBGDkI/AAAAAAAAAL0/qeS4SR2k0GI/s200/IMG_2230.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fTUVK7iAwOk/TlmlCtEX-AI/AAAAAAAAAL4/IPHMj_Lykw8/s1600/IMG_2231.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fTUVK7iAwOk/TlmlCtEX-AI/AAAAAAAAAL4/IPHMj_Lykw8/s200/IMG_2231.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oRoN092YUso/TlmlTwHKsaI/AAAAAAAAAME/BEmtOkDblRc/s1600/IMG_2239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oRoN092YUso/TlmlTwHKsaI/AAAAAAAAAME/BEmtOkDblRc/s200/IMG_2239.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bbyypB-g1Ig/TlmlSA6cIxI/AAAAAAAAAMA/qJ-VtoEQAU4/s1600/IMG_2235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bbyypB-g1Ig/TlmlSA6cIxI/AAAAAAAAAMA/qJ-VtoEQAU4/s200/IMG_2235.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before leaving Fredericton to go to Grand Falls, we stopped by sobeys to buy our lunch. YES. Not going to fast food restaurants where the food is all oily and fat and..... ): but good food from the supermarket! ;D We got chicken, ceaser salad, these... other salad things, and bread. In the end, the tastiest meals are the ones you buy from the supermarket and put them together to make a meal yourself. XD Self-control with the calories and nutritions and stuff and stuff and stuff. Gotta watch my health even if I am young. Anyway, when we got to Grand Falls, which was around 3, we sat down for some nomnoms and began to eat and honestly, it actually was the tastiest meal! While eating, we heard many screams coming from the Zip Zag ride which takes you from one side of the fall to the next, and then you walk a bit and you ride back. My parents kept telling me to try it but NO. It looked too scary. D: And it's so high up from the ground.... scratch that, from the WATER. Yeah, I don't think I'm going to go on that thing. Even though it's supposedly safe, but it's still scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LC1VScktpxs/TlmlWiybU5I/AAAAAAAAAMM/TNB-Vba2rz8/s1600/IMG_2283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LC1VScktpxs/TlmlWiybU5I/AAAAAAAAAMM/TNB-Vba2rz8/s200/IMG_2283.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KDoPSehL45I/TlmlVUOf7VI/AAAAAAAAAMI/CSXQZ2gR-Us/s1600/IMG_2279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KDoPSehL45I/TlmlVUOf7VI/AAAAAAAAAMI/CSXQZ2gR-Us/s200/IMG_2279.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tonight we're staying in Days Inn... which is pretty much by the highway... .___. It's not bad though, I'd say it pretty. (8 The room is quite big; very spacious. It looks quite antique as well, a bit old, and..... castle like? ish? maybe??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zNbZsSl4tcE/TlmjdC7Lq1I/AAAAAAAAALY/YvgmemBxCrU/s1600/IMG_2288.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zNbZsSl4tcE/TlmjdC7Lq1I/AAAAAAAAALY/YvgmemBxCrU/s200/IMG_2288.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to visit the downtown area of Edmundston to see how it's like, there wasn't much. But we happened to see a Cathedral and took pictures of it. It's BIG. And really pretty. During the time we went, there happened to be a Mass Hour service thing, so my mom went in. I never went in. ROFL to me, it seemed more like the "you go in and you never come out!" type, but of course it's just some fantasy thinking. My mom said it was really beautifully decorated inside. We walked out towards the other side of the road, and there happened to be some motorcyclist visitors from Quebec, I would guess.... since they spoke French. They started talking to my dad. LOL. They were like "Bonjour!" and said some other random things. My dad, being his usual self, started talking some gibberish as well. XD The woman that got off looked at my dad for a second when she got off and asked "Tu parle francais?" and my dad was like "no, tu parle anglais?" LOL it was so funny. (: My dad said that was the only thing he understood (which was a good thing too. XD After 16 years of listening to my dad say it, it's finally of some use). The woman was like "oh, okay okay." she thought about what she wanted to say... then dad told her we were visitors too and she was like "OHHH. OKAY. OKAY. You have good vacation!" and then they left. Oh man, that was some jokes moment. (: It made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we came back. Didn't really eat dinner, just ate cup noodles again. (: oolong mein! from korea. LOL. That's pretty much all for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;TODAY IS THE LAST DAY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I had a lot of fun this week with my parents, going around places and taking many pictures! Long rides and time in car, but I think it's all worth it. (: It'll&amp;nbsp; be a long time the next time I come... but if I ever do come again, I'd like to come with friends...... or anyone. I don't want to come alone. @____@; Tomorrow morning I leave right after eating. I'll miss my trip, but I look forward to seeing my home again. Not just my home, my school, friends... I look forward to registration day and the day I get my braces off! Which is in a few days. (8 Lovely, I start school without braces, but I'll still have braces when I take my picture for my ID card. -,- -note to self: don't show teeth. :) - &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO! See all you ontario-ians soon! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Jacqueline out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-1907314067832844515?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1907314067832844515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-7-fredericton-falls-nb-edmunston-nb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/1907314067832844515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/1907314067832844515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-7-fredericton-falls-nb-edmunston-nb.html' title='Day 7 - Fredericton&amp;Grand Falls, NB [Edmunston, NB]'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Ob9bMMqC0U/TlmkIK27oxI/AAAAAAAAALc/jZ96RDtLlig/s72-c/IMG_2217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-3696978299662136268</id><published>2011-08-26T23:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T23:28:32.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6 - Hopewell RockS [St. John, NB]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--vTSCvRnrzA/TlhhmcPBhoI/AAAAAAAAALU/LfNVJx6oeSg/s1600/IMG_2212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Friday, August 26, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was probably our best breakfast compared to all the other days. They included yogurt, bacon and scrambled eggs! ;D I'm not sure, but it seems like our breakfast is always getting better. But I can't quite say that yet since we still have 2 more hotels to stay at. Perhaps Quality Inn will be the best hotel, but that's just my thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T4No-a8XB7o/TlhhEuVH7PI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6Zlk_edT5Go/s1600/IMG_2091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T4No-a8XB7o/TlhhEuVH7PI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6Zlk_edT5Go/s200/IMG_2091.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valooooom, we setted off at around 9 and headed off to our 3 hour ride to Hopewell Rocks. My mom wanted to see it. We said goodbye to Nova Scotia as we entered New Brunswick. I'll always remember how the roads go up and down and how there are so many turns and twists. :S Sometimes you'd even stop in the middle of an uphill or a downhill. It was fun, nonetheless, at Nova Scotia. On the road, we saw a trailer... pickup truck... thing carrying a yellow boat that said "Miramichi Surveyor". Dad thought it said Supervisor and started going on about how a supervisor could be on a boat... -sweatdrop- then I corrected him.... but i pronounced Miramichi was miramichee. Apparently my dad didn't like it and apparently it's pronounced miramiki. =3= well, i like saying MIRAMICHEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xkWhmlJBR4U/TlhhFkP-XTI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4T44bsgwbt0/s1600/IMG_2095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xkWhmlJBR4U/TlhhFkP-XTI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4T44bsgwbt0/s200/IMG_2095.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have you ever eaten a Bounty chocolate bar? They're delicious. -drool- Coconut sheds on the inside and then a milky chocolate cover on the outside. It's like the perfect combination!!! Not really, but it's still delicious. (: I like any chocolate so mehh. But I took one out to eat. ): and they had 2 in a pack, and one of them got smooooshed. ;A; not too badly though. I enjoyed the taste of the smushed coconut anyway. ;D Yummy yummy in my tummy. Go try some Bounty! -free advertisement-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WASHROOM BREAK. No, we didn't get to Hopewell Rocks yet, but it's time for a washroom break anyway. So we stopped by a gas station (that had A&amp;amp;W nearby) and filled up our gas, then we went for our washroom break. ): no offense but I walked in there and it was like a stink bomb. I'm not saying that all A&amp;amp;Ws are like that, it was probably just that one, but the horrid smell that went up my nose was like.... D: ugh. I was glad when I finally came out. &amp;gt;o&amp;lt;" no offense. A&amp;amp;W burgers are still good! ;D There was a 2 teen burgers for $6!.... but we didn't get it. Heh heh. (I forgots to mention yesterday, when we ate our chinesey dindin, we passed by McD's and happened to see a McLobster sandwich, sub thing on a poster. 8) It looked good. Never tried it though. Don't think we'd have any McLobsters in Ontario, do we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-msqFlrGn4GI/TlhhGahuZuI/AAAAAAAAAKk/fRHrLnpI8ek/s1600/IMG_2121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-msqFlrGn4GI/TlhhGahuZuI/AAAAAAAAAKk/fRHrLnpI8ek/s200/IMG_2121.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ypvLyL-r_l0/TlhhJVjlvsI/AAAAAAAAAKo/InJJoLq-lic/s1600/IMG_2128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ypvLyL-r_l0/TlhhJVjlvsI/AAAAAAAAAKo/InJJoLq-lic/s200/IMG_2128.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--LxRcG5rggo/TlhhKEI27BI/AAAAAAAAAKs/XfWsAhZw5jw/s1600/IMG_2172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--LxRcG5rggo/TlhhKEI27BI/AAAAAAAAAKs/XfWsAhZw5jw/s200/IMG_2172.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We reached Hopewell Rocks and remember how&amp;nbsp; I said we were taking pictures of a rock... with a hole in it? Well, this place is also full of rocks... except we have to pay to see the rocks. ROFL. But no, it's not just any rock. It's not a rock with a hole in it either. They're rocks by Fundy Bay, which kind of started to be washed away from the high tides. It's a beautiful place actually. Ish. The rocks have different types of rocks sticking in them. I think it's more like rocks and soil combined to form the big rock, and then on top of these humongo rocks are many trees. The roots of the trees don't go into the rocks, but it's more like they spread along the top of the rocks. I think it's kind of cool. Some trees are just about ready to fall. There are many seaweeds on top of the rocks, and by many.... I&amp;nbsp; mean MANY. But these types of seaweed are different from the type you would eat. And sometimes, among the seaweeds and rocks, there are little.... according to my mother, shellfishes. They don't look like shellfish to me. In romanized mandarin, it's "luo". So after being down by fundy bay for an hour, we decided we've taken enough pictures and that it was time to go back up. Just to let you guys know, LOL. There are 2 signs before you go down. One telling you the time you can go down and when you MUST be back up, otherwise you may be trapped by the tides. The other one tells you that you need to take care and what happens if you happened to be trapped by fundy bay during the tides. I'm sorry, but the instructions they tell you to do if you so happened to come across being trapped by the tides was pretty funny. Anyway, after our 1 hour walk down by fundy bay and being inside Hopewell Rocks area, we were just about ready to leave and go back to our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PVBw0lH7Ou8/TlhhK6pcK8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/yWZGt3EuII4/s1600/IMG_2174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PVBw0lH7Ou8/TlhhK6pcK8I/AAAAAAAAAKw/yWZGt3EuII4/s200/IMG_2174.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NY5TCHtqLFE/TlhhMpOF3pI/AAAAAAAAAK0/bcJziancla8/s1600/IMG_2175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NY5TCHtqLFE/TlhhMpOF3pI/AAAAAAAAAK0/bcJziancla8/s200/IMG_2175.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7m_KBYmbgJo/TlhhN4h8E4I/AAAAAAAAAK4/__Cl3_j0gWU/s1600/IMG_2180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7m_KBYmbgJo/TlhhN4h8E4I/AAAAAAAAAK4/__Cl3_j0gWU/s200/IMG_2180.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT OH LOOK. We came across another fish market, so of course my parents had to see it. According to my mother, there was a LARGE large large large large lobster for $45, and we actually saw someone eat it. To tell you the truth, it's actually really big. |: Bigger than the ones we've eaten while we were here anyway. The claws were like... the size of the lobster body we ate! Or around there. My dad wanted to buy one, but pshhh he was just hungry. So we went to a nearby shop and bought a Lobster Roll that we've wanted to try, and a fried clam dinner. But you know, the lobster roll was far from what I've expected it to be.. in a kind of bad way. When I say "Lobster Roll".... what do you think? I don't know about you, but I thought springroll... except, bigger and it had lobster in it. Okay, what do you think of when I tell you lobster roll for $13? ;o many pieces, right? Unfortunately, what a lobster roll for $13 really is, is what I saw on the poster at McD's... a McLobster. LOL.&amp;nbsp; It's just some sandwich with those salad leaves and lobster bits on top. And there was only one. Don't know about chu, but I found it a bit disappointing, but it was still tasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x49A1kiT60I/TlhhOSPAhDI/AAAAAAAAAK8/LAwmMQ38u6M/s1600/IMG_2182.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x49A1kiT60I/TlhhOSPAhDI/AAAAAAAAAK8/LAwmMQ38u6M/s200/IMG_2182.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Py9IHEfLsY/TlhhcK3sjxI/AAAAAAAAALE/RnvmQXYhQes/s1600/IMG_2190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Py9IHEfLsY/TlhhcK3sjxI/AAAAAAAAALE/RnvmQXYhQes/s200/IMG_2190.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pJwjm0KPjs/TlhhT1MCtlI/AAAAAAAAALA/jT80OKsao5M/s1600/IMG_2187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1pJwjm0KPjs/TlhhT1MCtlI/AAAAAAAAALA/jT80OKsao5M/s200/IMG_2187.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After feeding our hunger, we were on the road again! This time, towards our hotel for sure. Asked my mom what hotel we were staying at AND OH BOY. It's Howard Johnson. ): Not that it's bad.... it's just that the internet in the first Howard Johnson we stayed in was horrible... and to be honest, the internet here isn't exactly the best either. But at least how it is right now is a lot better than how it started off. Anyway, parents took a nap while I watched television and at 7 we left again. -sigh- in and out and in and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SQexmsB2rNo/Tlhhg-NbHoI/AAAAAAAAALM/zB-D_UIu9pg/s1600/IMG_2198.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SQexmsB2rNo/Tlhhg-NbHoI/AAAAAAAAALM/zB-D_UIu9pg/s200/IMG_2198.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UpEILkODZhk/Tlhhd69Dg7I/AAAAAAAAALI/V87DMQ9chTE/s1600/IMG_2195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UpEILkODZhk/Tlhhd69Dg7I/AAAAAAAAALI/V87DMQ9chTE/s200/IMG_2195.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We stopped by the Reversing Falls that I heard is quite well known in Saint John, New Brunswick. It's just that at a particular time, the waves go backwards; the opposite way of how it's supposed to be. Ohhhhh, so cool..... I think the cool part was going in a restaurant/information booth thing and seeing 4 GIANT SPIDERS ABOVE THE DOOR BY THE SIGN. I'm kidding... about it being cool. I'm not kidding when I say I saw the spiders though. At first i only saw one... and it was coming down too, from the sign. So I rushed into the restaurant since my parents went in too. Then, when we came out, i rushed past it and looked up to find the spider that I saw earlier. -whew- found it, it went back up. OH NO WAIT. THERE'S ANOTHER... wait, THERE'S 2... no... 3... THERE'S 4 IN TOTAL?! ): They were just crawling around on their web. ); oh my gosh&amp;lt;/3 There's also a lot of bugs there... mosquitoes and some flies.. and these insects that I don't know... but I saw 3 of them stuck in my mom's hair. ;A; I can tell you, I wasn't quiet about it either. I immediately checked for my hair too... you know, just in case something was in my hair. Luckily my hair was bundled up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hxCuB_e3SNg/TlhhiakiznI/AAAAAAAAALQ/uig2lcNHC8Q/s1600/IMG_2204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hxCuB_e3SNg/TlhhiakiznI/AAAAAAAAALQ/uig2lcNHC8Q/s200/IMG_2204.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked up a few from the reversing falls and then we saw... THE SUN. It was a brilliant beautiful bright orange. (: then there were the smoke... coming from factories. ): THE POLLUTIONNNNNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--vTSCvRnrzA/TlhhmcPBhoI/AAAAAAAAALU/LfNVJx6oeSg/s1600/IMG_2212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--vTSCvRnrzA/TlhhmcPBhoI/AAAAAAAAALU/LfNVJx6oeSg/s200/IMG_2212.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OtXoe21tx3o/TlhhAzqAqtI/AAAAAAAAAKY/mnfDeOPVBlM/s1600/IMG_2213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OtXoe21tx3o/TlhhAzqAqtI/AAAAAAAAAKY/mnfDeOPVBlM/s200/IMG_2213.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For dinner, we ate Chinesey din din again. My mom felt bad because there was no one inside, so she wanted to go and be a customer. The food wasn't bad.... I think I may of preferred yesterday's Chinesey dindin, but it was still pretty good. Got some soup, mapo tofu, and those.... beef and veggie thing. With rice of course. Talk about no customers, there were a few people that came in and out for take out. Even though there were no customers sitting inside, there were plenty take outs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the hotel, we didn't do much other than dealing with the internet.... my dad even made a complaint but according to the service people, we were the only ones to ever complain about the internet. With nothing to say, my dad hung up. LOL. Main thing is that it works now! 8) so it's all good. allllllllll goood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK. night peoples.&lt;br /&gt;Jacqueline out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-3696978299662136268?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3696978299662136268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-6-hopewell-rocks-st-john-nb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/3696978299662136268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/3696978299662136268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-6-hopewell-rocks-st-john-nb.html' title='Day 6 - Hopewell RockS [St. John, NB]'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T4No-a8XB7o/TlhhEuVH7PI/AAAAAAAAAKc/6Zlk_edT5Go/s72-c/IMG_2091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-1489271372206117998</id><published>2011-08-25T22:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T22:54:12.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5 - Halifax, NS [Dartmouth, NS]</title><content type='html'>Thursday, August 25, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, something extremely frightening happened. You can let your mind go wild, because I won't be telling you. (: But my parents and I woke up at around 4:30 and wasn't able to go back to sleep until around 4:45 because of this incident. So I mean, it's reasonable we slept in until around 7:30, right? ;D Anyway, breakfast in the hotel we stayed at started at 8, so it's all good. The breakfast area was big! It was a lot bigger than the past 2 hotels we stayed at. They provided more food for us too. I'd say that the hotel we stayed at was a good place. (: Too bad the business there isn't so good; or so the manager explains. I think the place is rather nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ROAacuhJrT8/Tlb-cvYo2II/AAAAAAAAAJY/sKhe5V_c9bY/s1600/IMG_1981.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ROAacuhJrT8/Tlb-cvYo2II/AAAAAAAAAJY/sKhe5V_c9bY/s200/IMG_1981.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the ferry.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Anyway, at around 9:30 we setted off towards the Wood Island Ferry Terminal which would take us (and our car) to Nova Scotia! There were a lot of people on the ship, and a lot of vehicles that come in all different sizes, and different places. P: The trip was about 75 minutes, but compared to classes in school, the ferry felt a whole lot shorter. ;A; Some people even brought their dog in the ferry ride. XD I even saw one person bring in their cat too. Pets are adorable. One person's dog was afraid to go down the stairs so the owner picked them up and brought them down. I thought to myself, "what a very nice owner".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sZBfmhyOL0Q/Tlb-gYjZnLI/AAAAAAAAAJc/wteybtjZ7WY/s1600/IMG_1989.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sZBfmhyOL0Q/Tlb-gYjZnLI/AAAAAAAAAJc/wteybtjZ7WY/s200/IMG_1989.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;red road!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;12:49, the ferry arrived at the terminal in Nova Scotia and off we went! Have you ever seen the highway road red? Yeah, it was blushing for me. :) HAHAHA I'm kidding. The stones they used to make the highway was red. I heard they used to do that in Toronto, but not any more. While on the highway, it's like first it's red and then BAM, suddenly there's a line where the red road stops and it's all black, and then BAM, it changes to red again. Sometimes you'd find that the highway on your side is red and on the other side it's black. But then again, Nova Scotia isn't the only place where you see red roads. I think the soil here is also red. I must like red for always talking about red. It's not even that unique anymore since I keep talking about it. heh. You know what colour the soil should be in Ontario? Blue, yes. Blue. That would be cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5gVQ3_38E3o/Tlb-ZIbUEwI/AAAAAAAAAJU/x7Oaigcdarg/s1600/IMG_2086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5gVQ3_38E3o/Tlb-ZIbUEwI/AAAAAAAAAJU/x7Oaigcdarg/s200/IMG_2086.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;hotel room.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c2Te6OKsS0g/Tlb_ela-HrI/AAAAAAAAAKU/yiq2uNHZpho/s1600/IMG_2085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c2Te6OKsS0g/Tlb_ela-HrI/AAAAAAAAAKU/yiq2uNHZpho/s200/IMG_2085.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;hotel&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We headed towards Dartmouth, to Quality Inn. It's so nice in here! They literally supplied you with everything. They give you a TV, microwave, fridge, wifi, and they have those DVD things. How nice. (: We're on the top floor too! ;o even better. XD to some point, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qpzdD6v1X-0/Tlb-kWmCxTI/AAAAAAAAAJg/vLgRhKA_LaA/s1600/IMG_1991.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qpzdD6v1X-0/Tlb-kWmCxTI/AAAAAAAAAJg/vLgRhKA_LaA/s200/IMG_1991.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the bridge to halifax&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q0BC1cP1QAY/Tlb-phzLhZI/AAAAAAAAAJk/JfxaCKOc_OE/s1600/IMG_2000.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q0BC1cP1QAY/Tlb-phzLhZI/AAAAAAAAAJk/JfxaCKOc_OE/s200/IMG_2000.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;... what it says on the sign.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We crossed a bridge from Dartmouth to Halifax. Had to pay $1, to and back. We headed off towards Halifax Citadel. It's really high up. :S I was quite tired by the time I made it to the top. But it's because I'm not so fit. P: heh heh. Yeah! Unfortunately we didn't go inside though. We only put in 40 minutes for parking for the car, and we didn't want to pay to go in anyway. I don't really know what the Halifax Citadel is anyway... I managed to see them switch guards and watch some random hollering back and forth though! Didn't quite catch what they were saying though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WuVEz2l7WWo/Tlb_FaAet0I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/GXzXMNj8OFk/s1600/IMG_2016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WuVEz2l7WWo/Tlb_FaAet0I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/GXzXMNj8OFk/s200/IMG_2016.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;market&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2yUOJCNeDo/Tlb-z-fd8pI/AAAAAAAAAJs/JG8HpVNdYUM/s1600/IMG_2005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2yUOJCNeDo/Tlb-z-fd8pI/AAAAAAAAAJs/JG8HpVNdYUM/s200/IMG_2005.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;gelato (;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2f7aXGc4tS8/Tlb-vl2dk2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sSzVlIo08aU/s1600/IMG_2004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2f7aXGc4tS8/Tlb-vl2dk2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/sSzVlIo08aU/s200/IMG_2004.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Forget the Citadel, my parents came across another farmer's market. &amp;amp;gt;o&amp;amp;lt;" what did we do? Pay for parking and went in of course. But it was pretty much closing time!! So now what? Walked a bit anway, but many stores were closed and empty. OH! I saw some &lt;b&gt;GELATO&lt;/b&gt;. (: -wink wink teenie- looked good. ;o We were getting hungry, and we just so happened to see a fish and chip shop. Heck load of oil. But ate it nonetheless, after absorbing some oil off with a tissue of course. I wouldn't say it's delicious, but it wasn't bad either. It managed to keep my hunger down just a bit. Besides, it wasn't time for dinner at 5 anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eWITKjWjWdw/Tlb-4T7a_uI/AAAAAAAAAJw/PCURDSPRRqo/s1600/IMG_2007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eWITKjWjWdw/Tlb-4T7a_uI/AAAAAAAAAJw/PCURDSPRRqo/s200/IMG_2007.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;some guy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R3k3Tt6UVAQ/Tlb_BH5TjvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/IdMmD61cbeo/s1600/IMG_2009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R3k3Tt6UVAQ/Tlb_BH5TjvI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/IdMmD61cbeo/s200/IMG_2009.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;teh wave.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;To burn off the fat!.... no, I'm kidding. We had another hour left, so we went for a walk on the platforms and pavement along the waterside. There were a lot of private properties that randomly stick out farther towards the water. I also saw this guy. LOL. What guy. A guy pulling some things other people ride in. Yesterday, I saw a&amp;nbsp; horse carriage thing, today I see a guy pulling some cart. I didn't manage to capture it when I saw him again, but he flew up so that the chair rocked to the very back and he was basically in the sky on the bar. Then he came back down. Man, dangerous. I would've been scared if i was riding. I also came across some built wave beside a store... Or information center, whatever that building was. There happened to be someone on it and&amp;nbsp; people waking under it, so I'm like "teh wave gonna nomnom you!" LOL, I was just being a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Egwv46TRpw/Tlb_LjvBfdI/AAAAAAAAAKA/O-sMXZU1mQg/s1600/IMG_2049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Egwv46TRpw/Tlb_LjvBfdI/AAAAAAAAAKA/O-sMXZU1mQg/s200/IMG_2049.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;faint rainbow&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_hP3PMR_Zpw/Tlb_RqPxgwI/AAAAAAAAAKI/YPC0OSc2SMU/s1600/IMG_2071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_hP3PMR_Zpw/Tlb_RqPxgwI/AAAAAAAAAKI/YPC0OSc2SMU/s200/IMG_2071.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;peggy's cove&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;THEN THERE WAS PEGGY'S COVE TO VISIT. My long lost sister. I kid, it's a place where there are loads and loads of rocks and sometimes the waves from the Atlantic Ocean would splash against it. We got there around 7, thinking it was late... but when we left, there were still a lot of people coming. There was also a light house there, called the Peggy Point Lighthouse... or something like that. It's a beautiful place with beautiful scenery. I'm not even joking. WE ALSO HAPPENED TO SEE ANOTHER RAINBOW. Slightly fainter than the first one we saw days ago, but it's still pretty. At the same time, there was also a sunset. Omgsh the sunset was so pretty. Actually, is it even a sunset? LOL I don't really see the sun......... But I think the moon was out. It was all behind the clouds. BUT STILL BEE-YOU-TI-FUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZvAldvhuSI/Tlb_ObpzjRI/AAAAAAAAAKE/BCfR9ZooF-g/s1600/IMG_2058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZvAldvhuSI/Tlb_ObpzjRI/AAAAAAAAAKE/BCfR9ZooF-g/s200/IMG_2058.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;sunset(?)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30, we got back to Halifax for some CHINESEY DINDIN. We ate it like a nom nom nom nom. It was quite tasty. ;o soup, fried rice and Cantonese Chow Mein! 8D The waitress there was really nice too. (: She had gooooood manners. I'd give her tipsy, but I don't make money (yet...) and I wasn't the one paying. P:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbOSoieTKBw/Tlb_V_j9lDI/AAAAAAAAAKM/kg2DAZcED7M/s1600/IMG_2075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbOSoieTKBw/Tlb_V_j9lDI/AAAAAAAAAKM/kg2DAZcED7M/s200/IMG_2075.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;meh soup.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FhbpxzMQddo/Tlb_av_ipBI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZTNJ7FL9Cng/s1600/IMG_2076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FhbpxzMQddo/Tlb_av_ipBI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZTNJ7FL9Cng/s200/IMG_2076.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;meh food.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Anyway, today was a good, busy day. Hope the weather in Ontario is a lot better now!&lt;br /&gt;Kay, it's time to go.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight all!&lt;br /&gt;Jacqueline out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. The license plate... 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Managed to get an extra hour's sleep today. :'D slept in until 7:15~ went down for breakfast as usual. Except... the place was so small! D: There were only 4 chairs against one long table... that was against the wall. The good news is that there were eggs to eat! ;D So I enjoyed y fruit loop cereal that I had for 3 mornings straight again and then ate my scrumptious egg! We also saw this other Chinese family from Ontario! We were like "a Chinese family from Ontario! We should say hi" but of course... LOL we didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gghxxjAnu6o/TlW2O3VXIII/AAAAAAAAAHk/qGbU6xVhJJc/s1600/IMG_1800.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gghxxjAnu6o/TlW2O3VXIII/AAAAAAAAAHk/qGbU6xVhJJc/s200/IMG_1800.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;IT'S FLOATING OKAY?! D8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-97XxFoX3wvo/TlW2NPvlEcI/AAAAAAAAAHg/gGLGGNHrnfE/s1600/IMG_1796.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-97XxFoX3wvo/TlW2NPvlEcI/AAAAAAAAAHg/gGLGGNHrnfE/s200/IMG_1796.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'd say we left our hotel at around 8:15 and started off to PEI, which took about 2 hours to get to. The trip isn't as long compared to when we went to other places, but it was still long! But alas, we saw it! The confederation bridge that takes from from New Brunswick to PEI. (8 It's REALLY long and occasionally you'd see seagulls floating at the side of the bridge. I think they're trying to fly. They look like it, but they also look like they're hardly moving. Just floating and gliging at the side. I thought it was cute though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a picture of the license plates in PEI. They have pictures on them! D8 that's cool. (: but omgsh I saw one from Alberta! Kudos to that person for driving so far! I will show you guys the picture of the license plate tomorrow because it's getting late now. Of course, I'll blur out the letters and numbers. That will take some time too. XD So wait up! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aatVZi9oStw/TlW2X0kmgFI/AAAAAAAAAHw/YYPa1njl0iY/s1600/IMG_1810.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aatVZi9oStw/TlW2X0kmgFI/AAAAAAAAAHw/YYPa1njl0iY/s200/IMG_1810.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QN_EcTHZnfM/TlW2UbSZ_4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/vqiUP2fNuJg/s1600/IMG_1809.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QN_EcTHZnfM/TlW2UbSZ_4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/vqiUP2fNuJg/s200/IMG_1809.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We decided to stop by the gift shops at the front of the confederation bridge at the PEI side.There was an Anne of the Green Gable statue outside with a large stuffed lobster! I named him Larry. (: Larry the Lobster. He's cute. XD his back and the part behind his claws are really red. The original colour he's supposed to be, before the sun took the colour out of him. D: Lol, anyway, we bought a few things. Some things I wonder why my parents bought but doesn't matter. It was pretty cheap anyway. I saw these... shells called the Sand Dollar. The story behind these shells were really interesting, so I bought two. Because I wanted to see how it looked cracked. Apparently they said if you crack it open, there will be 5 replicas of some dove. the funny part while we were in the gift shop was that suddenly there was this sea of Asian people coming in through the back. My parents and I were like "EH?!" and then we figured it was from the tour bus outside. And all they bought were the potato chips. the people are the store had to go and get more boxes of the chips. Some people even took 4 or 5 bags of these... chips. Wonder why they came only for the chips... but because we saw them buy it, we bought it too, wondering why they bought i! ;D And well........ they aren't bad! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RlymEwLmJLE/TlW2a7fjjAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/XMKqbJhthBM/s1600/IMG_1813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RlymEwLmJLE/TlW2a7fjjAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/XMKqbJhthBM/s200/IMG_1813.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-igCi__TKFRo/TlW2ddE0E7I/AAAAAAAAAH4/0twZxsnQthA/s1600/IMG_1814.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-igCi__TKFRo/TlW2ddE0E7I/AAAAAAAAAH4/0twZxsnQthA/s200/IMG_1814.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough time at the gift shops! We had to get going to Charlottetown!! So we left and on the way there, we saw some red things on the road, so my dad was like "Hey! What's what? OH! They're crabs!"&amp;nbsp; then my mom was like "oh my gos they're crabs!" I didn't really see much but it did look a bit like crabs. But my dad started laughing and told my mom he was joking and that they were tree bark.... things. My mom went silent and dad started laughing again. LoL well, it was pretty funny. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vxKOzgKBzqU/TlW2gICpQEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/r8IPnYFIDCY/s1600/IMG_1816.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vxKOzgKBzqU/TlW2gICpQEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/r8IPnYFIDCY/s200/IMG_1816.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My parents saw a sign that would lead you to Victoria on the sea. So they took the time to change directions and straighted to Victoria. When we were able to see the sea, we got out of the car and dear goodness the smell. x.x" It smelled like the sea, which technically was. P: But you could see the soil. t was red as well! To be honest, PEI's soil is all red. So it's not just New Brunswick. They're products and grass and trees seem really healthy too! Hmmmmm. Could it be because of the red soil? ;o maybe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lxe-MKz6LFY/TlW2mBYlfEI/AAAAAAAAAII/omdhxGf1Vm4/s1600/IMG_1828.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lxe-MKz6LFY/TlW2mBYlfEI/AAAAAAAAAII/omdhxGf1Vm4/s200/IMG_1828.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t-JraoXQtuM/TlW2oG290UI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_7P26ry7lUc/s1600/IMG_1830.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t-JraoXQtuM/TlW2oG290UI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_7P26ry7lUc/s200/IMG_1830.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to downtown in Charlottetown. And you can forget the person who came from Alberta. Well, not really.... but I found someone who came from BRITISH COLUMBIA! My goodness. anyway, the traffic light in PEI is so different from Ontario. The red lights are squares, the yellow is a rhombus and the green is just a circle. And it's horizontal too! Now, why don't we have something like that? It's all circles. Che. The bus is cute too! It's not like those city buses... The buses here are pretty much like those trolley cars. ;o I saw a green one too. It was ALL green. Looked like some vegetable. P: Tat's not all, I also saw the horse carriage thing. I know I know, there's a whole bunch of those everywhere too, but whatever! D: the horse was pretty. I wanted to take a picture of the horse. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bJD1oYtPst8/TlW2zRphPwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/IurqZr6yUUc/s1600/IMG_1841.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bJD1oYtPst8/TlW2zRphPwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/IurqZr6yUUc/s200/IMG_1841.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mfn11DUwquM/TlW29LVLRlI/AAAAAAAAAIk/DgpI5cmnf6Y/s1600/IMG_1847.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mfn11DUwquM/TlW29LVLRlI/AAAAAAAAAIk/DgpI5cmnf6Y/s200/IMG_1847.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aTK4KR1LzxI/TlW25Xh-uSI/AAAAAAAAAIg/1n8wP8syGLQ/s1600/IMG_1842.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aTK4KR1LzxI/TlW25Xh-uSI/AAAAAAAAAIg/1n8wP8syGLQ/s200/IMG_1842.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again, the place we parked was really near the city hall and beside it was a fire hall. But the unique part was that they displayed the old fire truck of Charlottetown! And man, it looked good. BD smoking hot red firetruck. Well, no not really smoking hot red but close enough. Wanna know how the garbage looks in PEI? ;o yeah. (: it looks neat. XD as in neat and neat. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZC62ED9dFU/TlW2sj3L6aI/AAAAAAAAAIU/KEZX7-RQCkg/s1600/IMG_1838.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZC62ED9dFU/TlW2sj3L6aI/AAAAAAAAAIU/KEZX7-RQCkg/s200/IMG_1838.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6JIRhOCxxsU/TlW2uJv1UlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/LAM94cF8gHk/s1600/IMG_1839.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6JIRhOCxxsU/TlW2uJv1UlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/LAM94cF8gHk/s200/IMG_1839.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For lunch, we ate hot dog! This isn't really the normal hot dog you'd eat at home or find in Toronto downtown. this was like... some other random type of hot dog. I got the normal bun, but they had those pita ones too. My parents ate those instead. The hot dog was pretty good. It tasted a little sweet, but that's what was hinted in the name of the sausage anyway. But you know what I noticed after walking around downtown? that many people here are quite tall; both genders. Maybe I should come here and get a boyfriend when I'm older. ;D LOL, I'm kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4GsL8XXwX-M/TlW3A4ZLVNI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ksVzSkSSiew/s1600/IMG_1849.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4GsL8XXwX-M/TlW3A4ZLVNI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ksVzSkSSiew/s200/IMG_1849.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And thennnnnnnnnnnn. We visited the local market. Some farmer's market thing. It was pretty small inside, but there was a variety of things inside. They sold food, flowers, accessories, and other things. They coolest thing inside was probably the framed rocks. What's so cool about rocks again? Didn't take a picture but they created a picture using rocks. It was so unique and very inspiring. With rocks, they made bunnies and drew trees around. There was also a family one, small rocks as heads and larger rocks as body. I'm not sure if it's worth it, but they were $90. There was one that was $200 and it was sold when I saw it. I guess in a way it's worth it since it's not something someone comes up with so often. But still. $90? P:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lJpx9695eiE/TlW3DC4dMJI/AAAAAAAAAIs/qk5KVu2kkOY/s1600/IMG_1851.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lJpx9695eiE/TlW3DC4dMJI/AAAAAAAAAIs/qk5KVu2kkOY/s200/IMG_1851.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we went to some........ I actually don't quite know what it is. It's like, another seafood market. There's this mini store, it's more like a fishing boat trip where they take you out for 3 hours to fish and you get to keep all the fish you and them catch. It's a pretty good deal. They usually catch mackerels. But no, we didn't take it. What are we going to do with the fishes? We can't really cook it since we're in a hotel thing. Bring it home? pshhhhhh. It'll go bad by the time we get home. I saw many seagulls lined up though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zM7YudGwWDM/TlW2LP_mrfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/g8owNSp7ctY/s1600/IMG_1960.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zM7YudGwWDM/TlW2LP_mrfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/g8owNSp7ctY/s200/IMG_1960.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;picture of a picture. couldn't get a real one.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;ANYWAY, it was almost 3 and we had to check in at the hotel/resort before 3, otherwise we pay extra fees.... i think. The manager is Korean. ;D oh hohoho. I thought the place is really nice!! Except... the business isn't so good. ): they have an indoor swimming pool and tennis court... they also have a small playground. XD It's HUGE.... from the outside at least. But still, I think there should be more people coming here! I'd say this has been open for some time though, the room looks a bit old... not old as in 'ewwwww' old, but like the antique kind of old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f0FuNKaDZ9M/TlW3HJ7DWoI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k507jPvh6HI/s1600/IMG_1864.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f0FuNKaDZ9M/TlW3HJ7DWoI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k507jPvh6HI/s200/IMG_1864.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xzeh9MaY_hg/TlW3PQVreyI/AAAAAAAAAJA/xX6kvXrZFGc/s1600/IMG_1932.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xzeh9MaY_hg/TlW3PQVreyI/AAAAAAAAAJA/xX6kvXrZFGc/s200/IMG_1932.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iOIkA2_lyQU/TlW3NPmcGKI/AAAAAAAAAI8/QJIGiGcGDV0/s1600/IMG_1877.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iOIkA2_lyQU/TlW3NPmcGKI/AAAAAAAAAI8/QJIGiGcGDV0/s200/IMG_1877.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After checking in, we left the hotel again and headed for the place you HAVE to go to when you come to PEI; Green Gable! When I was younger, I always thought that 'Anne of Green Gable' was like... American or English. Never did I think it was from Canada. XD But yeah, it was a beautiful place. :) It's like.... a dream come true to see the REAL place of Green Gable. I've always loved the cartoon version of Anne of Green Gable you'd find on TV. I actually don't know the real story behind it, but I bought the book from their gift shop so I shall read it and find out! And maybe read the other books..... from the library. They also had the barn and the woods! Ohhhh, the woods. (: It wasn't as creepy looking as it sounds, but LOL, whatever. I find it so hard to imagine that I managed to see the Green Gable. *0* I wonder how she actually looked. P: I meant her face, i know she had red braided hair with a straw hat. But I wonder how tall she was, how her face looked.... It's all too long ago though. But we got lucky. (: before leaving, we were able to take a picture with some random fake Anne of Green Gable. [You can't fool meh! D;] I also managed to get myself 2 mosquito [i think] bites on my head when i went in the trails. ): We bought this.... Raspberry Cordial drink. Anne of Green Gable brand. ;D I'm not sure what's so famous about it though. LOOL, whether they drank it when they were alive or some random other information. Parents didn't enjoy it though, said it tasted like medicine. I thought it was pretty good! Fizzy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W67Uq6EDrP0/TlW3bqOIWII/AAAAAAAAAJQ/SDz1gVUnTc4/s1600/IMG_1953.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gDUoJi7A8cI/TlW3S1FfUuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Mz-mn6F1fIs/s1600/IMG_1935.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gDUoJi7A8cI/TlW3S1FfUuI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Mz-mn6F1fIs/s200/IMG_1935.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W67Uq6EDrP0/TlW3bqOIWII/AAAAAAAAAJQ/SDz1gVUnTc4/s200/IMG_1953.JPG" width="200" /&gt;BUT THE GOOD PART FOR TODAY. Ohhhh, our restaurant lobster dinner at "Fisherman's Wharf Lobster Suppers". It was fresh. Expensive, but definitely fresh. The place was decorations in the place was beautiful too! Like, omgsh. (: lodge-y. The main course; lobster. Better than what we ate last night. By a lot. The person selling the ready cooked lobster said the lobsters were fresh. I don't think they're actually fresh. They had a lot of water in it, and hardly and meat. The lobsters at the restaurant was the real deal! Best restaurant in PEI! I'm exaggerating. But our old neighbour recommended that place since her mom was born in PEI and they'd go back to PEI once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E1fdQj2ULwE/TlW3VnH0ibI/AAAAAAAAAJI/LHxK44mC5Dc/s1600/IMG_1938.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E1fdQj2ULwE/TlW3VnH0ibI/AAAAAAAAAJI/LHxK44mC5Dc/s200/IMG_1938.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the free buffet part. :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-75GA247B6pw/TlW3Y20lUSI/AAAAAAAAAJM/a78WkAPE2mA/s1600/IMG_1943.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-75GA247B6pw/TlW3Y20lUSI/AAAAAAAAAJM/a78WkAPE2mA/s200/IMG_1943.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;lobster's not free. ;A;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, came back to our hotel and took a shower. I think it's the people above us, but JEEZ. D8 they are LOUD. They keep walking around and their walks are heavy. you could hear every step they took and when they stop.&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;Jacqueline out. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-1083735525640790924?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1083735525640790924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-4-charlottetown-pei-mayfield-pei.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/1083735525640790924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/1083735525640790924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-4-charlottetown-pei-mayfield-pei.html' title='Day 4 - Charlottetown, PEI [Mayfield PEI]'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gghxxjAnu6o/TlW2O3VXIII/AAAAAAAAAHk/qGbU6xVhJJc/s72-c/IMG_1800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-5974002610857486357</id><published>2011-08-23T22:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T22:52:20.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 - Shediac, NB [Moncton, NB]</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, August 23, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1568095524"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1568095525"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lSbU6xQgNVY/TlRW8oPIoLI/AAAAAAAAAGc/fcHQR2T572A/s1600/IMG_1692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lSbU6xQgNVY/TlRW8oPIoLI/AAAAAAAAAGc/fcHQR2T572A/s200/IMG_1692.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again, woke up at 6 today. -sigh- but today we signed out of our hotel in Campbellton and drove up to Moncton, where we're staying tonight. One last shot of the bridge from our room in the hotel, because it's that pretty. (: The area we stayed at in Campbellton wasn't much but at least we did have a pretty good time. ;D but BRRR it's definitely colder in the morning. But half the problem was probably because I wore a tank with a sweater over. But it's still cold with the sweater and the sun high up in the sky. Facing the sun only helps warm you up a bit. But yeah, checked out hotel and left at 7:30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-akTpNBI3gYA/TlRW-kt_cKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/HB11tr9AGyc/s1600/IMG_1695.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-akTpNBI3gYA/TlRW-kt_cKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/HB11tr9AGyc/s200/IMG_1695.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took a 4 hour nap. *0* it was good. (: I was going to mention this yesterday but I didn't because I didn't have a picture to explain what I meant. I didn't think that I explained it clearly... and it's still a bit unclear but whatever. But yeah, there's one thing I thought was cool! They're doing a bit of construction on roads so there was pretty much only one lane for cars going both ways to cross. So what they did was at the beginning and the end of the construction, they'd hold a sign with STOP and GO and they'd have a walkie talkie i'm guessing to talk to the other side. So both sides take turn going (the cars) and I'm guessing the construction people on each side tell the other person on the other side how many cars are going through so the other side can cross after the last car on one side.... does that make sense? Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2HCAksZ3IVw/TlRXCgldvWI/AAAAAAAAAGo/SjLwoiTs-M0/s1600/IMG_1708.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2HCAksZ3IVw/TlRXCgldvWI/AAAAAAAAAGo/SjLwoiTs-M0/s200/IMG_1708.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2WpQbOHrxmY/TlRXA2jr4cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ApRtZrPZM64/s1600/IMG_1701.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2WpQbOHrxmY/TlRXA2jr4cI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ApRtZrPZM64/s200/IMG_1701.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After, around 11:30, we turned to Shediac, where they sell good lobsters and it's all about lobsters. LOL. Of course, to get more information we turned into an information center, and in there, there was like... the world's largest lobster! Statue. XD There were also souvenir shops as well. I saw this "magic t-shirt" that's black and white but when exposed to sun light or light(?), the colours come out. Also saw a lot of lobster related souvenirs. Pen with lobster claws that clams when you click something, pen with mini lobsters in the water thing. This cute half cup, more cups, shirts, postcards, and etc. I ALSO SAW THIS DIGUSTINGLY LARGE ISH SPIDER! Yuck. ): aside from the spider, there were also a lot of mosquitoes. D: -cries- But we got our information on where to buy and eat lobsters and also some activies you can do in Shediac that we never did. P:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dr7B1SC5q1w/TlRXHCX7nWI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iQEziqGd7uU/s1600/IMG_1709.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dr7B1SC5q1w/TlRXHCX7nWI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iQEziqGd7uU/s200/IMG_1709.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qMlijVxTsOg/TlRXIysBlyI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xQ6CdPQIEZA/s1600/IMG_1713.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qMlijVxTsOg/TlRXIysBlyI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xQ6CdPQIEZA/s200/IMG_1713.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we went to a place where we paid $2. It had a fish market and these lobster dine-in restaurant things. But I mean... Lobsters taste better when it's dinner. Anyway, we're going to eat lobster dinner when we go to PEI tomorrow. In restaurant at least. My parents bought a ready cooked lobster at the fish market. when they were inside buying, I saw a seagull. The awesome part was that it had a crab in its beak! ;o I was like "OMGA!" I don't think it dropped it... Not even sure if the crab was alive or not. I didn't see it moving. Or maybe it was and I didn't see. Heh. And as we were coming in and going out of the area, I saw a... I think it was a heron. Long straight beak, long neck, long legs... anyway, we left the $2 area at 12:30. (pst, i saw this swing at someone's cottage and there were stuffed bears on it! so cute~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVythfom0yc/TlRXQIYClwI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-iGCQMguFSw/s1600/IMG_1719.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVythfom0yc/TlRXQIYClwI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-iGCQMguFSw/s200/IMG_1719.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V1w6xTd0Ab4/TlRXXCFekCI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HYQPQ1ovqgA/s1600/IMG_1724.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V1w6xTd0Ab4/TlRXXCFekCI/AAAAAAAAAG8/HYQPQ1ovqgA/s200/IMG_1724.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eFYpb9D7n54/TlRXTXauiKI/AAAAAAAAAG4/tGdlh7MOE4c/s1600/IMG_1721.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eFYpb9D7n54/TlRXTXauiKI/AAAAAAAAAG4/tGdlh7MOE4c/s200/IMG_1721.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking around the restaurants on the streets, we picked a Viet-Chinese-Thai-Canadian food buffet called Vinh's Wok Buffet. The food was okayy. There weren't a lot of things you could eat though, it's pretty much the same things over and over again. Everyday. Or so I think it's the same everyday. But whatever, the foods were edible and pretty good either way. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gZXkFW4xQtM/TlRXgIUrNAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Lt1xFX2Q6Rc/s1600/IMG_1731.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gZXkFW4xQtM/TlRXgIUrNAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Lt1xFX2Q6Rc/s200/IMG_1731.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-16lSLka2rvA/TlRXbXnG1SI/AAAAAAAAAHA/KxcImNhgOQ4/s1600/IMG_1729.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-16lSLka2rvA/TlRXbXnG1SI/AAAAAAAAAHA/KxcImNhgOQ4/s200/IMG_1729.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At 1:30, we set off again to where we're staying tonight, Moncton, New Brunswick. Just to check in. I'm hoping the internet here is a lot better than it was at Howard Johnson. I mean it IS Comfort Inn. :/ Comfort Inn is good right? :'D well it seems better since it's cabled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hEK8y72K73o/TlRXmx_KXbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/vIymVaVETrc/s1600/IMG_1733.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hEK8y72K73o/TlRXmx_KXbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/vIymVaVETrc/s200/IMG_1733.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3:45, after checking in the hotel and making reservations for tomorrow night in PEI, we left the hotel and headed over to Magnetic Hill. Apparently it' really famous in Moncton. I heard you drive down the hill to the bottom and when you get to the bottom, you put your car on neutral, relax and you'll slowly go back up. Sounds fun, yes? So we tried it and... well. |: it was fun. XD but it as a bit disappointing to be honest. The setting wasn't very good and it was really short. :/ the person told us the secret to the magnetic hill and I found it... LOOOL I don't even know how I found it. I won't tell the secret because who knows if you guys want to go or not? Or if you want to search it up then go ahead. P: but honestly, it was slightly disappointing. AT LEAST WE GOT TO EAT BEAVER TAIL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mIgUsQHSLwc/TlRXpRnAPwI/AAAAAAAAAHM/da07et2tFJk/s1600/IMG_1735.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mIgUsQHSLwc/TlRXpRnAPwI/AAAAAAAAAHM/da07et2tFJk/s200/IMG_1735.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LETL62hxraU/TlRXsdWzDBI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/TqWiDKEOKec/s1600/IMG_1736.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LETL62hxraU/TlRXsdWzDBI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/TqWiDKEOKec/s200/IMG_1736.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went downtown but I guess there weren't a lot of things, but dad parked and mom and I got out the car to go for a walk. Dad slept in the car, but without knowing, the building beside where we parked was Moncton's City Hall! And from what I&amp;nbsp; hear, from 8-4:30 until Friday, you can sign some condolence thing for Jack Layton there. (: I think my dad said we can sign it tomorrow morning before we go to PEI, but I'm not sure if he's joking or not. Heh. P: to be honest, I think I like Moncton's city hall statue compared to Toronto's. But the City Hall building in Toronto looked better, just saying. @__@; when we drove up to a church, dad got out to take a picture of it. The church was built in 1891, if I remember correctly. There was a homeless man, and he spoke to my dad. But I'm not sure if he was speaking French or English. :/ but my dad was like "ignore him" and I think I heard the an say "sir..." but the main point is that I felt bad. ;A;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3mYaD48ifzE/TlRXyKEkxnI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FacdbF_1HgE/s1600/IMG_1780.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3mYaD48ifzE/TlRXyKEkxnI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FacdbF_1HgE/s200/IMG_1780.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VN-IVSby18Q/TlRXu7tnU1I/AAAAAAAAAHU/lZ7vMI8yXWU/s1600/IMG_1779.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VN-IVSby18Q/TlRXu7tnU1I/AAAAAAAAAHU/lZ7vMI8yXWU/s200/IMG_1779.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did you know the water in New Brunswick is red? Well, not all the water. Pretty much the river water. ;o or wherever the dirt is. Reason being is because the dirt in New Brunswick is red. I actually think it's pretty cool! But I guess it's considered dirt? :/ but it still looks cool! 8D you don't see something like that very often. Then my parents metioned the yellow river in China. Ahehehehehehe. e also happened to see a mall nearby so we went. It was pretty big. ._. and apparently new too. According to my mother. (: but really, lol. After leaving Ontario, it's so rare to see Asian people. I managed to see a few, but REALLY rare to see them. I felt like we were always being looked at as if they've never seen asians. LOOL I'm kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RetpYHs1BhU/TlRW5f3S3lI/AAAAAAAAAGY/B_RjMiIQLoc/s1600/IMG_1786.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RetpYHs1BhU/TlRW5f3S3lI/AAAAAAAAAGY/B_RjMiIQLoc/s200/IMG_1786.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7:30, getting a bit hungry so we went back to our hotel to eat the ready cooked lobsters we bought earlier today! ;D it.... LOL was watery inside. |: but i guess it's still good. LOOKING FORWARD TO TOMORROW'S!!! The lobsters weren't much, so we also ate a salad we bought and cup noodles. Yes. CUP NOODLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;THAT, concludes today.&lt;br /&gt;Jacqueline out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-5974002610857486357?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5974002610857486357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-3-shediac-nb-moncton-nb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5974002610857486357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5974002610857486357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-3-shediac-nb-moncton-nb.html' title='Day 3 - Shediac, NB [Moncton, NB]'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lSbU6xQgNVY/TlRW8oPIoLI/AAAAAAAAAGc/fcHQR2T572A/s72-c/IMG_1692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-6868976274826895978</id><published>2011-08-23T13:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T20:45:47.969-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 - Gaspe, Quebec [Campbellton, NB]</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Monday, August 22, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we woke up at 6 in the morning, which is pretty much 5 in Ontario. According to both my parents, we'll have to wake up that early everyday while we're here. ;A; Anway, ate breakfast in the hotel, cereal... fruit loops. With milk! :'D and also drank apple juice and then I was full. (I don't eat much in the morning).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zQDyTlhH4UU/TlRDTMpUq6I/AAAAAAAAAFc/WrGn9LM7XPI/s1600/IMG_1563.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zQDyTlhH4UU/TlRDTMpUq6I/AAAAAAAAAFc/WrGn9LM7XPI/s200/IMG_1563.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we left as e planned. Where to, you ask? To Gaspe in Quebec! (The e in gaspe is supposed to have an accent going like /) My dad's friend said it was a beautiful place to visit so of course, while we're here, we're taking the chance to go there too. BUT it takes 5 hours to get there from where I forgot to state where we were yesterday--Campbellton. So to not waste time, we left after eating, which was 7. We crossed the bridge again, to Quebec and took a few pictures of the bridge from Quebec's point of view. Well, it looked better in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_zbiKVD_rAg/TlRDVAzZ-6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/WdYVfh8U7gU/s1600/IMG_1564.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_zbiKVD_rAg/TlRDVAzZ-6I/AAAAAAAAAFg/WdYVfh8U7gU/s200/IMG_1564.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ySTWhv_FxWM/TlRDXTPhPYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Y_y9r7eN6so/s1600/IMG_1565.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ySTWhv_FxWM/TlRDXTPhPYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Y_y9r7eN6so/s200/IMG_1565.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We drove to an information center thing but noooooo it was closed&amp;nbsp; because it was only &lt;u&gt;7&lt;/u&gt;. But it doesn't matter. I managed to take a few nice pictures of things that were there. And bsides, we were able to get a map and tour guide book of Gaspesie. Oh, while I was taking a picture of something, I suddenly saw some random black thing run out of the flowers and run back in. I was, sadly, no able to see what it was but I thought it was cute how it ran out, noticed there were people, then ran back in. XD Anyway, while at the information center it started raining, and even though I don't like rain too much, it didn't ruin our mood. We ran back tot he car and began our 5 hour adventure to Gaspe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q8jW018r5t4/TlRDYipPfVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/wbmn1UYDkvs/s1600/IMG_1569.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q8jW018r5t4/TlRDYipPfVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/wbmn1UYDkvs/s200/IMG_1569.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/gfx/images/news/photos/2011/07/25/si-jack-layton-220-cp-01035329.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.cbc.ca/gfx/images/news/photos/2011/07/25/si-jack-layton-220-cp-01035329.jpg" width="158" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Along the way, we were listening to the radio. Many tragic things happened, it has seem, in Canada. So first off, heard Toronto has a tornado and one person died from it? The storm must have been nasty. And then I saw 2 dead deers on the street. I'd show you a picture, but we passed&amp;nbsp; by them both so fast that I wasn't able to get my camera. Then on the radio, I heard there was a plane crash and 15 people died... with 3 survivors. ): I'm actually quite scared of plane rides&amp;nbsp; because of the crashing but. But of course, it's best not to think that. THEN. I heard that Jack Layton died at the age of 61, because he has lost the battle against the cancer he had. ): make that 2 cancers. I looked at the picture of him before and after getting cancer and he looked really sick. It's a sad thing. I liked Jack Layton. Well, it was just the mustache he had but it doesn't matter! Anyway, RIP to the person who died from tornado, the deers, the people in the plane crash, and Jack Layton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z_rv_WEGmeE/TlRDaFglvVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3wdXKcEtwEw/s1600/IMG_1579.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z_rv_WEGmeE/TlRDaFglvVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3wdXKcEtwEw/s200/IMG_1579.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also saw many new beautiful scenery and things while we were listening to french songs. We saw a rock! Okay, it's just a rock, I know that, what's so important about a rock?? The important bit is that it's a rock... with a hole in it! -gasp- There were people beside us and when we helped them take pictures and vice versa, the guy was like "I don't know why everyone goes crazy for the hole! I mean we buy a doughnut, and we pay for the hole!" well, I don't quite remember what he said but something like that. It was funny. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b9rW98wIHsY/TlRDekOHBYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2_--P6LTDmA/s1600/IMG_1606.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b9rW98wIHsY/TlRDekOHBYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2_--P6LTDmA/s200/IMG_1606.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8cs6n31jsO0/TlRDbq1-jtI/AAAAAAAAAFw/W191jiF8wBU/s1600/IMG_1596.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8cs6n31jsO0/TlRDbq1-jtI/AAAAAAAAAFw/W191jiF8wBU/s200/IMG_1596.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And off we were again, listening to songs and twisting and turning left a small area and came across these really pretty(?) rocks that go way up high. And then the mountain on the other side were just as beautiful. Thankfully it wasn't raining so much but the fog/clouds looked really nice! It matched the small area really well. It gave a fresh, mysterious, yet calm feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ee7QISJfJ7o/TlRDgle5OVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/NrIriA5FOuw/s1600/IMG_1617.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ee7QISJfJ7o/TlRDgle5OVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/NrIriA5FOuw/s200/IMG_1617.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Making our way across another bridge, we've reached Gaspe at 11:30 (ontario tie) and boy! It looked really cute from the other side. LOL. Well, it looked better in person. &lt;i&gt;Cameras and pictures don't really capture all the beauty that the human eye can see. &lt;/i&gt;But it's better than nothing. heh, just a side story: (Stopped at Tim Horton's for a washroom break and because dad wanted coffee. The car beside had a girl smoking. She was almost done so whatever. We went in and came out within 5 minutes and the girl was done! ;D But then after getting in the car for a minute, she pulled out another one and started smoking again. |: .....bad....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DPguOJNxCzQ/TlRDizVw0NI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XGgrt88d4ig/s1600/IMG_1622.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DPguOJNxCzQ/TlRDizVw0NI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XGgrt88d4ig/s200/IMG_1622.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Took another half an hour to go to Forillon Park, a national park. We weren't completely there but when I looked out the window it was like... vroom! A vast of trees! All you could see were trees, there was almost no holes in between or anything! Just trees. It was beautiful. :'D We went past the inside of the park to prevent wasting too much time, since we were going the long way round which takes 3 hours to get where we're going from the park, then turn into some mountain path thing. But we were able to see the SAINT LAWRENCE RIVER! It was... indescribably beautiful. It was so blue. It touched the sky! Not only those but it was big! According to the Gaspesie map, you may even be able to see a whale if you wait long enough. But no time to waste. And I know it's all beautiful but I had to keep reminding my parents that New Brunswick is an hour ahead of where we are because they kept stopping and getting off the car to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-auRyEW8u7cs/TlRDmWn6gqI/AAAAAAAAAGE/9UggfxEjfPs/s1600/IMG_1661.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-auRyEW8u7cs/TlRDmWn6gqI/AAAAAAAAAGE/9UggfxEjfPs/s200/IMG_1661.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FH6buaOFTHg/TlRDkiK5dDI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tsXCiKU0xT8/s1600/IMG_1642.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FH6buaOFTHg/TlRDkiK5dDI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tsXCiKU0xT8/s200/IMG_1642.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So it started raining heavily again along the way to Mont-Saint-Pierce, where we were supposed to turn, but my dad got scared it wouldn't meet a certain road so we kept going. I was sleeping through most of the storm but my dad woke me up when he was telling my mother to take pictures of the st. lawrence river. So I woke up and found that the mountains were beautiful too, as did my dad, so we decided to get out the car in the middle of the road. The mountain was beautiful and then suddenly the rain almost stopped and the sun came out. We were still taking pictures and then suddenly there was a rainbow and call us crazy if you want, but it was so beautiful and vivid that we all started screaming. This was when we were almost near Gros-Morne. I'm not sure if it was because of us, the vibration of movement from cars passing by, or the little rain that was still coming down, but the little rocks slid down from the mountain. The sound itself of the rock rolling down made my parents and I freeze and look. I was freak for a second and was about to run to the car until I noticed that it wasn't bit. I just went back to the rainbow. But really, I think it's a moment where we had to thank God for the beautiful rainbow. It felt like a sign... a good sign. :) I know it's a promise from God, but it felt like a sign as well. Funny enough, when we got out the car the rainbow appeared, but when we left, the rainbow started fading away. You ever see those water that comes out from the rocks? They're beautiful too. (: Pure waterrr~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mk3AaegRSws/TlRDp6N7X0I/AAAAAAAAAGI/PqNAXm3Hh_8/s1600/IMG_1663.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mk3AaegRSws/TlRDp6N7X0I/AAAAAAAAAGI/PqNAXm3Hh_8/s200/IMG_1663.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;i&gt;Driving home for Christmasssssssss&lt;/i&gt;- sorry, not really for Christmas... and not really driving home. Just felt like saying that because we were on the road. YEP. 3 Hours, going through trees on the road with many signs of warning telling us to be careful of MOOSES.. mooses? Moose. (: I wanted to see one... sadly I was unable to. But you know, the air was FRESH. And it was a beautiful place. It was worth the drive in my opinion. The small stream beside had mist floating up that made it look even more beautiful. I'm sad to be unable to share these images and beautiful scenery but it's more like something you need to see and experience yourself. SO. Go google it instead. Although it'll be hard to because I don't quite know where we went down. Oh, some.. road... 299.... something like that. LOL. There was also a flood.. ish. LOL it smells like coffee.. XD i'm kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DFRzdv7hB8k/TlRDr2k4QiI/AAAAAAAAAGM/SC2jtC4v6A8/s1600/IMG_1672.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DFRzdv7hB8k/TlRDr2k4QiI/AAAAAAAAAGM/SC2jtC4v6A8/s200/IMG_1672.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT YEP! Wasn't able to eat the chinese buffet thing. ): so last resort??? ;A; McDonald. That's the end of day 2. (:&lt;br /&gt;Jacqueline out. &lt;br /&gt;By the way, the "I see you" thing when coming out the shower:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TaxabSXpbgE/TlRDQZsJv_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/DrB0-X_pD7w/s1600/IMG_1681.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TaxabSXpbgE/TlRDQZsJv_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/DrB0-X_pD7w/s200/IMG_1681.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E-D-C2EHY58/TlRDtrsrpmI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Ip5S9eAzI-E/s1600/IMG_1675.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E-D-C2EHY58/TlRDtrsrpmI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Ip5S9eAzI-E/s200/IMG_1675.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zB2VVp-8s8g/TlRDvHgZRsI/AAAAAAAAAGU/MRB_wdb5G6k/s1600/IMG_1676.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zB2VVp-8s8g/TlRDvHgZRsI/AAAAAAAAAGU/MRB_wdb5G6k/s200/IMG_1676.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry they're a little unclear, but better than nothing right? XD &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-6868976274826895978?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6868976274826895978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-2-gaspe-quebec-campbellton-nb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/6868976274826895978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/6868976274826895978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-2-gaspe-quebec-campbellton-nb.html' title='Day 2 - Gaspe, Quebec [Campbellton, NB]'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zQDyTlhH4UU/TlRDTMpUq6I/AAAAAAAAAFc/WrGn9LM7XPI/s72-c/IMG_1563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-8425335743830197537</id><published>2011-08-21T23:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T23:01:01.482-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 - 13 hours in car [Campbellton]</title><content type='html'>Sunday, August 21, 2011 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3IkbAiosipA/TlHAVLTzgfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nBLOmRiaM0k/s1600/IMG_1546.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3IkbAiosipA/TlHAVLTzgfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nBLOmRiaM0k/s200/IMG_1546.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was... definitely a long ride. Even though we spent most of the day in the car, there's one thing for sure! I've been to 3 different provinces in one day! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Waking up at 5:15 is not fun at all, but if you sleep at 1 ish, it's more or less a nap, rather than a sleep. So I was able to wake up okay. We did last minute packing, put things in the car, grabbed our bags and within an hour we were in the car. Prayer before we left, and then we were pretty much on our way to New Brunswick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving Ontario and going into Quebec gave us a bit of a hard time. Why? Well, it's French everywhere. I know, I've learned a bit but I don't really remember much of what I've learned. I pretty much forgot everything. Embarrassing on my part, but whatever. I WAS A PROUD ENGLISH SPEAKER. :) The sad thing is that the sudden pour of rain followed us almost the whole way. The wheels on the car would occasionally slip a bit and I would be like "whoooaaaaaaaaaa dad." But thankfully the slip weren't so bad and my dad was able to get back on track again.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, the ride there wasn't all that fun, I spent a lot of time on my ds playing a downloaded card game and nintendog... my dog wouldn't even listen to me. - - so i gave up on her. I slept a bit, because well... it's a 13 hour ride, it's hard NOT to sleep. I probably had most fun when I was watching "Baby and Me". IT. was adorable, and Jang Geun Suk was sooo young. I was like ";o" And Moon Mason was adorable. XD ALTHOUGH i'm not so sure if i liked park myeong su's voice for the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tleSQM1PKqo/TlG-8GMMPnI/AAAAAAAAAEg/u4l4AEkutV4/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tleSQM1PKqo/TlG-8GMMPnI/AAAAAAAAAEg/u4l4AEkutV4/s200/DSC_0016.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So yes, anyway. While almost going insane from sitting in a bumpy car ride for too long, my parents and I suddenly see the... ocean.. river... sea... lake... lake? i dont know. LOL oops. But yes, it was beautiful! It was so still and calm... the hill... mountain things made it look even more.... "wow". To put it, it was pretty much breathtaking! It matched the sky colour so nicely too. The houses along the side were very cute as well. (: House or cottage, I'm not so sure... but either way they were cute! Not much different from Ontario's but still. It added nicely to the......... water. LOL. And trees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rwx0jDN9dBg/TlG_JbvXx-I/AAAAAAAAAEk/lQtUAgh7rvo/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rwx0jDN9dBg/TlG_JbvXx-I/AAAAAAAAAEk/lQtUAgh7rvo/s200/DSC_0030.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CD1IUwtkXB8/TlG_X7hgbrI/AAAAAAAAAEo/m6SZ6kkq6sM/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CD1IUwtkXB8/TlG_X7hgbrI/AAAAAAAAAEo/m6SZ6kkq6sM/s200/DSC_0037.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think we also saw a lot of churches. I hear that Quebec is pretty much Catholic or something???? Not sure, but there &lt;b&gt;were&lt;/b&gt; quite a bit of catholic churches. They were all white, white for pure I guess? But nonetheless they were built nicely. Mom said something about the churches in Quebec looking like England's churches. Really? But yeah, we saw a cemetery along the way and it was put together nicely and neatly so I thought, why not? I'll just take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Muru4QQjRM/TlG_i4tK3rI/AAAAAAAAAEs/P6QDc46c84E/s1600/DSC_0040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0Muru4QQjRM/TlG_i4tK3rI/AAAAAAAAAEs/P6QDc46c84E/s200/DSC_0040.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UpyUd5ztCeM/TlHAWs-XGCI/AAAAAAAAAFM/XeQbW0YKWXI/s1600/IMG_1555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UpyUd5ztCeM/TlHAWs-XGCI/AAAAAAAAAFM/XeQbW0YKWXI/s200/IMG_1555.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not so sure if you guys know but I LOVE looking at the sky. Preferably when it's sunny, but I mean cloudy skies are nice too. They're just more.... depressing. But yes, I was looking at the waters again actually and looked up to the sky and saw a flock of... whatever they were flying wherever they were going and thought it might've been a nice picture. They're not like geese, flying in a V but more of a scatter, but hey! Flying together is still fun right? Just like my parents and I going together. (: As long as you're together then everything seems a lot less scarier and less lonely. You can face tough situations you encounter together instead of doing it alone, and there's just a lot of advantages being in a group. I hope the birds get to wherever they're going safely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8J1wd3aW3Yk/TlG_s5XdTeI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Or7WQbNnL_c/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8J1wd3aW3Yk/TlG_s5XdTeI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Or7WQbNnL_c/s200/DSC_0045.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ALAS we're nearing our way to New Brunswick and the earth starts to build it's way up towards the sky. If you understand what I mean of course. I meant that you could suddenly see mountains and like... the area becoming very... rural? :/ LOL there were a lot of cows and horses on the mountains eating their daily food [grass] and minding their own business. My mom said "I wonder if the beef in Quebec taste better... since the cows walk all the way up the hill and down. They get their exercise." LOOL well, I had to laugh at that. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PETuG7485uA/TlHAXi0AsiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aAKG2JcTqUI/s1600/IMG_1558.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PETuG7485uA/TlHAXi0AsiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aAKG2JcTqUI/s200/IMG_1558.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hz6p7uES3LA/TlG_3hosUsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/WnFFYM63VZo/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hz6p7uES3LA/TlG_3hosUsI/AAAAAAAAAE0/WnFFYM63VZo/s200/DSC_0061.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q-EKpmjgAzo/TlHAT0-qzRI/AAAAAAAAAFA/llf-1ezQcQc/s1600/DSC_0075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q-EKpmjgAzo/TlHAT0-qzRI/AAAAAAAAAFA/llf-1ezQcQc/s200/DSC_0075.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JAe08ZhTG00/TlHAJhUK9RI/AAAAAAAAAE8/iHE1i9iniYQ/s1600/DSC_0066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JAe08ZhTG00/TlHAJhUK9RI/AAAAAAAAAE8/iHE1i9iniYQ/s200/DSC_0066.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FINALLY WE CROSS THE BRIDGE FROM QUEBEC TO NEW BRUNSWICK. We didn't go too far in, we literally just stayed by the edge of New Brunswick. From here to Quebec on the bridge is less than 2 minutes. The place looks really down... but it isn't bad. We're staying at a hotel called "Howard Johnson" and you'd be surprised as to how different the appearance on the outside compared to the inside is. I thought this hotel looked like a bar place... in which my father confirmed to me that it was... so I was like "... am i allowed to go in there? D:" but whatever. The outside looks ancient but the inside is BEAUTIFUL. It's so... new. LOL. we even got lucky. ;D Parents booked for a smoking room [no they don't smoke. it was just cheaper. yes, thank you; cheapsies for life! ;D] but omo omo omo! We got here and receptionist tells us that there's no more smoking rooms left so we're left with non smoking rooms, which is even better! Best part is we didn't have to pay any extra fees. (: And the room has no smoke smell. kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JWKP26YQIG4/TlHAYxrm3pI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ZzSR8FLkV3I/s1600/IMG_1559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JWKP26YQIG4/TlHAYxrm3pI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ZzSR8FLkV3I/s200/IMG_1559.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BUT YEAH before bringing all our stuff in we went to eat. Looked around andddd there wasn't much. BUT we found some restaurant thing called Dixie Lee; they sell chicken and seafoods [ish]. Fried. There was KFC but i haven't eaten there in years because of........ stuff. BUT YEAH the food at Dixie Lee is expensive... but oh well, the food wasn't too bad and we're not eating there again anyway. XD It was just a first day dinner kind of thing. (: we go chinese buffet tomorrow! says my mother...&lt;br /&gt;Came home, showered, came out and BAM. The mirror right in front had a drawing [from the steam] of a face and writings saying "I see you!" I literally just stared at it for about a minute before moving on. I thought there was some kind of ghost for a second after seeing it. It startled me but I got a good laugh from it.&lt;br /&gt;and now ... :) time to sleep. I don't like how it's an hour faster than ontario here. :( makes the day seem so much shorter. I'm not even sleepy, but parents slept half an hour ago so i better go too. 12am in NB.&lt;br /&gt;Jacqueline out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-8425335743830197537?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8425335743830197537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-1-13-hours-in-car-campbellton.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8425335743830197537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8425335743830197537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-1-13-hours-in-car-campbellton.html' title='Day 1 - 13 hours in car [Campbellton]'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3IkbAiosipA/TlHAVLTzgfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nBLOmRiaM0k/s72-c/IMG_1546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-2548550830895504980</id><published>2011-08-20T13:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T13:18:13.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BRB; off on an adventure!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow, I set off for my one week trip with my parents to the east of Canada! The sad thing is, we're going by car. So guess what time we have to leave at? 6. AM. Does that mean my life is over? No, not entirely. Not at all... I'll just wake up as a tired, grumpy person until the car sets off. Then I'll be able to sleep again in the car. kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;So where we going to? "East side of Canada" doesn't say much, does it? Well, to be SPECIFIC, we'll be going to New Brunswick. &amp;amp;visiting PEI, Nova Scotia, and Quebec while we're at it! It'll definitely be fun, but of course it'll be tiring and mostly spending our time in the car... which isn't the fun part. The fun part is taking pictures and eating and...shopping(?) ish.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, to prepare for our long over 10 hours ride, i prepared myself a 2 hour Kmovie. kekeke. I also downloaded the last 2 episodes of heartstrings... sad thing is when i tried it on the laptop we're bringing, it doesn't work. so i'll have to fix around that. Good news is that i still have space inside my usb for&amp;nbsp;maybe a few more videos! so i'll see if i can put any more in there. kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;BUT YES. STARTING TOMORROW, AFTER I ARRIVE... hoping there's internet of course, i shall be doing a day-to-day journal on my adventure, posting pictures too, for one week. (:&lt;br /&gt;For now, ta~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-2548550830895504980?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2548550830895504980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/brb-off-on-adventure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/2548550830895504980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/2548550830895504980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/brb-off-on-adventure.html' title='BRB; off on an adventure!'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-5901086775798049141</id><published>2011-08-08T00:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T19:51:18.169-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I decided to make my own. 8)</title><content type='html'>i've been on tumblr long enough. (:&lt;br /&gt;following people who post shinee pictures -cough cough-&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;THERE IS ONE BAD THING ABOUT ME ON TUMBLR WITH LOADS OF FOLLOWS FOR SHINEE STUFF. I start saving a lot and a lot of pictures. and animated ones. png. jpg. gifs. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;so people are like "wow, what do you do with all of the pictures? stare at it?"&lt;br /&gt;well, pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;but i've decided to make my own too! ;o&lt;br /&gt;after days of battling with the theme, i've done it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ishine2u.tumblr.com/"&gt;SHINee Tumblr &lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;-yes, the tumblr is shinee. (; [not really]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-5901086775798049141?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5901086775798049141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-decided-to-make-my-own-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5901086775798049141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5901086775798049141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-decided-to-make-my-own-8.html' title='I decided to make my own. 8)'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-9176530423865367735</id><published>2011-08-04T18:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T22:20:17.567-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Ugly.</title><content type='html'>I think I'm ugly&lt;br /&gt;And nobody wants to love me&lt;br /&gt;Just like her I wanna be pretty&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be pretty&lt;br /&gt;Don't lie to my face cuz I know&lt;br /&gt;I'm ugly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-2NE1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-9176530423865367735?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/9176530423865367735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/ugly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/9176530423865367735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/9176530423865367735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/ugly.html' title='I Am Ugly.'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-5014095924109800226</id><published>2011-07-31T17:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T17:59:43.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Home Theatre</title><content type='html'>Because my mother wanted to watch a movie last night, we did!&lt;br /&gt;With her laptop and a projector. (:&lt;br /&gt;We watched Harry Potter: Prisoner of Azkaban and Goblet of Fire...&lt;br /&gt;from 8 until 1:15am ish. @__@; and dear goodness. (:&lt;br /&gt;it was good.&lt;br /&gt;Watching the 3rd and 4th movie again even though I just watched it with friends a while ago... I finally understand some things I did not understand before.&lt;br /&gt;Then today, after lunch, watched some Chinese, comedy film... called "Lost on Journey". It's pretty good, although... to be honest, I couldn't understand much because they had a China accent and because the speakers that I took from my computer were ~muffy~.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I UNDERSTOOD MOST OF IT....&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. (:&lt;br /&gt;Having your own little mini home theatre... big screen TV thing is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I told my mother you could watch movie online... she was like:&lt;br /&gt;"Sheesh, i wish you told me sooner. We could've watched so many movies by now and not have to buy the movies and stuff."&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-5014095924109800226?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5014095924109800226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/07/mini-home-theatre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5014095924109800226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5014095924109800226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/07/mini-home-theatre.html' title='Mini Home Theatre'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-2718435827765065696</id><published>2011-07-30T00:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T00:46:41.715-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to get used to this.</title><content type='html'>Well, been a while since i was last on, cough cough, but wow. |: boy, have things really changed on blogger. It'll take some time for me to get used to everything. @___@; but i think i like the new layout. o.o has a fresh feeling; makes me feel like visiting more often. XP&lt;br /&gt;Busy Summer? Sure, somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;spent a good amount of time with my friends; spent a good amount of time on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;Parents? They're out and about.&lt;br /&gt;Went to a provincial park today, against my own will... today, was filled with lots of anger and the need to vent.&lt;br /&gt;What better way to vent it all out on your own personal private blog? Hm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: .___. the view rate things freak me out a bit. LOOL, but it's good to see who's seen what and stuff? I guess... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-2718435827765065696?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2718435827765065696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-need-to-get-used-to-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/2718435827765065696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/2718435827765065696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-need-to-get-used-to-this.html' title='I need to get used to this.'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-7106843838120997669</id><published>2011-05-24T21:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T21:32:28.964-04:00</updated><title type='text'>16th here, 3rd year there~</title><content type='html'>SO FIRST OFF.&lt;br /&gt;I finished 21 questions for math and BOY DO I EVER FEEL GIDDY ABOUT IT! 8D&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet 16~~~&lt;br /&gt;happybirthday to my dear dear... |: dear...... granddaughter... who's growing up so fast. ;A;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you spent it wisely with peeps. 8)&lt;br /&gt;YES... (:&lt;br /&gt;I will tell a story of a Girl name IU. not the korean one. ke.&lt;br /&gt;16 years ago. ;D two couples gave birth to a girl name chu.&lt;br /&gt;and 16 years later, her friends are here to wish her a happy birthday. 8)&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;marvelous story, i know♥&lt;br /&gt;BUT YEAH. If you so happen to ever read this, remember to fill your days  with joy and laughter. Peace, happiness..... me.... LOL. me.. ahem.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sweet 16 Chu&amp;lt;3♥♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW..&lt;br /&gt;In Korea.... WE SAY HAPPY 3RD YEARS TO SHINee&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;In a few more hours, it'll be for real here too. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But for now, shine3years! ;D&lt;br /&gt;saranghaeyo syaini! hwaiting! (8&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-7106843838120997669?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7106843838120997669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/05/16th-here-3rd-year-there.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/7106843838120997669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/7106843838120997669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/05/16th-here-3rd-year-there.html' title='16th here, 3rd year there~'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-8926104109894200709</id><published>2011-04-21T21:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T21:22:39.485-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kirby! (8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d63d379d53ebca7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0d63d379d53ebca7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330411745%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D76B23FB37DB615F0581A37F07CF00220F31F3C3A.16E9C59FCA7B51BF61D2D8B46C669BB0288ACD21%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd63d379d53ebca7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8mAXF-Z8KtDaBTMPchXk2V2pvr0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0d63d379d53ebca7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330411745%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D76B23FB37DB615F0581A37F07CF00220F31F3C3A.16E9C59FCA7B51BF61D2D8B46C669BB0288ACD21%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd63d379d53ebca7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8mAXF-Z8KtDaBTMPchXk2V2pvr0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Will be taken off in a few hours?&lt;br /&gt;only here to let some people see. (8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-8926104109894200709?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8926104109894200709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/04/kirby-8.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8926104109894200709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8926104109894200709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/04/kirby-8.html' title='Kirby! (8'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-3050001172468845437</id><published>2011-04-20T00:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T00:33:05.914-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the night yet hate it, hate the morning yet love it.</title><content type='html'>Do I make sense?&lt;br /&gt;I hate the morning because it's too bright and I don't want to get out of bed.  Bu the morning is when yore together with all your friends and family and you get a feeling of being secure. &lt;br /&gt;I love the night because it's so peaceful and quiet. But I hate it too because the night is usually the time I think too much. And the things I usually think about is death. And cancer too. The reason being is because of possibly three things. One; my rib cage. Two; hidden... moles...stuff And three; the hard lump behind my ear. At the moment I'm more worried about the lump because from what I've read... Lumps=cancer. And when you know this, you're never going to feel safe. I don't know how long it's been there. Which is another reason why I hate growing up. The older you get, the more you are aware of the things that aren't right with your body. My rib cage I've not noticed until grade eight or nine and apparently I've had that since I was little. My parents aren't too clear either. So what about my lump? Has it always been there too? Well at the moment it doesn't hurt. I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;I get scared.&lt;br /&gt;);&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-3050001172468845437?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3050001172468845437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-love-night-yet-hate-it-hate-morning.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/3050001172468845437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/3050001172468845437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-love-night-yet-hate-it-hate-morning.html' title='I love the night yet hate it, hate the morning yet love it.'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-5996986138449660591</id><published>2011-04-09T16:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T16:49:40.168-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, My Sweetheart~♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #cccccc; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/dnamYXnoIuY/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dnamYXnoIuY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dnamYXnoIuY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Mann, Love Rainie Yang and Show Luo. (: This video is extra awesome too. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;OST from Hi, My Sweetheart? ;o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Must watch drama. (8 in my opinion anyway. P:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;They're both cool. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="zh-Hant"&gt;楊丞琳♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;羅志祥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;^ o-o whoa, when i went to search up his chinese name i found he is 31 years old... turning 32?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;no worries. (: Still looks young, pft. (: show luo ftw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;ANDDD a yesterday was 종현's birthday!! 생일&amp;nbsp;축하합니다~~ (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Hope you had a gooooood time with the other 샤이니 members and SME (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;take care of your 동생s and your... only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;형! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;종현 화이팅!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;샤이니 대박!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;gogogo! (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="zh-Hant"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/1463253842863277125-5996986138449660591?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5996986138449660591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/04/hi-my-sweetheart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5996986138449660591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5996986138449660591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/04/hi-my-sweetheart.html' title='Hi, My Sweetheart~♥'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-8767520659683914185</id><published>2011-04-05T21:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T21:56:38.541-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Woman.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/iUFPLeepyfY/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iUFPLeepyfY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iUFPLeepyfY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the song I talked about in the previous post. It is truly, a great song with strong lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;For all you males out there who think women are weak or whatever. D8&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, this song is a remix of two other songs:&lt;br /&gt;1. Apologize - One Republic&lt;br /&gt;-at least i think it is... i thought the beginning gave it out... LOOOL.&lt;br /&gt;2. I Am Woman - Helen Reddy&lt;br /&gt;-a song from the 1970s. (: Truthfully, I like this one more, but the other one's not bad.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to hear it: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MGMESM8JKOg"&gt;I Am Woman - Helen Reddy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-8767520659683914185?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8767520659683914185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-am-woman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8767520659683914185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8767520659683914185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-am-woman.html' title='I Am Woman.'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-3562912130468188254</id><published>2011-04-05T02:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T02:15:21.619-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WEEBLY? You're done and over with. (:</title><content type='html'>YES.&lt;br /&gt;My finished product.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, product.&lt;br /&gt;Of my weeeeeeebly assignment for history. (:&lt;br /&gt;Not entirely proud of it, but it's done with the best of my ability.. or however that saying goes.&lt;br /&gt;o-o i missed a few things but meh.&lt;br /&gt;OH RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;I Am Woman, remix done by Klair, it AWESOME. (: I really love that song...&lt;br /&gt;kpop still &amp;gt; , but yes indeed, i'd place that on top 10 of my favourite english songs... if i can find other songs to fill my top 10 with.&lt;br /&gt;keke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jacquelineli.weebly.com/"&gt;My Weebly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-3562912130468188254?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3562912130468188254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/04/weebly-youre-done-and-over-with.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/3562912130468188254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/3562912130468188254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/04/weebly-youre-done-and-over-with.html' title='WEEBLY? You&apos;re done and over with. (:'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-4210205831863725509</id><published>2011-04-03T01:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T01:34:59.321-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To my future GRANDCHILD(ren)</title><content type='html'>Don't hate, but love yourself for who you are born as. There is no other you; even if you have a twin, they are still not you. They are them. Everyone's purpose on Earth is different and if you come to wonder why, you will know in time. It may take years but I promise you, you'll see your reason for being soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;Know that most; if not everyone, will go through what you go through, throwing hateful words are yourself. I know I, myself, have gone through that phase and wish not to go back to a scary world full of hate and fear. So child, please learn to love yourself and don't be afraid to share your thoughts with others. Bottling it up will do no good. I can ensure you that bottling everything up will make matters worst. Far worst than telling others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Grade eight was the time where I was most bottled up with my feelings. I felt so alone that I gradually kept everything to myself, which I still do because I have not learned to open up yet. There were so many times when I kept telling myself that I hate myself and wished I was never born. I remember telling others they wouldve been happier if I weren't here, and that there'd be no difference in their life as I am only one out of a hundred people they know. I used to think the whole world hates me and that I'd be alone forever. I didn't need friends or family. I can manage on my own. I cried one too many times. I felt tired inside. Inside here. -points to heart- &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you're trying to tell others, others are trying to get you to tell them. It all takes time. But child. Know that you won't regret it. It's hard to love ourselves and it take plenty of time to get to know who you are and what you are. Where youre headed in life and who will be with you. So learn to grow strong. At this age, I still must learn too. But I have God with me, and I know he will help. I hope that you will learn to depend on him too when you run into troubles. Even if you decide to go against the religion of your parents or grandparents (me). I encourage you to try it.&lt;br /&gt;With all my love, and I say this because I do love you (even if you may be in the future),&lt;br /&gt;Granny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-4210205831863725509?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4210205831863725509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-my-future-grandchildren.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4210205831863725509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4210205831863725509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-my-future-grandchildren.html' title='To my future GRANDCHILD(ren)'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-3403431037687156331</id><published>2011-04-02T01:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T20:44:59.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fools! was yesterday...</title><content type='html'>So Thursday I died. Not literally but I died. Writing the OSSLT really kills you. Well, no but... You get what I mean. It was so quiet! All you heard were the sounds of flipping pages and pencils writing and the sound of your own breath!!!&lt;br /&gt;But overall it wasn't tooooo bad. I don't think I failed. Well I'm hoping I didn't fail. I know a few people who will literally.. Fail. Or if they're lucky they'll survive. (: second booklet; I left the series of paragraphs last and did the other sections first. When I had half and hour left, I figured I had more than enough time to write out my ideas. Until there was ten minutes left and I only completed 1/3 paragraphs that I needed. Did I make it? Well, yes. It was a tight squeeze though. I basically just rushed right through the last two paragraphs including the conclusion and by he tim I got to th end, my hand was killing me. When I picked up my eraser to erase a mistake, pft! I fel like letting go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after the OSSLT I had a stupid math unit test the next day. =A= I pretty much understood it. Which was good. I didn't understand the whole thinking section of the test. Which was bad. So... Je ne said pas. (:&lt;br /&gt;And my sims game just became more fun and interesting! ;D why? Because this magical person -points to self- created her own sims version of shinee and added them into the game! ;D yayayay! And the best part? They live right across from me! Yayayay! Wait no. That's not th bes part. The best part is I got to hug them because we became friends! Yayayay. Waiit. No. Th best part. Is that I get to pick one as boyfriend and marry them! ZOMGSH NOSEBLEED. LOL. IM JUST KIDDING. Seriously. But no yeah I get to pick one. (:&lt;br /&gt;There were no decent looking -asian- guy. Then again there were none at all. So I decided to create my own hoping things would turn out the way I wanted and what do you know? It works! (:&lt;br /&gt;Keke. So yeah. Wonder who I will pick. :/ tough decision. Nah. Prob go with the one I'm thinking of now. Keke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway!!&lt;br /&gt;Focus on homework tomorrow. (: history weekly and civics ppt. Tch. =3=;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-3403431037687156331?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3403431037687156331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/04/april-fools-was-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/3403431037687156331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/3403431037687156331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/04/april-fools-was-yesterday.html' title='April Fools! was yesterday...'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-4210754814224966566</id><published>2011-03-29T01:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T01:34:54.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THE MOST IMPORTANT REMINDER: SAVE.</title><content type='html'>I don't even know what I am supposed to say right now.&lt;br /&gt;I was playing sims 3 happily from like, 11 until a while ago but just when I wanted to save, what happens? THE STUPID THING CLOSED ON ME. THE STUPID GAME PAUSED ON ME FOR TWO SECONDS AND CLOSED. I AM SO... IN A MIXED OF EMOTIONS: pissed off; depressed.&lt;br /&gt;How lame is that?! TWO HOURS WORTH OF GAME INFORMATION THAT I WENT THROUGH WAS LOST. I NOW KNOW TO ALWAYS SAVE A GAME AFTER SOMETHING GOOD HAPPENS. OR AFTER YOU GET GOOD INFORMATION DOWN FOR HOMEWORK. THIS IS OUTRAGEOUS.&lt;br /&gt;what did I accomplish in the games within those two hours?&lt;br /&gt;Oh nothing much, just:&lt;br /&gt;-getting promoted in job once or twice&lt;br /&gt;-getting a raise&lt;br /&gt;-getting a new stove&lt;br /&gt;-getting a new sink&lt;br /&gt;-learning 2 recipes&lt;br /&gt;-learning a song&lt;br /&gt;-improving in cooking skills&lt;br /&gt;-improving in guitar skills&lt;br /&gt;-played for tips (got about $800)&lt;br /&gt;-met new people/made new friends&lt;br /&gt;-worked out &lt;- this counts okay?&lt;br /&gt;-things I probably can't remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh; not much at all. &lt;br /&gt;NOT. MUCH. AT. ALL.&lt;br /&gt;IM NOT SURE IF IT'S MY COMPUTER OR MY GAME BUT I WILL... &lt;br /&gt;go sulk sadly in a dark corner and never come back out. Mentally. Or was it emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;You get my point. &lt;br /&gt;Ohhh I cry. I CRY!! D8&lt;br /&gt;OSSLT coming Thursday and I'm not even prepared for it. But I really want to get it over with so civics can end faster since I'm seriously failing in that courseband hoping that careers will be better although from the looks of it it's not easy at all but still i think id rather go through career than civics because I don't really care or like politics but I do promise to vote when I reach voting age to put in my thought and opinion but in the mean time I don't really care and I will now go watch some videos on iPod-YouTube and sulk while I'm at it. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-4210754814224966566?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4210754814224966566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/most-important-reminder-save.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4210754814224966566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4210754814224966566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/most-important-reminder-save.html' title='THE MOST IMPORTANT REMINDER: SAVE.'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-4206356511167241524</id><published>2011-03-26T20:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:50:58.048-04:00</updated><title type='text'>earthhour2011</title><content type='html'>Well what can I say?&lt;br /&gt;It's 8:48 and im in the middle of doing earth hour. (:&lt;br /&gt;The lights in my room are off; my computer is off...&lt;br /&gt;i'm just sitting on parents room on their laptop... in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;my cousin, i doubt he really cares.&lt;br /&gt;and my parents need the light for small group.&lt;br /&gt;im in this alone in my house. D:&lt;br /&gt;But ahh well.&lt;br /&gt;At least i'll have a feeling of satisfaction!\kekeke. (:&lt;br /&gt;what are YOU doing?&lt;br /&gt;Are you in this as well? Or do you really not care?&lt;br /&gt;Well I can say one thing:&lt;br /&gt;chocolate&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-4206356511167241524?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4206356511167241524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/earthhour2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4206356511167241524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4206356511167241524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/earthhour2011.html' title='earthhour2011'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-6482858110454908199</id><published>2011-03-24T22:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T22:21:02.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid email account.</title><content type='html'>I have concluded that it isn't my msn that is messed up; it is my email account.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;My other email account (really old one) works fine on msn. =A=;&lt;br /&gt;Soooooo.......&lt;br /&gt;I will be making a new email. (8&lt;br /&gt;But I'm having trouble... ;A; so if anyone has any suggestions then please do tell. T___T;&lt;br /&gt;But when i do make my new one; i will tell everyone for sure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-6482858110454908199?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6482858110454908199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/stupid-email-account.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/6482858110454908199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/6482858110454908199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/stupid-email-account.html' title='Stupid email account.'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-8324471412616916276</id><published>2011-03-18T14:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T14:25:56.798-04:00</updated><title type='text'>G1?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;PASS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-8324471412616916276?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8324471412616916276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/g1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8324471412616916276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8324471412616916276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/g1.html' title='G1?'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-3892226790436303641</id><published>2011-03-17T16:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T16:35:26.077-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DREAM HIGH SEASON 2?</title><content type='html'>I thinks so. (:&lt;br /&gt;More like I know so...&lt;br /&gt;Well, they confirmed there would be a season two. D:&lt;br /&gt;Might come next year though, BUT IT'S OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;It's worth the wait~♥ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;드림하이 화이팅!~♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-3892226790436303641?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3892226790436303641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/dream-high-season-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/3892226790436303641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/3892226790436303641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/dream-high-season-2.html' title='DREAM HIGH SEASON 2?'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-2139310415016360850</id><published>2011-03-16T16:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T16:24:32.324-04:00</updated><title type='text'>STOP WHAT YOU'RE DOING RIGHT NOW and watch this: Heaven's Lunch</title><content type='html'>I'd like to ask you to stop what you're doing: reading, surfing the web, youtubing, dramaing, animeing... homeworking.. etc.&lt;br /&gt;I'd also like to ask you to stop the music on my website to the left.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;---------&lt;br /&gt;There is a deep message to this video.&lt;br /&gt;It's actually a really touching video. So touching that it made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;Please watch it; and find the theme of it.&lt;br /&gt;It's not about cooking.&lt;br /&gt;It's not about buying food...&lt;br /&gt;It's about respect.&lt;br /&gt;Please watch it: &lt;b&gt;Heaven's Lunch&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/jxs3P44yShU/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jxs3P44yShU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jxs3P44yShU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-2139310415016360850?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2139310415016360850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/stop-what-youre-doing-right-now-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/2139310415016360850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/2139310415016360850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/stop-what-youre-doing-right-now-and.html' title='STOP WHAT YOU&apos;RE DOING RIGHT NOW and watch this: Heaven&apos;s Lunch'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-486990009421510485</id><published>2011-03-16T14:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T22:18:19.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's that time of... age?</title><content type='html'>Yes indeed... It's that time of age...&lt;br /&gt;where you turn 16..&lt;br /&gt;and you go get your G1. (:&lt;br /&gt;Studying... not really... at the moment. @___@;&lt;br /&gt;Going for test &lt;strike&gt;tomorrow&lt;/strike&gt;. Friday :S Hope I'll do fine.&lt;br /&gt;AND WHEN I GET MY G1...&lt;br /&gt;KEKEKE.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to sit in my room. |:&lt;br /&gt;like i always do. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-486990009421510485?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/486990009421510485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-that-time-of-age.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/486990009421510485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/486990009421510485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-that-time-of-age.html' title='It&apos;s that time of... age?'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-6499235016742831858</id><published>2011-03-15T00:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T00:28:03.364-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>Never felt so good to be back at home. (:&lt;br /&gt;...ishly.. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-6499235016742831858?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6499235016742831858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/home-sweet-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/6499235016742831858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/6499235016742831858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-4124175671514509607</id><published>2011-03-13T17:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T19:21:53.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When one too many goes down, do we put our guard up?</title><content type='html'>Har, so I'm in America... michigan i think... shopping. (: spent like... 8 hours in the whole outlet stuff? It is &lt;b&gt;filled&lt;/b&gt; with lots of stores! Loads and loads of sales. *0* It's time to bring out our asian-ness and go full out with shopping because really, if you don't buy anything, then there's something wrong with you. I mean like, $90 goes to $9? o.o" and there was one long sleeve that was for like... $0.97... at Old Navy.. Old Navy never gets old&amp;lt;3 But yeah, Like, literally. LOL. If nothing is bought, then you don't know what you're missing out on.D: (lots of sales is what you're missing out on! kekeke.) I'm going to have to donate some old clothes... or perhaps even a lot.. :S but I'm only hoping I have enough time to do my homework. :/ I still have more plans to go through with after I get back. @_@; aiyahhh... History notes, civics parliament assignment and... media arts which I don't really have to do... but yeah. Hope everyone's march break turns out fun though! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyone knows that Japan was recently a victim of an earthquake along with a tsunami.*yikes* Can't get any worse. &amp;gt;o&amp;lt;; especially since it's a 8.9 magnitude too! ZOMAGA! D'8 Although apparently it's the 5th largest. :S Wow. So really, it's a note to all people: Jesus is coming. I should write that in my other blog... yeah i'll do that. My parents said that Japan is being karma-d. Meaning since Japanese were harsh on the Chinese people, killing them and all, then they're being karmacised! zomgshh and something else I will talk about on my other blog, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Japan, hwaiting!! Keep goingggg!! #prayforJapan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-4124175671514509607?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4124175671514509607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-one-too-many-goes-down-do-we-put.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4124175671514509607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4124175671514509607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-one-too-many-goes-down-do-we-put.html' title='When one too many goes down, do we put our guard up?'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-6572427965890901950</id><published>2011-03-06T19:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T20:04:49.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta Dream High and Fly High.</title><content type='html'>OKAY SO... THIS. DRAMA.&lt;br /&gt;Is seriously ONE OF MY FAVS♥&lt;br /&gt;If I ever have time, i'm definitely watching it again! (:&lt;br /&gt;and I REALLY and i mean &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; love this song too.♥ &lt;br /&gt;Milky Couple&amp;lt;3 IU+Wooyoung!&lt;br /&gt;Suzy + Soohyun + Taecyeon + Eunjung.&lt;br /&gt;Ending gives me a feeling of hope and inspiration? keke. (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and forget the other girls, IU is the way to go. BD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8NplzFnGa1Y/TXQn_xxWAyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ITMbq_uDhyI/s1600/IU+tradition.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8NplzFnGa1Y/TXQn_xxWAyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ITMbq_uDhyI/s400/IU+tradition.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-6572427965890901950?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6572427965890901950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/gotta-dream-high-and-fly-high.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/6572427965890901950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/6572427965890901950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/gotta-dream-high-and-fly-high.html' title='Gotta Dream High and Fly High.'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8NplzFnGa1Y/TXQn_xxWAyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ITMbq_uDhyI/s72-c/IU+tradition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-1249893748894792777</id><published>2011-03-05T20:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T17:26:43.464-05:00</updated><title type='text'>nts: To Do List o.o</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Civics:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 2 &amp;lt;--&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Information for Parliament thing... &amp;lt;-- &lt;u&gt;By Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study for &lt;i&gt;CIVICS UNIT TEST&lt;/i&gt;! &amp;lt;--&lt;u&gt; Friday &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Math:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;pg 100 #2, 3, 4(no c), 5ab, 6ab, 7bf, 8, 9(no d), 10-18&lt;/strike&gt; &amp;lt;-- &lt;u&gt;Monday/Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pg 152 #4, 8-11+ pg 154 #5, 8, 9, 12 &amp;lt;-- &lt;u&gt;Monday/Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math Assignment &amp;lt;-- &lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study for &lt;i&gt;MATH UNIT TEST&lt;/i&gt;! &amp;lt;-- &lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;History:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 2 &amp;lt;-- &lt;u&gt;March 21&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study for &lt;i&gt;HISTORY TEST&lt;/i&gt;! &amp;lt;-- &lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;nts: sign out book on Residential Schools from school library.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &amp;lt;-- &lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T___________________________________________T;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-1249893748894792777?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1249893748894792777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/nts-to-do-list-oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/1249893748894792777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/1249893748894792777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/nts-to-do-list-oo.html' title='nts: To Do List o.o'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-5092252243371435599</id><published>2011-03-05T01:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T01:15:28.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's be honest... (:</title><content type='html'>I actually &lt;b&gt;like&lt;/b&gt; the fobby dressing styles? o.o"&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.. LOL, I just do. (:&lt;br /&gt;Not saying I'm a fob or dress "fob-ly".&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm far from that.&lt;br /&gt;Although it wouldn't hurt to wear those stuff in a while, yes? 8D&lt;br /&gt;yes? no? Maybe? Sure? ish? D'8&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;i&gt;little&lt;/i&gt;?? e.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-5092252243371435599?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5092252243371435599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/lets-be-honest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5092252243371435599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5092252243371435599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/lets-be-honest.html' title='Let&apos;s be honest... (:'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-1162360690672523553</id><published>2011-03-02T01:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T01:03:42.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone has a goal</title><content type='html'>my goal this summer:&lt;br /&gt;to learn how to read and write &lt;b&gt;chinese&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;with!!&lt;br /&gt;the help of google translate!&lt;br /&gt;Yes bob indeed. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-1162360690672523553?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1162360690672523553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/everyone-has-goal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/1162360690672523553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/1162360690672523553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/everyone-has-goal.html' title='Everyone has a goal'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-8418554228859479142</id><published>2011-02-23T01:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T01:11:53.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet16 (;</title><content type='html'>16, 16 Everybody everywhere! 16, 16, Carol she is 16 now. (:&lt;br /&gt;^For the .. garbage clean up pick up blah song.. |:&lt;br /&gt;oh so creative~&lt;br /&gt;Love you lots Carol! Happy sweet 16th!!^^~&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-8418554228859479142?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8418554228859479142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/02/sweet16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8418554228859479142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8418554228859479142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/02/sweet16.html' title='Sweet16 (;'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-8142161131855352136</id><published>2011-02-19T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T15:52:18.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kimi Ni Todoke...</title><content type='html'>update faster or I will poke you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-8142161131855352136?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8142161131855352136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/02/kimi-ni-todoke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8142161131855352136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8142161131855352136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/02/kimi-ni-todoke.html' title='Kimi Ni Todoke...'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-5093797049422766713</id><published>2011-02-17T18:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T18:05:21.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Math</title><content type='html'>go die in a ditch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that's what I say to almost every subject. ALMOST every. |:&lt;br /&gt;Or it's just me. T______T; failing math because I fail in math. SIGHH. );&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-5093797049422766713?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5093797049422766713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/02/dear-math.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5093797049422766713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5093797049422766713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/02/dear-math.html' title='Dear Math'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-2137594263409644665</id><published>2011-02-15T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T22:08:39.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sommmmebody gonna get hurt real bad.</title><content type='html'>Can i just slap someone? = =&lt;br /&gt;gone one day for OBA and BAM loads of math homework thrown at you. D:&lt;br /&gt;i JUST finished yesterday's... and now i have to start today's... UGH. - -&lt;br /&gt;*goes sulks in a corner*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-2137594263409644665?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2137594263409644665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/02/sommmmebody-gonna-get-hurt-real-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/2137594263409644665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/2137594263409644665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/02/sommmmebody-gonna-get-hurt-real-bad.html' title='sommmmebody gonna get hurt real bad.'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-4602923951776560632</id><published>2011-02-14T19:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T19:58:07.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AND THE GOLD MEDAL GOES TO....</title><content type='html'>well, many schools, and we were one of them. (:&lt;br /&gt;YES THAT'S RIGHT. BE PROUD OF YOUR SCHOOL BAND!&lt;br /&gt;LOL no im just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;But we did win Gold though. (:&lt;br /&gt;Yerr~&lt;br /&gt;Good job peeps. (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and HAPPY VALENTINES DAY! Full of love for everyone out there&amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and a special happy birthday goes to...&lt;br /&gt;my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Who's.... 9?&lt;br /&gt;2011-2002... yeah, 9, this year. (:&lt;br /&gt;As well as my other friend who's the same age as... well only me for now in my group. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;^T__T;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special day it is today. (:&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the last few hours of love!♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-4602923951776560632?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4602923951776560632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-gold-medal-goes-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4602923951776560632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4602923951776560632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-gold-medal-goes-to.html' title='AND THE GOLD MEDAL GOES TO....'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-5449391998860761387</id><published>2011-02-13T22:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T22:28:17.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>and then there was one.</title><content type='html'>HISTORY killed me... almost.&lt;br /&gt;15 minutes til 10pm and my heart was pumping so fast. Thankfully I made it in time. (: and was able to submit it in before 10pm. I so cool.&lt;br /&gt;Although I handed it in information and pictures and stuff, i'm going to work on the animations. (: It was the information that was more important anyways, no? kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;AND AFTER HANDING THIS STUPID HISTORY PROJECT IN.&lt;br /&gt;I still have to hand in media arts. boohoo. ): My awesome "i" turned out blurry so I had to retake, WITHOUT NATURAL LIGHTING! *dies* but yeah. -sighh- X and I, X and I, or Y.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-5449391998860761387?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5449391998860761387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-then-were-was-one.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5449391998860761387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5449391998860761387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-then-were-was-one.html' title='and then there was one.'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-7485199282466423207</id><published>2011-02-13T01:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T13:16:13.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruce Lee who?</title><content type='html'>Just finished watching a movie about Bruce Lee's martial arts teacher... I actually don't know what kind of self defense Bruce Lee did, since he made up his own? Which might have a name now? But I don't know the history behind the names of these self defense things so I'll just say Bruce Lee's was Wing Tsun... because his teacher was an awesome master at wing tsun.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, this teacher.. I forgot his name, shoot. LOL. Who cares, you people can go google him. mhmm. (: So his teacher was a very calm and relaxed teacher who thought people should respect each other and not resolve things in fit. *insert smiley face here* (well, unless they start attacking? or you could run.. LOL). When he DID fight though, he never truly "hits" the person... well, maybe a bit. But he made sure the opponent was still alive. He would always spare the person's life. *nods* he was a wise teacher. He truly inspires me. When he got into the boxing ring (on television.. but in real life..) I was shivering and shaking because I was scared for him. My dad kept telling me "why are you scared? This movie is about how great he is!" He had a reason. Not to mention, Bruce Lee didn't even appear yet... now that I think of it. LOL anyway. He was fighting an England guy named Twister, who was boxing. So at first it involved a lot of Twister punching the teacher's face all around and then all you see is the teacher's bruised face. Dude, you'd be weird not to feel a thing for the teacher. *shakes head* My mom said that during the first round, the teacher was analyzing Twister's fighting styles and how he was going to defeat him. And he did. He took his own fighting style, plus another master's fighting style + Twister's fighting style and put it all together. Well, that's what I saw. So in the end, who won? Obviously the teacher. Twister was left with one punch to die. Kudos to you teacher. (:&lt;br /&gt;The moral of this movie? My mom said it was not to be prideful. Twister had a lot of pride and having all that pride gets him far, but not far enough to accomplish everything. My thought for the moral was that everyone should respect one another and their style of things and never start a fight. Fighting resolves nothing; like war. OH GOSH HISTORY. But you get me. It's a good movie. (: Don't ask for title, I don't know it.&lt;br /&gt;And now, I shall end this uberly long blog and go sleep. XD&lt;br /&gt;Edit: right, i like the ending when Bruce Lee suddenly appeared at the end as a little kid and asked the teacher to teach him. LOLOL it was adorable! XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Park Jung Min's Not Alone FTW!&lt;br /&gt;psh psh shinee first. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-7485199282466423207?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7485199282466423207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/02/bruce-lee-who.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/7485199282466423207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/7485199282466423207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/02/bruce-lee-who.html' title='Bruce Lee who?'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-8095880352329636070</id><published>2011-01-30T22:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T22:05:53.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>So i just wanted to say,&lt;br /&gt;thank you. (:&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;my day started off bad,&lt;br /&gt;but you guys made my day&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-8095880352329636070?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8095880352329636070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/01/surprise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8095880352329636070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8095880352329636070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/01/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-29779828957951746</id><published>2011-01-28T18:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T18:17:13.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Review Day! *0*</title><content type='html'>I... did pretty good. (:&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;Much better than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;Kekekekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nts: write fanfic! TT TT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-29779828957951746?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/29779828957951746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/01/review-day-0.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/29779828957951746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/29779828957951746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/01/review-day-0.html' title='Review Day! *0*'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-8619657881309520714</id><published>2011-01-26T20:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T20:11:46.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>100th Post!+last exam today?</title><content type='html'>It must be a good day. (:&lt;br /&gt;So to celebrate my 100th post today, i shall sing!&lt;br /&gt;*starts singing off key and out of tune*&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-8619657881309520714?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8619657881309520714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/01/100th-postlast-exam-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8619657881309520714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8619657881309520714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/01/100th-postlast-exam-today.html' title='100th Post!+last exam today?'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-8999150540882257423</id><published>2011-01-23T15:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T15:54:25.657-05:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAMS. They come when they come. T_____T</title><content type='html'>Don't want to study anymore. ); especially science&lt;!--3&lt;/p--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still; trying to study. T________T"&lt;br /&gt;listening to Classical musics are best for studying *thumbs up*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-8999150540882257423?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8999150540882257423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/01/exams-they-come-when-they-come-tt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8999150540882257423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8999150540882257423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/01/exams-they-come-when-they-come-tt.html' title='EXAMS. They come when they come. T_____T'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-4439921601035235674</id><published>2011-01-05T01:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T01:05:55.077-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry.</title><content type='html'>sosososo.&lt;br /&gt;One of the songs for MBLAQ's new album came out, with an MV...&lt;br /&gt;AND OMGSH I LOVE IT. (:&lt;br /&gt;It's like... SO EPIC. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Been listening to it for two days. XD&lt;br /&gt;So full of awesomeness. (:&lt;br /&gt;Apparently they were 5m under freezing water. o.o"&lt;br /&gt;whoa.&lt;br /&gt;icy.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;but knowing the fact that (apparently) the water is freezing cold makes the mv and song cooler. &lt;br /&gt;so the mv's so epic at the part where there's rain. It's just so... cool. (:&lt;br /&gt;and i love their hair in the water. XD flow flow flow~&lt;br /&gt;They look cool. (:&lt;br /&gt;mblaq hwaiting!&lt;br /&gt;Obviously shinee too&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-4439921601035235674?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4439921601035235674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/01/cry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4439921601035235674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4439921601035235674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/01/cry.html' title='Cry.'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-4441839764092527638</id><published>2011-01-02T18:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T18:26:41.144-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years! oops.</title><content type='html'>OOPS.&lt;br /&gt;It was yesterday! But what the heck?&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year. (:&lt;br /&gt;but it'll be the same as any other year. :/&lt;br /&gt;so blehh.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention school starts tomorrow. ):&lt;br /&gt;oh ma ga&lt;br /&gt;^isn't that cute? My version of "oh my gosh"&lt;br /&gt;OH MA GA!&lt;br /&gt;XDD keke&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. School tomorrow. Only part I'm going to enjoy is seeing my school friends again. xD&lt;br /&gt;My dad thought it was Tuesday, because new years was on saturday. o.o"&lt;br /&gt;T__T" i don't want to do the music exam. *cries in corner*&lt;br /&gt;*copies and pastes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="chatmessage-status-confirmed" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;); we have to know how to play ALL the major scales, and up to 4#s and 4bs for minor scales. T.T"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="chatmessage-status-confirmed" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;PLUS arpeggios. and there are different articulations, and then there's rhythm studies, and articulation/dynamic studies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="chatmessage-status-confirmed" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;div class="chatmessage" style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;plus chormatic scales.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="chatmessage-status-confirmed" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;div class="chatmessage" style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;my soul's about to get sucked away&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/1463253842863277125-4441839764092527638?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4441839764092527638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-years-oops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4441839764092527638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4441839764092527638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-years-oops.html' title='New Years! oops.'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-5545318593180438918</id><published>2010-12-30T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T16:46:01.615-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate It.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes... i really do hate life.&lt;br /&gt;There are things I wish I haven't done.&lt;br /&gt;And things I wish I don't do.&lt;br /&gt;And just things in general. &lt;br /&gt;I hate how I learned to play the piano. Even after quitting, my dad still forces me to practice so that the money they put into my piano lessons haven't gone to waste. I hate how I accepted to try and play as an accompanist for my dad's friend for 24hour worship. Because I accepted to try, my dad is always on my tail, asking me to practice those songs each day, asking whether i know how to play them and telling me how i'm not playing fast enough for the songs and how i need to practice them more and how i need to learn the chords and everything. I hate how because I don't practice piano, my parents think I actually don't like music and said they were going to tell my music teacher at school that i don't practice piano. Seriously, piano is not the only instrument that has to do with music. Get it screwed it your head properly.&lt;br /&gt;I hate how even though I've followed my parents around this winter holiday, they're still complaining that I'm always on the computer and how I took their laptop because my computer got messed up.&lt;br /&gt;I hate how my dad tells me I'm the same as "him". I can honestly tell you, just because I'm a BIT like my him, doesn't mean i AM him. Okay? I wash the dishes when you tell me to, I don't argue with you while calling you insulting things, I vacuum the carpet when i'm told, sweep the floor, I even shovel the snow and clean the bathroom (before he took over it) when you tell me to. My life isn't always spent in front of the screen of my computer like him okay? I actually do those. He doesn't. I don't even understand why he gets allowances and i don't. He doesn't do anything at all yet he gets $50 a month? Tch.&lt;br /&gt;I hate being compared to friends or people in general. The End. Oh sure, go compare me with someone else. Oh sure, yell at me when I compare myself with someone else because they're not your "child".&lt;br /&gt;Hate it. Yeah sure, hate's a strong word. Haven't used that word in a while. But you know what... life's messed up enough to use it right now.&lt;br /&gt;Hate how i feel like i don't belong here or anywhere. The love? it comes.. and goes. This lonely world... can't trust anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Hate it... just let me hate it for now... just for now...&lt;br /&gt;i'll go back to how i am later... loving everything again.&lt;br /&gt;but just for now... let me drown... in my misery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-5545318593180438918?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5545318593180438918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/12/hate-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5545318593180438918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5545318593180438918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/12/hate-it.html' title='Hate It.'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-8590194706507197912</id><published>2010-12-28T00:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T00:15:40.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Retreat Day One</title><content type='html'>retreat day one&lt;br /&gt;how is it?&lt;br /&gt;i guess you could say that it's not bad.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, instead of sleeping, the youths are playing cards downstairs. XD&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how long they plan to stay up until&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for wifi.XD&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;hope it's okay and not bad.&lt;br /&gt;why do i bother typing this?&lt;br /&gt;just a reason to go on internet?&lt;br /&gt;pretty sure that's why.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;im out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-8590194706507197912?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8590194706507197912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/12/retreat-day-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8590194706507197912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8590194706507197912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/12/retreat-day-one.html' title='Retreat Day One'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-1721182930094731690</id><published>2010-12-25T02:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T02:47:54.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacamom wishes you all a merry Christmas {On Christmas Day...}</title><content type='html'>Hap... *crosses that out*&lt;br /&gt;i meant MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 25th of DECEMBERRR and YES.&lt;br /&gt;it means it's CHRISTMAS!!! woooooo~~~~&lt;br /&gt;So, when do you guys open your presents anyway? .___.&lt;br /&gt;apparently you're supposed to open them on boxing day... but i always thought you were supposed to open them on Christmas Day... D8&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL. It's the same either way. The only difference is that you can open the presents a day earlier. XD.. i think some people open them on Christmas Eve. o.o"&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;SO.&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas SON,&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas DAUGHTER.&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas, GRAND DAUGHTER,&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas.... ex... son/daughter??&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas... extra people who still need to be given a part in the family (:&lt;br /&gt;and most of all!!&lt;br /&gt;Where's my present from you guys? = = no im kidding. XD&lt;br /&gt;you guys being my friends are enough for me. (:&lt;br /&gt;SO ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way son, yes i know what "add oil" is. XD i'm old, but not that old. I still know what you youngsters say with your slang and stuff. (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Melly Krissy-masu!&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all spend it nicely with your family.. or friends... or your... family of friends.. if you get me... friends that are your family.. you get get me? yeah, i thought so. :)&lt;br /&gt;okkayyy, bye. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-1721182930094731690?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1721182930094731690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/12/jacamom-wishes-you-all-merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/1721182930094731690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/1721182930094731690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/12/jacamom-wishes-you-all-merry-christmas.html' title='Jacamom wishes you all a merry Christmas {On Christmas Day...}'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-8528159878825047830</id><published>2010-12-23T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T21:50:33.658-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Computer. Rant.</title><content type='html'>So my computer died on me. Okay no, I don't mean that it literally died, like. BOOM! power's gone. video card got burned. I meant my internet died on me. Not the connections. NO. = = I said NOT the connections. I meant the whole entire internet.... am i joking? what does it look like to you? no. Anyway, so my internet suddenly disappeared on me, I'm pretty sure internet doesn't just KAPOOF on you. Right? So it must have something to do with my computer. I'm 99.99% sure. What about the 0.01%? Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so NOW. I have to use my mom's laptop. Which isn't a good thing because my parents use my mom's laptop too. pooie. Might have to reboot computer. :r *sigh* again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And have i ever mentioned how much "those two" get on my nerve? Well, they didn't really do anything to me, but I'm still a part of it. They're annoying. The end. No questions asked. Actually, they're not just "annoying", they're like... I don't even know how to describe it, but I just want to slap them sometimes. You know? Slap them twice across the face. I'd scream at them... I really would. But no, that wouldn't be nice. BUT I HAVE THE RIGHT TO. Well no, not really. All I can really say is they're kind of disrespectful. = = " They bring the word "disrespect" to a whole new level! no I'm joking... or maybe i'm not. I'm not too sure if I'm joking or not. All I know is that they're loud and rude. = = They think they can do anything they want? HA. I pity them then. Actually no, i don't even want to pity them. i want nothing to do with them. I say this, but sometimes they're not that bad. Really. it's just those times when they're really loud and the whole darn neighbourhood can hear them. &amp;lt;--example of exaggeration. &lt;br /&gt;What to do, what to do. I'm not the only one who's fed up with them. FAKE MAN. FAKE. THEY'RE FAKE. okay no that's too harsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* eotteoke...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-8528159878825047830?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8528159878825047830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/12/stupid-computer-rant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8528159878825047830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8528159878825047830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/12/stupid-computer-rant.html' title='Stupid Computer. Rant.'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-7331986414466713422</id><published>2010-12-14T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T20:32:53.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY ONEW!!~</title><content type='html'>Haven't posted something in a long time. ahh well.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ONEW! SHINee's Leader. (:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for taking care of your dongsaengs! =D&lt;br /&gt;You're a good hyung. (: continue being a good hyung to them!&lt;br /&gt;kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;And of course,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO MINHO~&lt;br /&gt;Flaming Charisma. (:&lt;br /&gt;Saranghaeyo! SHINee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-7331986414466713422?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7331986414466713422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday-onew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/7331986414466713422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/7331986414466713422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday-onew.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY ONEW!!~'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-3543074260923045911</id><published>2010-11-16T17:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:02:54.678-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAY!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Mom. (:&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-3543074260923045911?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3543074260923045911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/11/birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/3543074260923045911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/3543074260923045911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/11/birthday.html' title='BIRTHDAY!'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-8301442951102785356</id><published>2010-11-14T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T21:20:40.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I give up?</title><content type='html'>On life.&lt;br /&gt;No im kiddingg.&lt;br /&gt;on Science, Bio. D:&lt;br /&gt;which is basically about life...&lt;br /&gt;which makes me go back to "on life" (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-8301442951102785356?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8301442951102785356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/11/can-i-give-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8301442951102785356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8301442951102785356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/11/can-i-give-up.html' title='Can I give up?'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-60746588318688058</id><published>2010-10-31T18:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T18:10:42.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid</title><content type='html'>And I thought essays are stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Concept maps are just as stupid as essays. = =&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-60746588318688058?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/60746588318688058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/10/stupid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/60746588318688058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/60746588318688058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/10/stupid.html' title='Stupid'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-781920793975897461</id><published>2010-10-16T21:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T21:11:55.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unforgettable Memories</title><content type='html'>Last year was full of memories;&lt;br /&gt;making new friends and trying new things we've never tried before.&lt;br /&gt;Exploring our first year.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess the memory i miss most is the band that we all once were.&lt;br /&gt;Many did not take band this year, which is kind of saddening to the heart.&lt;br /&gt;Listening to a band piece we played {Creed-William Himes} brought back all the memories i've had while playing in the band. All the performances the band did together, the practices, sectionals, and rehearsal just suddenly came flying into my head.&lt;br /&gt;And honestly, i really do miss all those.&lt;br /&gt;I can close my eyes and imagine us playing together.&lt;br /&gt;I especially miss one of my clarinet buddy who i always help and rant with.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly she didn't take music again. ): but she did say she kind of missed it! ;3&lt;br /&gt;She was like.. my awesome music-clarinet buddy. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Memories are the past, but they're a good part of the past. (:&lt;br /&gt;I shall write my memories on stones so that they can not be erased ever~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-781920793975897461?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/781920793975897461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/10/unforgettable-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/781920793975897461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/781920793975897461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/10/unforgettable-memories.html' title='Unforgettable Memories'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-5630104163249066656</id><published>2010-09-02T23:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T23:41:59.941-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Crumbling Heart; it shatters to pieces. Dear Friends...</title><content type='html'>So my internet monthly usage was basically used up almost right to the end, but we were trying to use less of it.&lt;br /&gt;Man, the most i've ever been on these past few days have been i think less than 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;The internet i mean. I try not to go on too much and i past time by reading... (ishly) or playing solitaire... or spider solitaire. &lt;br /&gt;I am THAT bored. T__T;&lt;br /&gt;But it seems that whenever that happens, I get closer to my cousin... in a way.&lt;br /&gt;We talk a lot more, since he doesn't have internet and doesn't have to talk to his friends from where he's from all the time.&lt;br /&gt;^they don't even sleep. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;Once school starts, things will change, I know it will. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT ANYWAY, my dad and I have been arguing a lot more recently. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;;; I don't know why but our father-daughter relationship has been crumbling a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's really good and all, and it just seems that when things go TOO well, it starts crumbling again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, a few days ago on registration day, I was at a friend's house and i hadn't called him.&lt;br /&gt;He got really pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;And when I got home, or on the way home rather, he starting giving me this lecture going on saying how I should think of others and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;That after work he's REALLY tired and that I should've called around 5:30 to confirm the time to pick me up from my friend's house.&lt;br /&gt;(Even my mom said that I was selfish and no one liked me. Perhaps that's one reason why I started thinking everyone hates me...)&lt;br /&gt;It's not as convenient for me to go to my friend's house since I'm one of the people in our group that lives the farthest and has a parent that complains and rants too much about it.&lt;br /&gt;So Charlene, sorry. I probably can't go to your house as much anymore now. My dad told me:&lt;br /&gt;"Don't ever go to her house anymore!" in an angry tone.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure he doesn't actually mean it, but it IS kind of inconvenient for me. I can't walk home, it'll take at least 30 minutes, and it's not safe at night.&lt;br /&gt;My dad complains how he has to drive me and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to bother the others by asking them for rides home too much either. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;mianhe. &lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;it's all my fault. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for ruining the fun at your house at the very end. Everything was going well until he called and I start yelling a bit.&lt;br /&gt;-bows ten million times-&lt;br /&gt;it somehow always turns out that i yell through the phone when i'm at your house.&lt;br /&gt;it must be bothersome for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, everything's fine.&lt;br /&gt;just live life normally the way you guys do everyday.&lt;br /&gt;pretend nothing happened. :D&lt;br /&gt;okay? okay. ^^&lt;br /&gt;See you when school starts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-5630104163249066656?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5630104163249066656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-crumbling-heart-it-shatters-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5630104163249066656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5630104163249066656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-crumbling-heart-it-shatters-to.html' title='My Crumbling Heart; it shatters to pieces. Dear Friends...'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-489507343786498617</id><published>2010-08-25T21:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T21:08:18.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it was short, but it was worth it</title><content type='html'>So last week on Saturday, i had my last piano exam.&lt;br /&gt;And the day before that, my last piano lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Learning piano for almost 6 years and it had finally come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;Though I have not reached the end to the world of piano lessons, it was time for me to stop.&lt;br /&gt;That is how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Many events happen to fall on the date of my piano classes, I didn't want to owe too many classes. I could always switch the lessons for my classes, but then again, I hardly ever practice. I wouldn't want to waste my parents' money. It was my parents who wanted me to stop first, and now when I want to stop, they're telling me to continue because &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; would be a waste to suddenly stop when I haven't completed all the levels. They tell me "it's like dropping out of high school when you're only in grade 10".&lt;br /&gt;Still.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go through another piano exam, the stress is too much for me. This summer I went over my limit with practicing piano to the point that I cried.&amp;lt;-- and my dad yelled at me for crying. &amp;gt;-&amp;gt;;; No more of that, please.&lt;br /&gt;i'll practice piano once in a while, yiruma songs, you know?&lt;br /&gt;i still like music, a lot. I just feel that I need to take a little break now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, school starts in 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;br /&gt;G.&lt;br /&gt;sh... (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-489507343786498617?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/489507343786498617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/08/it-was-short-but-it-was-worth-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/489507343786498617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/489507343786498617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/08/it-was-short-but-it-was-worth-it.html' title='it was short, but it was worth it'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-6916980819229635948</id><published>2010-08-11T17:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T17:22:31.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fangirl! &gt;:O</title><content type='html'>I went to eat sushi yesterday at a place really close to my house..&lt;br /&gt;AND I SAW THIS CUTE GUY THAT WAS WORKING THERE AN---&lt;br /&gt;no im joking. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I HEARD "I'm a Loner" BY CNBLUE AND WAS LIKE: ZOMGSHHHHHH!!!!!! -shocku face- "NO WAIIIIIZZZZZ!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm listening to CNBlue because i want to. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then yesterday... I was just fangirling. XD&lt;br /&gt;I was fangirling so much i started sweating... :|&lt;br /&gt;^^'&lt;br /&gt;i am weird... aren't i? :|&lt;br /&gt;MANGA TIMEE~~&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-6916980819229635948?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6916980819229635948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/08/fangirl-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/6916980819229635948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/6916980819229635948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/08/fangirl-o.html' title='fangirl! &gt;:O'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-4677018110973057737</id><published>2010-08-07T00:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:49:54.578-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Longggg Days</title><content type='html'>HM HM HM HM HM. I forgot what I did on Wednesday, but I'm sure it was pretty important. I remember that I went to Niagara Falls yesterday on Thursday... Now what did I do on Wednesday... What did I do... oh em gee I can't remember!!! D8 I'm turning oldddd~~~ noooooooo. *shrieks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOTTO MATTE! I went to the shrine cirus last Saturday, on July 31. :) IT WAS AWESOME. The people are soooo talented. I may put up a few pictures of it later on~~ so come see please! =D If I don't, then oh well...&lt;br /&gt;And then this Monday we celebrated my dad and my cousin's birthday. Happy Belated Birthday to them. :) My cousin's birthday comes the day after my dad's~ keke.&lt;br /&gt;Niagara with friends was pretty fun too. :) But MAN was it ever so hot. D; I felt like i was MELTING and turning into a puddle of me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I STILL CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT I DID ON WEDNESDAYYYYY. DX so sad. T.T&lt;br /&gt;I shall get back to you later. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for today... :) It was truly an amazing day... at night at least... :P I shall explain why... tomorrow... on my other blog. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-4677018110973057737?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4677018110973057737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/08/longggg-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4677018110973057737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4677018110973057737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/08/longggg-days.html' title='Longggg Days'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-7516486389786886643</id><published>2010-07-21T00:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T00:11:11.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>two words...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm. Pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Perhaps I've always been pathetic and no one's ever told me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Perhaps I've always been someone no one likes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Perhaps my life is a lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Perhaps I deserve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Perhaps I should hang my head in shame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Perhaps I ought to be alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Perhaps I shouldn't bother other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Perhaps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Perhaps....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;perhaps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-7516486389786886643?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7516486389786886643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/07/two-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/7516486389786886643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/7516486389786886643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/07/two-words.html' title='two words...'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-9040162278384054736</id><published>2010-07-15T23:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T23:25:33.909-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing's are fun if you go with the right people~</title><content type='html'>Sosososososo,&lt;br /&gt;dear groupie members♥&lt;br /&gt;which would be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LLWong, Akeru, Mitsi, and Techno&lt;/b&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;Today was a blast, had a lot of fun with you guys~~&lt;br /&gt;LOL, my first time eating dinner with a group of friends + cousin together...&lt;br /&gt;At least i think it was, although i feel like there WAS another time...&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i'll just count this as my first time! keke~&lt;br /&gt;SOSOSO yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;My friend had fun too. (:&lt;br /&gt;She said all of you were nice. Thank you for being nice. ^^&lt;br /&gt;man, i feel like i have the most awesome-est friends ever~&lt;br /&gt;you guys are cool. BD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, thank you LL&lt;b&gt;LL&lt;/b&gt;LLLLLLLLWOWO&lt;b&gt;WO&lt;/b&gt;WOWOWONG&lt;b&gt;NG&lt;/b&gt;NGNGNG... yeah it doesn't work so well with your name.. &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;;; thank you for not using God's name in vain. ^^ I laughed. :P but I don't really think writing it like that is using his name in vain though. :P but i'm not sure. -shrugs- thanks for keeping it in mind though. :3&lt;br /&gt;TINAAAA.... no i think you forgot. XD Nick sent it to me 2 months ago. :P AND I MISS YOU TOO!!!!~~&amp;lt;3 D:&lt;br /&gt;L;&amp;nbsp; D: you didn't say you love me. -is sad- LOL im joking. Yes yes, I shall say hi to my cousin for you. =D AND yeahh, i can play wedding dress...slightly... but of course it's not the best playing ever... cough.. LOL. By the way, i still remember i need to keep a heads up for any productive things for us to do together next year&amp;lt;33 i WILL find something that will allow you to come. D8 i WILL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-9040162278384054736?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/9040162278384054736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/07/outings-are-fun-if-you-go-with-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/9040162278384054736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/9040162278384054736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/07/outings-are-fun-if-you-go-with-right.html' title='Outing&apos;s are fun if you go with the right people~'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-6090297499555887881</id><published>2010-07-09T18:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T18:50:09.661-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom will take Over.</title><content type='html'>SSSSSSIIIIIIIGGGGGHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;Summer's started! YERRR&amp;lt;333~~~&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's been waiting for summer. (: I remember everyone's like "I can't wait for summer to come!!!"&lt;br /&gt;and now summer's here... and personally i find it boring... Summer gets more boring each year. =_____=;; But what can we do? Find something to pass the time with; sure~&lt;br /&gt;So yeah; I can finally now talk to my cousin without hesitation and D: he CAN be annoying. LOL i figured that Akeru's probably the only one in the group that hasn't met him yet(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have you people been doing so far? (: I've been watching WGM&amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;Yonghwa&amp;amp;Seohyun&amp;lt;333333&lt;br /&gt;JoKwon&amp;amp;GaIn&amp;lt;33333333333&amp;lt;---funny couple man.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;JO KWON'S AWESOME. ;o He's so pro.. at like.... things..... LOL. He's also very funny. (: I love it when he talks so fast and when he starts singing and... kekeke~&lt;br /&gt;I had to put Romantic Princess at a stop to watch these WGM shows. :P&lt;br /&gt;I've also been listening to "Baby Step" by Varsity. IT'S SO GOOD♥&lt;br /&gt;Yar, my friend sent me the youtube link to it a few days ago; but i had another friend who sent it to me like... 2 months ago; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been listening to "A Whole New World"... you know; aladdin? Disney? Yeahhhh. I don't know, listening to that makes me want to watch the old Disney movies again. ): Disney has turned into something more violent today&lt;br /&gt;I was watching television and then i see a commercial... trailer... thing for a movie by disney... and golly... violent much...&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HAPPENED TO THE CUTE, GENTLE, AWESOME-SONGs, DISNEY?! D:&lt;br /&gt;see, the world today is becoming cruel... well, not cruel.. but i don't like it. ): &amp;lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-6090297499555887881?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6090297499555887881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/07/boredom-will-take-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/6090297499555887881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/6090297499555887881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/07/boredom-will-take-over.html' title='Boredom will take Over.'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-43955334250890017</id><published>2010-06-28T18:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T18:19:58.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>new template``</title><content type='html'>I figured it was time for a new template. ^^&lt;br /&gt;SO YEAH. My cousin's been with me for about 4 days already.&lt;br /&gt;It's been going nicely. (: He's so cool&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;He's met most of my friends I believe.&lt;br /&gt;He's a shy boy, but he's still cool♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-43955334250890017?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/43955334250890017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-template.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/43955334250890017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/43955334250890017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-template.html' title='new template``'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-4546304366271195002</id><published>2010-06-24T19:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T19:48:14.518-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams are done and summer's just begun.</title><content type='html'>With grade nine as part of our past now, we're taking big steps towards THE SUMMERRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;And then Grade 10, but who cares at this point? (:&lt;br /&gt;Exams are over! (at least for me). Very happy about that indeed.&lt;br /&gt;I think I pretty much failed geography... math should've done a lot better on. oh me oh my. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, the grade eights graduated today&amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;Congratz to you my grade eight minions and other crew. (:&lt;br /&gt;A big leap from grade 8 to grade 9, from elementary school to high school!&lt;br /&gt;You people are going to LOVE grade 9 *coughcough could be arguable coughcough* (:&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see you all next year, we're going to have a blast together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today is also the day.&lt;br /&gt;The day i have been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;The day that was supposed to come last year but didn't.&lt;br /&gt;The day I have been counting down for a month already.&lt;br /&gt;The day my cousin, aunt, and uncle comes! woooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;8:55pm plane arrives I think it was. D= So late man&lt;!--3 but it's worth it. (: I think.&lt;/p--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to see them after like.. 5-7 years. Man it's been long. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, have you all heard about the earthquake that was rated at a magnitude of 5? ;o Went all around from Ontario to even Montreal. Aiyahhhh!!! The world's ending! ZOMGSH.&lt;br /&gt;No im joking. It's not ending yet. (: Otherwise we'd be dead right now.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, i was humming to a yiruma song&amp;lt;3 and my table started shaking. I looked at my table and thought it was ME. So I moved back to find it was still shaking... So I'm like: O_____O;; OMGSH THAT BETTER NOT BE AN EARTHQUAKE&lt;!--3&lt;/p--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i waited for a second and it wouldn't stop, but it finally did. :P I was ready to run out my door. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that concludes the blog for today. :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-4546304366271195002?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4546304366271195002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/06/exams-are-done-and-summers-just-begun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4546304366271195002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4546304366271195002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/06/exams-are-done-and-summers-just-begun.html' title='Exams are done and summer&apos;s just begun.'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-2799660357954289118</id><published>2010-06-15T19:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T21:45:45.718-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit over a week. =)</title><content type='html'>Sometimes my DAD can REALLY piss me off.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, can't all parents just annoy their child(ren)?&lt;br /&gt;So around 6:30 my mom calls and tells me that my dad and i are eating pizza tonight. I said okay and that i'll start preheating and stuff at 6:45. So i went down at 6:45 and preheated and stuff, but i had some difficulties... .__.; i don't use the oven much.. i don't cook. (:&lt;br /&gt;it was around 7 when it was done so i put the pizzas in and my dad comes home right after i started baking them and he's like "let's eat! I bought stuff home! =D "&lt;br /&gt;I tell him that I already started making pizza and he starts spazzing at how I should've called HIM to tell him we were eating pizza. OKAY first of all, i NEVER call my dad to tell him we're eating ANYTHING so why should he expect me to call TODAY? =_=&lt;br /&gt;SECOND OF ALL. HE should call me to tell me. He starts calling me stupid and everything and GOSH how i REALLY REALLY dislike HIM RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;=_= so now he's eating dinner without me and i have to go to piano class in 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Parents are so.. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT BUT BUT oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;EQAO started today. (:&lt;br /&gt;didn't finish 2 multiple choice questions. T____T and i'm even more screwed tomorrow since it will be on optimization and measurements and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, next monday i have a music exam. I dropped 2%. :( I ish so sad now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, dad's telling me to eat now... pizza. -sigh- whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: OH YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;i also have two exams next Thursday, it's also the grade 8 graduation. =) I'M DEFINITELY GOING. ^^ Yay~&lt;br /&gt;And then finally, the thing that might make me really happy; my cousin, uncle and aunt are coming! ^^ uncle to visit, aunt probably staying, cousin staying for sure... and attending school here next year. (:&lt;br /&gt;please treat him nicely and welcome him. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-2799660357954289118?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2799660357954289118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/06/bit-over-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/2799660357954289118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/2799660357954289118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/06/bit-over-week.html' title='A bit over a week. =)'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-4743101887754463274</id><published>2010-05-31T23:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T23:43:03.579-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Suyi♥</title><content type='html'>SO DEAR SUYI.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;-Jacqueline.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Is what a SHORT happy birthday wish would be.&lt;br /&gt;BUT WITH ME.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be LOOOONNGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;SO ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;again, i only have about 30 minutes, but technically after reading your post, apparently i have 15 minutes until your real birthday. (: and official age of 15... but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;DEAR SUYI.&lt;br /&gt;Why you so cool man?&lt;br /&gt;haha, sorry. but yes indeed you're very cool. (:&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOU'RE FINALLY 15!!! well, soon to be.&lt;br /&gt;Man, oldie..&lt;br /&gt;and NO. ): &amp;lt; i'm NOT older. hmph. =D&lt;br /&gt;my birthday's tomorrow. BWAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;no im joking. ):&lt;br /&gt;BUT ANYWAY, i hope you HAD an awesome birthday.&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed our little singing during gym and math. ;)&lt;br /&gt;you know you loved those two moments the MOST out of the whole day and REMEMBER. If you get us back; expect something coming right back at chu. ^w^&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Love you suyi&amp;lt;33 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A HAIRCUT! 8D&lt;br /&gt;so short... i look like a boy.&lt;br /&gt;D: people laughed at it..&lt;br /&gt;so mean.. QQ &lt;!--3&lt;/p--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL GUESS WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;YOUR HAIR'S BAD TOO! ): &amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;no i'm joking&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;i don't care if they laugh or think i'm a boy. (:&lt;br /&gt;they're just jealous i have a better haircut then them. ;)&lt;br /&gt;no need to be jealouss~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-4743101887754463274?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4743101887754463274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-birthday-suyi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4743101887754463274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4743101887754463274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-birthday-suyi.html' title='Happy Birthday Suyi♥'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-1528440603199462364</id><published>2010-05-25T23:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T23:42:06.844-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Niagara Falls Trip--BUSTED. no im kidding.</title><content type='html'>SO.&lt;br /&gt;Today's field trip to NIAGARA FALLS was&lt;br /&gt;awesome.&lt;br /&gt;extraordinary.&lt;br /&gt;fun.&lt;br /&gt;tiring.&lt;br /&gt;long.&lt;br /&gt;omgshiwannagohome.&lt;br /&gt;AND those are some parts that describe the feelings i had and what i thought of the trip. (:&lt;br /&gt;So first off, left the school around 8:15am. We were originally supposed to leave at &lt;b&gt;eight&lt;/b&gt; but some people arrived late, so we delayed our take off. &amp;lt;--hahaha airport. XD&lt;br /&gt;So we arrived at our first destination: The Devil's Punch Bowl. You know, for a name that epic, the place isn't exactly epic. I imagined something.. purple? Yeah.. ._.; it was a field with a rock shaped like a bowl? &amp;lt;-- i guess that's where the name comes from? BUT NONETHELESS, the place was pretty cool. (:&amp;nbsp; The rocks look really cool too, and really high. @_@&lt;br /&gt;NEXT DESTINATION~~ i forgot where.&lt;br /&gt;I think it was the white water walk. I don't even know if that's the name. BUT whatever. Elevator going downnn~~~ (FACT: it was made in 1932.) (ANOTHER FACT: they advertise magnetic moose in the elevator?) so after going down the elevator, we walked along this creepy path that lead to a beautiful water rush thingy ma bobber. Man, the rapids were FAST. But the waves looked really cool. I tried taking a picture of the epic waves, i think it turned out pretty cool. At the very end, man, rocks full of lots of COLOURFUL.... gum. Yeah, it was pretty at least? But a bit.. disgusting? BUT IT WAS STILL PRETTY AT LEAST!!!&lt;br /&gt;So our next stop was... oh shoot i forgot wait. LOLOLOL. I think after the devil's punch bowl was the Queen's Height Park or something something. We ate lunch. That's it. (:&lt;br /&gt;SO NEXT AFTER THE WATER WALK&lt;br /&gt;was the Maid of the Mist.WOOOO~~&lt;br /&gt;it was fun. Lots of fun. Actually, around that time i think i was going high because of the heat. LOL, weird, i know. As we got on the boat, i was jumping up and down because i was excited. We wore rain coats since we were going near the falls, the mist felt nice. (: My raincoat hood was down, i didn't think i'd need it. Not to mention it was hot in there. ): So my head got all wet. :P but at least it was fun. XD i liked it a lot there. (:&lt;br /&gt;And then we were ON OUR WAY HOMEEE after going around niagara.&lt;br /&gt;BUT it took us FOUR FLIPPING HOURS to get home. :( Apparently the third bus crashed into a car with a pregnant lady, but it seems that all is well. (: Everyone's safe, that's the good part. But we had to stay in one spot and wait for an hour and we weren't even allowed to go outside. -_- suffocating us. We left niagara at 4:15, and we arrived back at school around 8:30pm. -sigh- i couldn't go to piano class. :( and i have a recital in two weeks that i'm not 100% sure i'm going to... BUT STILL.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, overall, it was a fun day, except for the ending. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-1528440603199462364?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1528440603199462364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/05/niagara-falls-trip-busted-no-im-kidding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/1528440603199462364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/1528440603199462364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/05/niagara-falls-trip-busted-no-im-kidding.html' title='Niagara Falls Trip--BUSTED. no im kidding.'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-7338804749648119961</id><published>2010-05-24T23:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T23:35:57.582-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST 30 minutes to say Haps Burday.</title><content type='html'>SOSOSOSOSSOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;I HAVEN'T BLOGGED IN A WHILE.&lt;br /&gt;that's probably why i forgot to type a happy birthday thingy majiggy to you Charlene&lt;br /&gt;BUT I STILL LOVE YOUUUUUUU&lt;br /&gt;and i think i'm typing this at a time i might go high...&lt;br /&gt;BUT HEHEHEHEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHARLENE!!!&lt;br /&gt;bububuuuu&amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for the trip tomorrow right charlene? ;)&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to like... give you birthday pokes. (:&lt;br /&gt;just to express my friendship and love. *huge grin*&lt;br /&gt;wakakakakaka. (:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being such an awesome friend and granddaughter.. -cough-&lt;br /&gt;I hope you &lt;b&gt;had&lt;/b&gt; an awesome birthday.&lt;br /&gt;pity we didn't get together. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so lazy today.&lt;br /&gt;not to mention it was such a hot day. DX&lt;br /&gt;but i hope your wishes came trueee&amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;also, your birthday is a good day to thank your parents for bringing you into the world. (:&lt;br /&gt;^HAHAHAHA harvest moon birthday card saying. XD&lt;br /&gt;ALSO happy victoria day eh? (:&lt;br /&gt;hope you saw lots and lots of fireworks coming at your direction!&lt;br /&gt;pewpewpew.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;i'm being so random right now. -sigh-&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL SEE YOU TOMORROW!!&lt;br /&gt;lots of love on your birthday {and yes, it's still your birthday!! DX }&lt;br /&gt;chuchu&amp;lt;3~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-7338804749648119961?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7338804749648119961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/05/last-30-minutes-to-say-haps-burday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/7338804749648119961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/7338804749648119961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/05/last-30-minutes-to-say-haps-burday.html' title='LAST 30 minutes to say Haps Burday.'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-1991569924751342684</id><published>2010-05-19T00:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T00:25:52.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>RANDOM TIME~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;bububuuu♥~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;BUBUBUUU♥~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;bububuuu♥~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;BUbuBUUU♥~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;BUBUBUUU♥~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't know. I've been saying that a lot. P:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My friend thinks there's a special meaning; but i have no idea what it means....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;soooo... what can it mean???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;it can be a sound effect...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;orrrr &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"I LOVE YOUUU♥~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;or.... just a disappointing sound effect. no it can't be that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;WELL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;whatever it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;BUBUBUU TO YOU ALL&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;^NO. it's not something bad. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-1991569924751342684?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1991569924751342684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/1991569924751342684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/1991569924751342684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-time.html' title='RANDOM TIME~~~'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-3188480266385985926</id><published>2010-05-11T21:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T21:55:13.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'>aheart2worship</title><content type='html'>---&amp;gt;please check my spiritual blog&amp;lt;---&lt;br /&gt;i would appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aheart2worship.blogspot.com/"&gt;aheart2worship&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-3188480266385985926?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3188480266385985926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/05/aheart2worship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/3188480266385985926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/3188480266385985926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/05/aheart2worship.html' title='aheart2worship'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-1216371945957521161</id><published>2010-05-09T01:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T01:46:43.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!</title><content type='html'>Happy Mother's Day everyone!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i'm up at this time because i was finishing things up for my mom.&lt;br /&gt;I made her an origami rose and a toilet paper (&amp;gt;-&amp;gt;;; cheapo) flower. They're both a fail, but it'll do. AND THE SAD THING IS THAT MY MOM SAW THEM AND WAS LIKE "ohh those are pretty flowers" I didn't hide them fast enough. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;;; at least she never saw the card. that's good... right?&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, pictures pictures pictures to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YAJGGNQ3PZU/S-ZLScpBu2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/XeK5xnumv6Y/s1600/mother%27s+day+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YAJGGNQ3PZU/S-ZLScpBu2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/XeK5xnumv6Y/s320/mother%27s+day+003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeahhh, it doesn't look BAD but i guess it was more of a rushed thing.&lt;br /&gt;The presents aren't good but.. it's the thought that counts! D:&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, i know this is like... a week or two ago, but my math line assignment: :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YAJGGNQ3PZU/S-ZLmanbscI/AAAAAAAAAC4/TH12Xgk2ETQ/s1600/mother%27s+day+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YAJGGNQ3PZU/S-ZLmanbscI/AAAAAAAAAC4/TH12Xgk2ETQ/s200/mother%27s+day+001.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drawn out version&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YAJGGNQ3PZU/S-ZLnz3HfVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/uFwpFtGu2mU/s1600/mother%27s+day+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YAJGGNQ3PZU/S-ZLnz3HfVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/uFwpFtGu2mU/s200/mother%27s+day+002.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;line assignment part.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad right? (: I'm hoping i didn't make any mistakes. =|&lt;br /&gt;otherwise i'd scream. -___-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-1216371945957521161?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1216371945957521161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/1216371945957521161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/1216371945957521161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='HAPPY MOTHER&apos;S DAY!'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YAJGGNQ3PZU/S-ZLScpBu2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/XeK5xnumv6Y/s72-c/mother%27s+day+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-7882367749148909382</id><published>2010-05-07T21:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T21:57:53.702-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's... not you, it's me... seriously</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;GUESS WHAT?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;;o what?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I GOT A NEW CLARINET MOUTHPIECE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;YAYYYY!!!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;But it broke again. -_____- the day after i got it. Because it fell on the floor. Pooie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shock-u! D: I stared at it for like.... a minute after it broke (and the bell already rang for the end of music class). -sigh- And now, my teacher told me to get a YAMAHA mouthpiece. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;;; cosmo's music? ):&lt;br /&gt;WHY must the clarinet cost so much? D8 if it's not the mouthpiece then it's the reeds. GOSH. But it's okay. (: the clarinet is still awesome because it's just awesome. XD&lt;br /&gt;Had a playing test today. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;;; hope i did well. I'm not even sure how i played it. I only remember that i was shaking really badly after... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days, i've been really really tired. And sleepy. Whenever I get the chance to, i'd lay down on my bed and close my eyes for a few minutes and then slowly drift away. Ughhh, i wonder why. Maybe my parents are right, i've been sleeping wayyyy too late. ): Gotta force myself to sleep early... that's not a bad idea. No, that's definitely the BEST idea. My accountability partner and i set a time for ourselves on when we have to sleep. By at LEAST 12:30... and if we can accomplish that, we try sleeping at 12. To be honest? It's not working. At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, geography project is REALLY confusing me.&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to call my partner todayyy, but something made me not call.... (other than the fact i don't like talking on the phone?)&amp;nbsp; i don't know. i think we're pretty screwed for this project. I'm getting really confused with all the researching about the resources and stuff behind a product we use everyday. My partner and i chose a digital camera, and yes. technology is very hard. -___- remind me not to pick technology again. it kills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-7882367749148909382?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7882367749148909382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-not-you-its-me-seriously.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/7882367749148909382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/7882367749148909382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-not-you-its-me-seriously.html' title='it&apos;s... not you, it&apos;s me... seriously'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-1553004873214863905</id><published>2010-05-02T22:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T22:02:51.092-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cry myself a river to drown in</title><content type='html'>DDDDDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;it's done.&lt;br /&gt;correction: it's ALMOST done.&lt;br /&gt;it fails.&lt;br /&gt;correction: it EPICALLY fails.&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;my music assignment. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YAJGGNQ3PZU/S94uNcEMb4I/AAAAAAAAACw/nQN0u6HvGsE/s1600/music+assignment4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YAJGGNQ3PZU/S94uNcEMb4I/AAAAAAAAACw/nQN0u6HvGsE/s400/music+assignment4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^see that? D:&lt;br /&gt;my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;What a total fail isn't it? ):&lt;br /&gt;dad said it's too congested.&lt;br /&gt;friend said it was "pretty good".&lt;br /&gt;and for your information; pretty good =/= good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-1553004873214863905?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1553004873214863905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/05/cry-myself-river-to-drown-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/1553004873214863905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/1553004873214863905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/05/cry-myself-river-to-drown-in.html' title='cry myself a river to drown in'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YAJGGNQ3PZU/S94uNcEMb4I/AAAAAAAAACw/nQN0u6HvGsE/s72-c/music+assignment4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-4901844378869183480</id><published>2010-04-30T22:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T22:59:40.721-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To die or not to Die? That is the question.</title><content type='html'>D:&lt;br /&gt;assignments are &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt;, i repeat, &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;One class the teacher gives you an assignment; sure that's fine. it's just ONE assignment.&lt;br /&gt;But you go into other classes and oh em geeeee you get a pile of more assignments to do.&lt;br /&gt;I have an assignment for EACH subject. -heart breaks-&lt;br /&gt;One for Gym, one for Geography, one for Music, one for Math.&lt;br /&gt;=_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gym&lt;/b&gt;---&amp;gt;this one should be easy though. It's just recording and reflecting on our physical activities (which... i don't do much)&amp;nbsp; {due: May 13}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Geography&lt;/b&gt;---&amp;gt;are you kidding me? D: after one project, 2 weeks later you get another it. it just never stops. Partners? Psh. my partner a&lt;br /&gt;nd i aren't even close... i have a feeling there are going to be problems between us. {due: May 13}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Music&lt;/b&gt;---&amp;gt;how often do you get music assignments? Not often at all; but for the history time period? sure. This one shouldn't be THAT hard.... right? ): {due: Monday}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Math&lt;/b&gt;---&amp;gt;okay, so... 2 weeks to work on it. (?) Started yesterday... heh. line assignment. :( taking forever to do the equations. I have 150 lines, and i'm only done 34 within the past few hours. D; but it's alright. Thank goodness the teacher gave us a one day extension, but even so, i'd like to finish it by Sunday. {due: Tuesday}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^So yeah. I hope i can start on my other assignments early and not procrastinate on them like i do with almost every assignment. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;;; not very wise to procrastinate in high school ehh? &amp;lt;-so canadian. XD&lt;br /&gt;sorry. ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-4901844378869183480?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4901844378869183480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-die-or-not-to-die-that-is-question.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4901844378869183480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4901844378869183480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-die-or-not-to-die-that-is-question.html' title='To die or not to Die? That is the question.'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-8651642015724703462</id><published>2010-04-28T18:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T18:47:13.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty Seven Years</title><content type='html'>I was walking around in my house, well... going back to my room after I finished talking on the phone, and then i came by this poem like thing. I found it really sweet. (:&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where it came from; and i'm positive it's not from my parents to the other, but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fifty Seven Years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;All in a row&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fifty Seven Years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We flew over the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And danced among the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We even danced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;On Jupiter and Mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And now, my darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We sit this one out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And hold hands and dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;That's what love is about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fifty Seven Years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;All in a row&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fifty Seven Years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;you know.&lt;/span&gt;&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/1463253842863277125-8651642015724703462?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8651642015724703462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/04/fifty-seven-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8651642015724703462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8651642015724703462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/04/fifty-seven-years.html' title='Fifty Seven Years'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-4595659360543729058</id><published>2010-04-28T00:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T00:12:07.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday LY~♥</title><content type='html'>So yeah. Even though i'm late in posting it here.&lt;br /&gt;I've posted it on facebook, msn, and hotmail. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy Birthday my awesome Lucy Yu~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Best friends til the end. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-4595659360543729058?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4595659360543729058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-ly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4595659360543729058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4595659360543729058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-ly.html' title='Happy Birthday LY~♥'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-6906863602988013716</id><published>2010-04-25T23:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T23:06:28.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>and the crowd goes wild!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;MIDTERM.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's that?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, just your term 1 report card.&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;YES. Midterms were given on &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Friday, April 23, 2010&lt;/span&gt; {&amp;lt;--i don't know. i like stating dates for some reason}&lt;br /&gt;And I actually did quite well on my report. :D&lt;br /&gt;Although. D: my mark is bound to go &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt; this term... i &lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;asian failed&lt;/span&gt; my last geo unit test. ): Like... it was &lt;b&gt;SO&lt;/b&gt; horrible my parents and i could've gotten a &lt;i style="color: #e06666;"&gt;heartattack&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, for now, my grades are still in good shape... i think. BUT&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;): &amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad's not satisfied with it &lt;b style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;at all&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;DUDE. I'd like to try and &lt;b style="color: #741b47;"&gt;KEEP&lt;/b&gt; my average if that's even possible. It's almost &lt;b style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;IMPOSSIBLE&lt;/b&gt; for me to get a &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;98%&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; average, kay?!&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to see YOU get a &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;98%&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; average on &lt;b style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;YOUR&lt;/b&gt; report! OH! Pity, you don't go to school anymore and what's that? you didn't get 98?&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; I THOUGHT SO.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was unlikely for me to have gotten my average and you expect MORE from me? Some father you are. =_=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-6906863602988013716?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6906863602988013716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-crowd-goes-wild.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/6906863602988013716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/6906863602988013716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-crowd-goes-wild.html' title='and the crowd goes wild!'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-2445117952683526716</id><published>2010-04-22T18:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T18:33:19.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday CM♥</title><content type='html'>my love for changing blog templates. (:&lt;br /&gt;i get to learn new things every time i change it since they're all different and unique in their own special ways. :D&lt;br /&gt;this one's a little difficult but that's alright. it's better for your brain right? keep it active. XDD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i wanted to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;HAPPY EARTH DAY!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;And Happy Birthday to my dear friend Cindyyyy♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Special girl. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Birthday on the same day as earth day. haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-2445117952683526716?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2445117952683526716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-cm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/2445117952683526716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/2445117952683526716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-cm.html' title='Happy Birthday CM♥'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-5189577883659232063</id><published>2010-04-18T21:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T21:20:50.075-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i think my head cracked.... just a little bit.</title><content type='html'>SO. What do I mean by "i think my head cracked"?&lt;br /&gt;Well... .___.;; -points to previous post- i was going crazy there... uhmm... slept at 4 on thursday because of stupid geography project, did a good 75 min workout in the fitness room for gym first thing in the morning on friday, after school practices clarinet and after that, walked with friend. I'm crazy here because... i didn't feel one bit tired {until the end}...&lt;br /&gt;saturday... i forgot what i did then so i'm crazy for that.&lt;br /&gt;sunday... after church at home after eating dinner i started spinning my head around and around and singing Amazing Grace over and over again. But just a small part of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;amazing grace, how sweet thy sound.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;would save a wrench like me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i once was lost but now im found&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;was blind and now i see&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that part. I don't even think i sang it correctly..&lt;br /&gt;then i went around going "go go go fishy fly fly fly, fly fly fly fishy go go go, go go go fishy fly fly fly, fly fly fly fishy go, go, go. (: (: (: (:" {i think i should buy another fish...}&lt;br /&gt;^yep, i've definitely been hit in the head too hard. and then some yucky substance started filling in my head... and DUN DUN DUNNNN. &amp;lt;-read post before this.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, a new member to my family.&lt;br /&gt;my 8th child.&lt;br /&gt;and no. i've not been busy. =___=;;&lt;br /&gt;they're all adopted. muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;oh... one godchild too.&lt;br /&gt;and because my newborn son is a big fan of her, i shall say it too.&lt;br /&gt;just for the heck of it.&lt;br /&gt;also because this mother has gone crazy.&lt;br /&gt;and it bored.&lt;br /&gt;so happy birthday to his dear jessica jung.&lt;br /&gt;lower cased.&lt;br /&gt;because she doesn't deserved to be capitalized.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;no im joking.&lt;br /&gt;*Jessica Jung.&lt;br /&gt;there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-5189577883659232063?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5189577883659232063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-think-my-head-cracked-just-little-bit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5189577883659232063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5189577883659232063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-think-my-head-cracked-just-little-bit.html' title='i think my head cracked.... just a little bit.'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-7953933851750669708</id><published>2010-04-14T20:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T21:02:13.132-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BrAiN eXpLoSiOn?!</title><content type='html'>I'm talking to a friend who said they swallowed gum and it seems to be stuck in the throat. (:&lt;br /&gt;^by the way, I hope you're okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. (: She said it was sticky...&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN I SAID...&lt;br /&gt;THAT MY BRAIN IS STICKY BECAUSE IT EXPLODED AND ALL THESE STICKY SUBSTANCES CAME FLYING OUT OF MY BRAIN. And now when I shake my head I can hear these liquid-y sticky-ish substances swishing around in my head and clogging everything up and stopping my brain from working. OH NOES. My marks be flying down from the CNTOWER to the ground soon!&lt;br /&gt;FWOOSH FWOOSH!&lt;br /&gt;FLAP FLAP&lt;br /&gt;GLUG GLUG GLUG GLUG.&lt;br /&gt;SWISH SWISH.&lt;br /&gt;^ the sound of my brain full of the substance.&lt;br /&gt;UNKNOWN SUBSTANCE FOUND. WEEOOOWEEOOOWEEEOOOOOOOO!!!!!! EMERGENCY! CALL THE AMBULANCE! A WEIRD UNKNOWN SUBSTANCE HAS BEEN FOUND AND IS NEEDED TO BE EXAMINED AND OBSERVED!&lt;br /&gt;QUICK DOCTORS! BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE AND KOKORO DIES WITH BLOOD COMING OUT OF HER MOUTH AND AND AND OH MY GOSH IT'S TOO LATE ALREADY!!! BLOOD'S SQUIRTING EVERYWHERE!&lt;br /&gt;MAYDAY MAYDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The rest of the blog is rated 18+ due to the amount of gore all over the place. (: Viewer discretion is advised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;DUN DUN DUNNN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-starts poking you to death- BWAHAHAHAHAHA. No i'm not high. (:&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU&amp;lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i'm not high.&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU LOVE ME?!?!?! :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;no no, like.. seriously. i'm fine. not high at all.&lt;br /&gt;I SEE A PLANE! OR NO, IS THAT A PLANE? IS THAT A BIRD? IS THAT SUPER---- oh it's a bird.&lt;br /&gt;WALA WALA WALA WALA.&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;TEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;PPPPHHHHOOONNNEEE&lt;br /&gt;HHHOOOMMMEEE.&lt;br /&gt;Or does he say go home? NO. I'M SURE IT'S PHONE HOME. DONT RUIN MY MOOD!!! D; YOU HORRIBLE PERSON!&lt;br /&gt;Okay i'm done.&lt;br /&gt;ONE MORE THING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAIIIII WINCENT! (: {vinnie the wooh} claimage! &amp;lt;--&lt;/b&gt;new word. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;wanna leave a message? ;D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-7953933851750669708?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7953933851750669708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/04/brain-explosion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/7953933851750669708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/7953933851750669708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/04/brain-explosion.html' title='BrAiN eXpLoSiOn?!'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-899617113409433555</id><published>2010-04-07T23:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T23:30:42.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>not myself </title><content type='html'>Okay, I know that I said we should think about our parents feelings but sometimes they go beyond the boundaries. =_____=;; OKAY dad, i GET it. I DIDN'T wash the dishes and you're TIRED and mom's going to be back in TEN MINUTES. I'm SORRY i didn't wash the dishes today. I wasn't FEELING like myself {upset?} and my head was HURTING because of math. {while other times i get lazy}&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder when you're doing a daily thing {washing dishes for examples}, why your parents &lt;b&gt;accuse&lt;/b&gt; you or something for not washing the dishes yet never &lt;b&gt;praise&lt;/b&gt; you when you do? I'd like to know that too. And if your parents &lt;b&gt;DO&lt;/b&gt; praise you, you got lucky. =_= *stares at you* I asked my dad that once and he told me it was because he wanted to remind me. OKAY. SO LET'S SEE. Out of &lt;b&gt;a week&lt;/b&gt;, I washed the dishes for &lt;b&gt;six days&lt;/b&gt; and suddenly I forget to wash it for &lt;b&gt;one day&lt;/b&gt; and you're spazzing at me for not washing it this ONCE? OH. I see how the minds of parents work now. &lt;i&gt;THIS&lt;/i&gt; must be done everyday otherwise you get a good spazz from us. A play to say?&lt;br /&gt;parent: why didn't you wash the dishes?!&lt;br /&gt;kid: i'm sorry! i was too busy with homework and forgot!&lt;br /&gt;parent: how can you forget to wash the dishes?&lt;br /&gt;kid: I wash them everyday! why do you have to scream at me when i don't for once?&lt;br /&gt;parent: BECAUSE SOMETHING IS BUSTED IN THAT LITTLE BRAIN OF YOURS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay no i was exaggerating near the end because i like exaggerations... sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah apparently, according to Tinaa, i haven't been myself lately. Well... I guess I don't feel like myself lately. Or maybe perhaps this is only at home. At school I feel normal and everything. I'm not sure. &amp;gt;____&amp;lt;;; sleeping late because i can't sleep and because of homework and math is just confusing me so badly right now. And I especially dislike plotting graphs and drawing them. What a waste of time. =____=;; -burns you up-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done. oh yeah, in case you guys haven't read or noticed or whatever or blah. I made a new blog. It's for spiritual use only. and nooo not to connect with the spirits that have no where to go, but more like for God. You can find more information ---&amp;gt; &lt;a href="http://aheart2worship.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-899617113409433555?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/899617113409433555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/899617113409433555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/899617113409433555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-myself.html' title='not myself &lt;x&gt;'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-4725968484756282334</id><published>2010-04-05T22:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T00:22:03.075-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;listening to:&lt;/span&gt; prettyboy - M2M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;Activity:&lt;/span&gt; working on health brochure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc33;"&gt;Currently: &lt;/span&gt;{procrastinating}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever those times when you get up from sitting or laying down for too long and when you get up and stretch, your eyes go all blurry? Well, i get that a lot. My parents said that it's because I don't exercise much and all I do is sit in front of the computer {true by the way... ishly} and my blood doesn't circulate properly or something. It happened today, but usually i close my eyes and just stand there. Today my eyes were kept open and I actually fell to the ground. {something like fainting but not really}. I don't know. I really need to get out more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, beautiful weather we had for the past few days. ♥ But don't let the weather fool you into thinking that summer's just around the corner. Unfortunately, the weather forecast said that it'll be raining again tomorrow. Boohoo. ): So much for having a good weather. It was good while it lasted for now though. (: I got to spend some time with parents and uhmm... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;friend. (: Didn't do much though. I'd have to say, I probably didn't do much homework either. I'm supposed to be working on it right now. Procrastinating much right? D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for Easter Monday, what did you guys do? For me, I went out in the morning to eat with some people... and then went around places to help this older guy find a place to learn English. {ESL}. AND THEN came home. (: boring day, yeah yeah I know. AND for the past...... 7 hours? I've been trying to work on my health brochure... but i started to procrastinate. Lovely ain't it? =___=;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, i still can't believe i'm still blogging. :D with personal websites, i go on and fix it once in a while and then BAM i never go on it ever again. &amp;gt;______&amp;lt;;; ah well. ANYWAY. D: I really should go back to working on my health brochure. Catch you all later. (:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: grey; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #333333; font-size: 13px ! important; font-weight: normal; margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: grey; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"Go quickly and tell his disciples, he has been raised from the dead." -Matthew 28:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: grey; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;by the way, i plan to make another blog about spiritual sharing and everything. (: SOON. not today. too busy today. ^^ love you all♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: I LIED! D: i made a new blog. &amp;gt;___&amp;lt;;; linkie in link section♥ &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/1463253842863277125-4725968484756282334?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4725968484756282334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4725968484756282334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/4725968484756282334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-monday.html' title='Easter Monday'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-3194273000527752305</id><published>2010-04-03T01:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T01:50:36.678-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday {yesterday}</title><content type='html'>Happy Good Friday Day.. (:&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day, that the Lord has been placed on the cross and died for our sins. We should be thankful and acknowledge this day. How many people would die on the cross for you? I doubt many. Who'd want to be nailed to a cross alive just for YOU when you're the one in wrong? No one. They'd probably go "it's YOUR fault. Why should &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; be places on that cross when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt; the one that did something wrong?" But&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; JESUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; did. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;BECAUSE HE LOVES US!!!!!!!♥ yayayayayayay. (: that totally just killed the serious mood. LOL but it's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't go to good friday service because.... it's hard to say it in english. God didn't "gan dong" {mando pinying} me to go to it.. but rather to spend time with my dad more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i ever mention i REALLY don't like it when people repetitively tell me to DO something or GO somewhere for that matter? Like.. you have NO idea how much i REALLY REALLY &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dislike it. Like my parents telling me to go play the piano numerous times.  igetitdad,imgoingtoplaysoon. you know what i mean? I'm not a rebel or anything, heck no. it's because.... it's hard to explain. the more one tells you to do something... the more you feel REALLY pressured and totally lose the mood to do that thing. like piano, i WILL play it. they tell me to play it.. and once i get there.. i totally just want to slam the piano keys. {thank goodness the sound of piano can put me at peace. otherwise i'd still be flipping around.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways. TIME FOR MY BEAUTY SLEEP MY MINIONS. bwahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i be praying for y-- actually i should do a prayer here. (: a short simple one,,kayy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear Heavenly Father that lives in Heaven above all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Father God, please bless these many  souls among the surface of the earth. Forgive them when they have done  something wrong. Show them your love and let them know that you love  them. Bless the readers here, and bless the people who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt; reading this too. Bless our  friends and families. Bless our homes and your home; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our hearts&lt;/span&gt;. Let us be kept safe under  your warm loving wings. Help us fly when we fall or catch us before we  fall to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you for giving up your life for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; sake. For &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; wrong doings and basically for all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; sins. There is none like you that would be willing to give their life up to save others Lord. There is literally no one... i think. But thank you for loving and caring about everyone on this planet. Father, thank you for sending your son to die on the cross. Even though he may not have wanted to, but he was willing to. (: Thank you Jesus for being brave and for saving our lives from many evils that came and have yet to come. D: pray that you will always keep us in your hands and walk beside us when we go through any path of evil and guild us back out. LORD, in 2 days you will RISE and live again. When you were taken to heaven, you did not die. No. You lived then and you live now, and Lord, you will ALWAYS live. "Long lives the King Jesus". (: Hallelujah praise his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he had received the drink, Jesus said, "It is finished." With that, he bowed his head and gave up his spirit.  --John 19:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us remember this day that you've given your life for us on the cross oh so many years ago. (: Let us remember that you live forever and for always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord I need to sleep now. D: i'm sorry i can't make this prayer any longer, but i pray that the readers will continue this prayer on for themselves. (: oh! Lord, i should totally make a spiritual blog thing... dont' you think? Let me know if you think it's a good idea Lord. (: Anyways, good night Lord. Love you a lot♥♥&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus' name we ALL PRAY&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-3194273000527752305?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3194273000527752305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-friday-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/3194273000527752305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/3194273000527752305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-friday-yesterday.html' title='Good Friday {yesterday}'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-2857398746181873999</id><published>2010-03-29T01:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T01:31:54.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sinking to the earth's core</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;WARNING: Parents do not read this. THIS INCLUDES YOU FREDDY. (:&lt;/span&gt; {i'm just joking}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Dedications to my little panda; tinaa c. and just about all of the people who get angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a time when you were just SO angry you can just blow up? or maybe you feel like you're about to grab a heavy object and just whip it to the other side of the room? Or maybe even go as far as wanting to jump off the CNTOWER? {or at least something tall}&lt;br /&gt;i know i have. BUT that's normal. (: {and if you've never felt this way, something's wrong with you. seriously. go see a doctor}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many of us are furious with our parents. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY &lt;/span&gt;do they have to ask such pointless questions? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt; do they have to do this to me? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY &lt;/span&gt;do they have to care so much about me? {because they love you} &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY &lt;/span&gt;do they give me a hard time? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY &lt;/span&gt;can't they mind their own business? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY &lt;/span&gt;can't they leave me alone? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY &lt;/span&gt;do they have to talk about me so loudly on purpose? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt; can't they say it to my face in a more calm tone? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY &lt;/span&gt;can't they let me be in peace? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt; can't they see i'm busy? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt; are they in my room? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt; can't they just leave?  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt; this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY &lt;/span&gt;that. WHY do we complain? Our minds are all full of questions on WHY our parents have to do what they do. simple, the answer is that they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you. I often go into the "why" phrase of life with my parents. Never thought of THEIR &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;s for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;won't my child listen to me? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;can't they see that i'm doing this for their own good? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;do they have to rebel against me? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;can't they see i care for them? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;can't they see i do this out of love? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;do they not understand i'm only making sure they're safe? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;do they have to push me aside? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is it that my child will grow up to hate me when i've done so much for them? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;can't they see all the work i've done or them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, i'm not a parent. i wouldn't know all the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;s that go on in their head. as a child, i would know &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;. sometimes we wish that our parents can disappear. then we'd be so happy. What about people without parents? how they just WISH to have parents to teach them what's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt; and what's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt;. We should very well appreciate all that our parents have done for us and will do for us for the rest of their lives. don't expect that parents will live forever.&lt;br /&gt;two things in life that are guaranteed: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;taxes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; and death&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever told your parents you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;them? Ever talked to them within the past few years? Like... actually had a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt;, heart to heart conversation? Sat down and just laughed with them? Apparently &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;many &lt;/span&gt;adolescences don't. {but i do. *starts bragging * ahhaha no.. but i do talk with them}. Parents get hurt easily when you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; TALK to them. They're perhaps happiest in their heart when you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do &lt;/span&gt;talk to them. EVEN if they don't show it, they ARE happy.&lt;br /&gt;my fellow friends.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we wish to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;CRY &lt;/span&gt;so badly. Or even HARM ourselves with a simple&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;sharp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; object&lt;/span&gt;. {let's not go into detail}. Why? So that we can get rid of all the darkness that's collecting in our hearts. Let me say; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;BE GONE SATAN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;THE LORD IS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;OUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; REFUGE AND STRENGTH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; WITH HIM ALONE WE CAN LIVE THROUGH ALL TEMPTATIONS OF YOURS. And if we fall, there are many others to help us get up again. And most importantly: have GOD bring us back up again through the power of TRUST and FAITH in the LORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's go back to the topic about &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;CRYING &lt;/span&gt;ourselves to the ends of the earth full of tears. okay im just kidding. jeez, trying to lighten up the mood here...... right, so many of us WANT to CRY {but end up with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;sharp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; object&lt;/span&gt;} or actually CRY out.&lt;br /&gt;People, it's okay to cry. Sure, you want to put up a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mask&lt;/span&gt; or think you're STRONG. But i'm sorry to break it to you... you're not as strong as you think. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;PHYSICALLY &lt;/span&gt;sure, but &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;EMOTIONALLY&lt;/span&gt;?... yeah... we'll have to think about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said to my friend:&lt;br /&gt;it's okay to be weak sometimes. That's what God is for. When we're weak, God will be there to give us a shoulder to lean on and a hand to help us up. weSHOULD be strong, that's what we think, but there are times when being weak means God's waiting for us to run into his open arms so he may &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; us tight and tell us "it's ok my child, it's okk, you have me and i'll always be there for you." he's always behind us to make sure we don't &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;fa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;ll&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;gro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;und&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. but he's also in front of us to lead us to the light; the right path of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen well my friends, for God has a plan for you. THIS anger. THIS life you have... is all just the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt;. There is MORE to come and the future? MUCH scarier than what you have. NOW you can rely on friends and parents. but in the future? Who's there for you? LIVE well and learn the words of the bible, so that no matter when and where, you know that you can rely on GOD the most. Relying on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;HUMANS&lt;/span&gt;, there's a difference between those two. I shall let you discover that on your own. The difference between relying on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;What IS the difference?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{wanna cbox your thoughts? ;)}&lt;br /&gt;and yes... my parents tell me "you know how to SAY it but you don't know how to SHOW it". I should learn to do exactly what i've just said...&lt;br /&gt;well, took an hour and 15 minutes writing this. TIME TO SLEEP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-2857398746181873999?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2857398746181873999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/03/sinking-to-earths-core.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/2857398746181873999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/2857398746181873999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/03/sinking-to-earths-core.html' title='sinking to the earth&apos;s core'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-1404271240879639649</id><published>2010-03-23T16:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T16:13:19.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>obsession lost? D:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YAJGGNQ3PZU/S6kfeOC6GKI/AAAAAAAAACc/mYTXF0N8igA/s1600-h/DIEE.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 50px; height: 50px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YAJGGNQ3PZU/S6kfeOC6GKI/AAAAAAAAACc/mYTXF0N8igA/s200/DIEE.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451923427935525026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yeh, me and my obsession over dramas. ): I remember when there was a time that I liked anime wayyy more. P: But now it's all about dramas!!! *-* So anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i've been watching a korean drama called "goong princess hours". YAY! I'm able to watch it on youtube. YAY! Able to watch it on ipod too. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;BUT &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;. They HAD to take it down from youtube. ):&lt;&gt;__&lt;;; UGHH. ): ALL THE ANIME ARE ECCHI AND HENTAI AND I DO &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; WANT TO WATCH THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the meantime i shall watch something else...&lt;br /&gt;delightful girl choon hyang? lovers in paris? sweet 18?&lt;br /&gt;OH. There are some more i can find. many recommend autumn's concerto...&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably be watching delightful girl choon hyang for now...&lt;br /&gt;T_____T; wwwwwaaaaeeeeee?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY GOONG PRINCESS HOUR DRAMA!!! D;&lt;br /&gt;I will get revenge!!!! ):&lt; they wait and see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-1404271240879639649?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1404271240879639649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/03/obsession-lost-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/1404271240879639649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/1404271240879639649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/03/obsession-lost-d.html' title='obsession lost? D:'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YAJGGNQ3PZU/S6kfeOC6GKI/AAAAAAAAACc/mYTXF0N8igA/s72-c/DIEE.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-2798817315830975186</id><published>2010-03-22T17:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T17:29:42.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>#5. March Break in USA-final day</title><content type='html'>my conscience is telling me that this is the final entry for my trip to the US. (:&lt;br /&gt;and my conscience also told me that i make a lot of typos in my posts... so please do excuse them. (:&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT PEOPLE?! AHHAHAHA. Geography project WAS supposed to be due tomorrow but has now been extended to be due on Thursday because the teachers are cool like that. BD&lt;br /&gt;And guess what else my conscience told me? 8D THAT NEXT FRIDAY WE HAVE ANOTHER DAY OFF BECAUSE OF GOOD FRIDAY! WOOOOOO!!! *parties*&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, DAY FIVE RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Five {thursday, march 18, 2010} the final battle. *gasp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we got up and went down to eat breakfast. I'd say the food wasn't bad for breakfast, but it's not something I'd like to eat everyday. I mistaken this omelet thing for pancake and poured syrup on it and then saw my mom's had ketchup on it instead. *looks down* but uhmmmm, it didn't taste that bad. :D I'd say it tasted pretty good! :D You people should try it. Add syrup to your scrambled eggs or something next time. Yumz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished packing up after breakfast and we were on our way home!!! Woot!! NOT. We went to a plaza/shopping mall and DUDE was it ever big. Like, you can get lost in there.... okay not literally, but it would take forever if you spent your time looking through everything in each store. I bought some clothing there. (: ohh how rude of me for not introducing the store to you. XD (I'm so hilarious right?? Ahhahaha.... I bet all you people are like "..." right now) the plaza is called "Garden State Plaza" or "WESTFIELD Garden State Plaza". Get it right people. NOT "Jersey Garden". Two different places people and no, i didn't meet anyone I knew this time. It would be interesting if i did again though. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after everything, we left the plaza and we're on our way home now. No jokes. (: I should be arriving at least at 12 or later. Yay. Ugh, have to start on geo project. Something I dearly dread doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my rating for this vacation trip to USA? 3.5 or 4 out of5.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it probably could've been better and there were quite a few times where I was REEAAALLLYYYYY annoyed but despite all that, I'd say I had fun spending some quality time with my parents. (: Alright, I should stop now. My eyesight is going to become even worse since I'm typing this on my iPod at 8:30pm when it's pitch black. (but now on the computer. ye) See y'all.&lt;br /&gt;-kokoro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-2798817315830975186?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2798817315830975186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/03/5-march-break-in-usa-final-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/2798817315830975186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/2798817315830975186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/03/5-march-break-in-usa-final-day.html' title='#5. March Break in USA-final day'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-529043813915741194</id><published>2010-03-21T20:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T20:40:27.739-04:00</updated><title type='text'>#4. March Break in USA</title><content type='html'>bwahahaha i should be working on geography right now. but that thing is so confusing that i'm willing to fail. OH. as you can tell. (: i changed my template again. i like it a lot this time. (: like.. SO MUCH that i keep looking at it. *looks down* ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;Time to tell you DAY FOUR of my break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Four (wednesday, march 17, 2010)&lt;br /&gt;Last day here. We left New Jersey this morning to go to New York. I guess today is A LOT better than the other days by FAR. That's just my opinion though. We went to Chinatown again. I noticed my parents always have to go to Chinatown or downtown or something. Hehe. So right. Chinatown is HUGE. It totally felt like we were in Hong Kong again too. But the foods still don't match up to Toronto which was a pity. We left out car with some people. At first i kept worrying as to what might happen but im sure those people can be trusted.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We past by the place where the world trade center use to be and took pictures while we were there. Then we hopped on board a boat to STATUE OF LIBERTY!!!!! Took pictures there and bought some souvenirs for myself. My parents bought some for themselves as well. I also got my friends some things. Although... I didn't get Techno anything because I knew he came to New York. But my parents said we were in NYC. and apparently when I read tech's blog it said he didn't go there. So I started to panic whether I should buy him something. But by then we were far from the shop already so I hoped I would be able to fine something in chinatown. ): sadly i wasn't able to and now i don't think i'll be able to get him anything. Should have gottem gim something from washington. D: Ugh, MIANHE TECHNO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of cute stuff here. (: buy my mom said that I can buy them in Toronto Cinatown. I guess that's true too. Right now we're going to the Empire State Building. But the GPS is acting stupid and unable to find the satellite signal. OHHHH TODAY'S ST. PATRICK'S DAY!!! I'm not wearing anything green. Oh well. My dad said i'm not Irish so "who cares". tch tch. I will be back to tell you more. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kokoro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: So in the end, the GPS totally led us right out of New York and back into New Jersey. My parents weren't very happy with that but what other choice did we have? we weren't going to pay $8 again to go in. So we decided to just stay in New Jersey and go to the sopping mall. But before that, we had to get a hotel room. Tonight we're staying in best western. I only know that the place is totally expensive. But my parents know I might start complaining about how bad places might be in other places. It turned out we went to supermarket to buy some food and go home to eat. There was one chicken left and it was half priced once we got there. We walked towards the chicken and asked for the price and the people were like "ohhh it's 50% off now". *sticks something on it* Luckyyy. (: Thank the Lord fro supplying us with food to eat for the night, half price too. (:&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;AH MY GAWSH. my parents are tired now. ): Wonder how i'll do geography. AND IM SUPPOSED TO PRACTICE PIANO. But i feel lazy. &gt;___&lt;; what a horrible child i am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-529043813915741194?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/529043813915741194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/03/4-march-break-in-usa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/529043813915741194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/529043813915741194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/03/4-march-break-in-usa.html' title='#4. March Break in USA'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-6020521694423454999</id><published>2010-03-20T15:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T15:58:46.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>#3. March Break in USA</title><content type='html'>WOOT! Changed my... persona thingy for firefox. (: Strawberries. yum. Right, im having a hard time with geography right now. D: so... anyone willing to do it for me? No? Well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SELFISH PEOPLE! NOT EVEN WILLING TO HELP A POOR GIRL OUT!!! YOU SHOULD BE ASH--- no im kidding. :P i can manage. ANYWAY, let's see what goes on Day Three of me trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Three (Tuesday, March 16, 2010)&lt;br /&gt;So today we went on our way to Philadelphia. City hall was HUGE but downtown scared me a little. I don't know... There were a lot of unfortunate people, as in... homeless. But that's not so scary. The place was FILLED with people smoking though.  I got worried my lungs would be contaminated with all the smoke. SECOND HANG SMOKING YOU KNOW?!?!?! D: &lt; but thank goodness we left there and went around Philly and boy oh boy were there a lot of pretty places. I took pictures so refer to those. :D (some of you) oh right, at the end before going to New Jersey to find a place to stay over night, we went to some kind of shopping mall and somehwere deep inside there I saw ADAM SHAFEEK. :O:O:O:O (classmate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were on our way to NEW JERSEY and there was Internet connection in the inn we stayed in. (hehe... inn we stayed in... XDDD... &gt;-&gt;;) so my dad went on the laptop to check some stuff. I went on ebuddy to see if any of my awesome friends were on. (: LACE and Akeru were on so OBVIOUSLY i had to talk to them. ;D I was happy to talk to them. Although Akeru left early so I ended up talking to LACE alone in the end. Man, I can't wait to go back to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we're going to New York tomorrow. Techno was there since Saturday to ummm... Monday or Tuesday so it would be unlikely to meet him. Then again, NY is huge so it'd be unlikely to see him anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALALA~~~~~ so bored. D: ishalltellyouasecretnow.&lt;br /&gt;Did you know, right now is already day four and not three??? :O I'm writing this the day AFTER the supposedly written date. *gasp* and i just got yelled at by my parents because they thought i was playing but im actually writing this. =_= how stupidly stupid is that? Just because I have btoh earphones in my ears (listening to music) and I'm typing. Stuuupiiddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;-kokoro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit: Oh right, when we were at the shopping mall, I ran across this music t-shirt (which i simply adore) and it also came with SPEAKERS yeye!!! thing is, it was on sale too. And no it wasn't $25 or even $10. It was $6.99!!!! No tax. ;)&lt;---now how surprised i was when i found out there were no tax. I even told my mom to give me a twenty in case it would go over ten dollars with tax included. :P Well, learned something new. Oh right, the speakers aren't horrible either so im gine with it. :D I also bought new running shoes (no tax again!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA). Yo, im not going to list everything I buy. Waste of time and it's pointless doing that so for now, ciao!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-6020521694423454999?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6020521694423454999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/03/3-march-break-in-usa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/6020521694423454999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/6020521694423454999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/03/3-march-break-in-usa.html' title='#3. March Break in USA'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-8235255680634518597</id><published>2010-03-19T21:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T21:21:10.314-04:00</updated><title type='text'>#2. March Break in USA</title><content type='html'>SO HOW GOES MY SECOND DAY IN USA? We'll have to see what i wrote in my journal thingy then. GOING BACK... 4 days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Two (Monday, March 15, 2010)&lt;br /&gt;Today's day, might i say, was probably not the best. Get up in the morning and we're on our way to Washington. Wooo right? Sure, guess you could say that. We arrived at the White house not long after and once we get out of the car... it was COLD. Not to mention it was RAINING, therefore that totally killed people's mood. Well, it killed MY mood for sure. But whatever. Hmmmm. Where did we go after? Oh, after taking pictures of the White House, we walked around the places and there were uhhh these vehicles selling clothing for Washington DC so we bought some things. Three t-shirts, three zippies and two caps. I like mine. (: then we ventured to CHINATOWN. Apparently, according to what my parents know, is that Toronto has the best Chinatown with Chinese food. Something to be proud of, yes? We ate in this restaurant which apparently makes their own noodles but can i be honest here? It wasn't all that great at all. I think i've tasted better in Toronto for sure. But the place isnt' bad. What i dislike is that many places that have wi-fi requires you to pay or have some type of identification which really sucks you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Chinatown, we went to visit Abraham Lincoln Memorial. At first there weren't any ways toget in so my dad decided to turn in on a right (even though it said NO TURNING RIGHT) and that scared the jeepers out of my mom and i. we kept trying to make sure that the car wasn't going to be towed away since it said that it would be. Luckily it didn't in the end. *whew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that, my parents decided to go to Philadelphia to visit a bit. It took FOREVER yo and in the end we ended up stopping somewhere in Pennsylvania and decided to continue to Philly the next day along with going to New York. But on the way I watched PHANTOMOFTHEOPERA PHANTOMOFTHEOPERA wooooooooooooo!!!!!!! But the laptop batter died in the end and i didn't get to finish watching it al all. Pity ain't it? D: so on the way we kind of got lost and that's why it took forever. But guess what best part is???? :D We're staying in the same building.. (the name is the same, but obviously different building). Awesome right? There's no smell this time (good). There no MICROWAVE or FRIDGE this time though (bad). So right now we're totally eating out at a place called China House. O_o; LOL. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends. ): I shall totally hang out with them when i get back. (: That's no doubt. XD Like Akeru said, we'll bully eddiewardo anddddd. PHAIL`D PHILTHY PHILLY DILLY PHILLIP PHILLIPY CHI BOBO THE SMILEY BLUSHY MUMBLE FACE HOBO LITTLE BOY DOT. (who TOTALLY loves Jessica Jung&lt;--he told me to write this. =_=) 8D Don't you just love the nickname i gave LACE? I noticed my new awesome besties (aside from two other friends but they're not in my school atm) are all from the same school. D: I'm a lonely sheep that wandered into the wrong herd but somehow was able to fit in because of they're warm and loving hearts. Ahehehehehe♥ Saranghaeyo my awesome friends. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-8235255680634518597?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8235255680634518597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/03/2-march-break-in-usa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8235255680634518597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/8235255680634518597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/03/2-march-break-in-usa.html' title='#2. March Break in USA'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-5728279417780768955</id><published>2010-03-17T21:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T21:58:35.111-04:00</updated><title type='text'>USA trip</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;After 4 days ( i think it was 4 days, don't remember) it is finally the last day of my trip. I am finally coming back tomorrow. (: SO FOR ALL OF YOU WHO WANTED ME TO STAY LONGER. Too bad. *sticks tongue out at you* As for my awesome friends... I WILL BE COMING BACK TO HAUNT YOU slash BOTHER YOU!! MUAHAHAHA. BEWARE. So mhmmm, let's see... I have no idea where i am right now. I believe i'm in New Jersey though... i'm not TOO sure. shall i tell you my trip? Although i wrote journal-like things. Should I write that? Oh... I'll write one each everyday. (: WE GO BACK 4 DAYS AND START ON DAY 1: Sunday, March 14, 2010. *improvised writing*&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;#1. March Break in USA&lt;br /&gt;DAY ONE&lt;br /&gt;Here I am. Staying over night in Frederik. We're expected to be in Washington tomorrow since it already got so late today. The ride was freakishly long!! My stomach started to hurt a bit. Car sick I guess? We started off at around ten and got here at about six to seven. Let me tell you, I thought that this place would be nice since it looked pretty nice from the outside. But i entered the room and this SMELL came roaming out and ti almost swept my parents and i away. (no offense room). I didn't know what the smell is and surely i never will. My dad said it was something they sprayed in the room but i thought that was highly unlikely because the smell was horrendous and i'm pretty sure they wouldn't spray something that would make the customers uncomfortable.. Or maybe they did spray it and americans rather adore the smell. Who knows. I know for sure that i don't. So anyway, we're only staying here for one night. then we're off to washington tomorrow and perhaps staying in another place  or something since the prices in Washington are high too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after out arrival, we decided to go out and eat. We went to McDonalds that was ear and duuddddeeeee there is WI-FI!! Totally awesome. (edit: BY THE WAY CANADIANS. DON'T EVER DRINK SWEET TEA. IT'S JUST TOOOO SWEET. &gt;_&lt; but you CAN try it if you want. I didn't like it though). Then went to Dollar General because my mom wanted to see if there was any difference in there. Things seemed pretty cheap you know. Cup noodles 2 for $1 and clothing like t-shirts and everything? Haha yeahhhhhh. Never thought I'd see something like that in there. We went to uhh, eagle something. It's a supermarket, interesting name, I know. Eagles. Hehe. So i saw some movies that were being sold at the market and immediately i thought to myself "OMG IS THERE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA?!?! IF THERE IS I AM GOING TO SCREAM!!!" so I looked around. Found narnia: prince caspian. And the BAAM. Phantom of the opera right in front of me. Okay, i didn't scream but i was in my head. Ran over to  my parents going "THEY HAVE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA! THEY HAVE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA!! can we get it? PLEASE?!" my dad was probably annoyed by now since i've been talking about it for a while but it WAS cheaper than best buy in Canada. It was like.... $16.99 in Canada and i thought it for $7.99. THAT'S A BIG DIFFERENCE wouldn't you agree? (: so as a happy kid, we went back and now i'm just typing to you. [i](okay people not YOU, you... journal you)[/i]&lt;br /&gt;-kokoro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that's all people. Wow, longer than expected. SORRY IF YOU GOT BORED ALONG THE WAY! ANYWAY. Parents want to finish watching movie. TALK TO YOU LATER Y'ALL (&lt;-- actually heard some people saying that. LOL)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-5728279417780768955?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5728279417780768955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/03/usa-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5728279417780768955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5728279417780768955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/03/usa-trip.html' title='USA trip'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-5841503759262007934</id><published>2010-03-13T21:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T22:12:52.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>daylight</title><content type='html'>So it's a Saturday. Went to dentist early in the morning. But man, i don't like the dentist i have now... i actually liked the dentist before... my second dentist. The first dentist pulled out my front top baby teeth when it wasn't even THAT loose yet. Therefore, my top teeth turned out to be overbite. {luckily i have braces}&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, so came home and played FlyFF until the server thing got cut down so yeah, many people couldn't play.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, we have guests over at our house. They stayed for dinner, and it's kind of like small group... or something, except it's not exactly small group. Played wii for a bit and then watched "Finding Nemo". I actually teared a bit at some parts. I felt tears. XDDD&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT. So tomorrow, i'm on my way to washington. I'll be back on thursday. I'll see you all after then. Maybe we can plan something before march break ends.&lt;br /&gt;I know i still have to start on my geography: ecozone project. =____=;;  so annoying. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, love you all, i'll miss you all. (: or at least most of you. (hehe) so... for now... (: catch you all later. I'LL BE BACK TO GATHER INFORATION ON WHAT YOU DID FOR MARCH BREAK!!! (: Be prepared and write me a 5 page summary of how it's been so far. (: &lt; nah i'm just kidding. I'll just ask you straight out. bwahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okk, really need to go. the kid that's over at my house is getting bored. i need to do some serious entertaining. OPERATION ENTERTAIN KID! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Okayy, kid left. (: i think he left with a smile. good. ^^&lt;br /&gt;and right, it's DAYLIGHT SAVING TIME ON... or was it OFF? I forget. Anyway, main point: move your time up one hour. :D You have one hour less to sleep. muahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-5841503759262007934?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5841503759262007934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-its-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5841503759262007934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5841503759262007934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-its-saturday.html' title='daylight'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-5410733538028679998</id><published>2010-03-12T23:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T00:02:36.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>March BREAK!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Today was... oh my gosh.&lt;br /&gt;After doing the geography unit test {which i totally know i failed it} and a few other classes, school was over. that is... FOR THE MARCH BREAK. i'll be going to washington. (: yep yep. {by the way, sorry Akeru! D:} after school, stayed after to practice clarinet. Then went to orthodontic and stayed there for an hour. Apparently my gum has been inflamed and they were putting new braces on and it just wouldn't stick. So yeah, an hour there, then went to eat at FMP... bought two games at Best Buy afterwards. Rabbids2 and kingdom hearts 328/2 days. They're both okayy so far. =/&lt;br /&gt;==; SO THEN I CAME HOME, TRIED LOGGING IN TO MSN... and it wouldn't work. Error 80048831. I think something's wrong with my id account. i tried to reset the password a gazillion times, but it just wouldn't work. D: Would that mean i have to make a new email and like... try and add everyone?! But i don't remember who i had and who i didn't.... GAHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: msn works now. (: hehe♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-5410733538028679998?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5410733538028679998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5410733538028679998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/5410733538028679998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-break.html' title='March BREAK!'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463253842863277125.post-2886362526225902830</id><published>2010-03-10T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T00:13:42.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness</title><content type='html'>YES.&lt;br /&gt;so ... TWO DAYS ago.... {monday} i was flyffing with a friend. (: The other one was off... it was late i believe so she wasn't on. So anyway, there's this event happening... "Chance Box Drop" thingy. The rarest thing you can get is ELEGANT BLACK WINGS. So i probably got like... 10 chance boxes..... most of them were "flasks"... i got cupid wings... and then... BOOM. ELEGANT BLACK WINGS. I WAS SO HAPPY. the friend i was with got his a long time ago. the first box he opened actually. ==; *sweatdrop*&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the happiness doesn't end here.&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY {tuesday}, i got my mark back for my geo powerpoint. (: I DIDN'T FAIL! YES. I actually did A LOT better than i thought. HALLELUJAH PRAISE THE LORD ALMIGHTY! No? ;) Thank you for praying for me too accountability partner. (: Oh.. i should give you the link for my blog too... anywho... i was soooo happy, i went to math happy. got my average for that. I went up by 7%. ^^ YAYAYAY. YESSSSSS. Man... must be my lucky day, but i have to hand it to you God. (: You sure do surprise me in many ways. OH. RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;I was SO scared about my geo... i thought i was going to fail or get 0 because of "plagurism" but sunday night i had a dream that i got 81% on it. I actually got a bonus from God too. :P That's why I have to thank him. ^^ Thank you GOD.&lt;br /&gt;SO YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;Self-defense class.&lt;br /&gt;instructor's really funny. but &lt;s&gt;today&lt;/s&gt;... sorry. *crosses that out* YESTERDAY, the warm up was a killer. D: Apparently today's is even worse.... and tomorrow's the EVEN worse... and friday... instructor: "let's just say you're very lucky to have march break after".&lt;br /&gt;WE.&lt;br /&gt;ARE.&lt;br /&gt;SO.&lt;br /&gt;DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;BY.&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;Period. end of discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kisskiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463253842863277125-2886362526225902830?l=unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2886362526225902830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/03/happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/2886362526225902830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1463253842863277125/posts/default/2886362526225902830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unfolding-secrets.blogspot.com/2010/03/happiness.html' title='happiness'/><author><name>yoommiiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01365438518123512062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ceu3y59NQ7M/TVYoDscU7KI/AAAAAAAAADY/2wtsNgeitBA/s220/sawako2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
