<?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-5918180</id><updated>2011-08-18T03:14:45.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vexaltious</title><subtitle type='html'>V!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107795357704831716</id><published>2004-02-28T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T15:35:49.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got hosted!Hehe! I kept it a secret so the jinx won't get to me. Lol! Isn't it great? Lotsa love to Atiqah for the hosting! She actually sent me an e-mail and asked if I want to be hosted! WOW! VISIT IT NOWThis is going to be transformed into a portfolio of my designs on Blogskins. I will be blogging at FAUX from now on. BTW, that's my blog's name. Hehe!Ta!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107795357704831716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107795357704831716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107795357704831716' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107787392303330875</id><published>2004-02-27T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T17:28:14.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood RushedCraves Sense of PEACEThis is going to be rather rushed. Sorry, peeps.The outing was hectic and the movie was great, except for the fact that 25 students from SMKBU was belting out the songs simultaneously. Had a mad dash to buy a last minute present for Shahril and ran through the whole shopping complex to get home in time for Physics tuition. Phew!We dropped out of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107787392303330875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107787392303330875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107787392303330875' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107749678453610515</id><published>2004-02-23T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T08:42:29.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood Woozy =)Craves $$$Going for Shahril's farewell thingy later. Will be watching School of Rock and will be buying my first set of books for English Literature. Will pound Josh if he doesn't give me the correct list and will be devastated if Dad doesn't wake up and give me sufficient cash. *sigh. The predictions I make...Anyways, the dinner to Tanjung Malim was cancelled due to some crazy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107749678453610515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107749678453610515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107749678453610515' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107735576496347811</id><published>2004-02-21T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T17:32:08.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood YippeeCraves Nothing muchWhat is in a dream? Is it some unconcious prophecy the soul makes whilst the body is deep in slumber or is it just a figment of the imagination? There is sufficient proof that some dreams do come true. What does that mean? Would one in a million dreams be a prediction of something yet to come? Questions, questions, questions. I want to know all the answers. Time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107735576496347811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107735576496347811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107735576496347811' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107726095575958035</id><published>2004-02-20T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T15:11:57.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood HeadachyCraves No tuitionAs usual, it's Friday and I'm complaining about tuition. Well, who can blame me when tuition is in the middle of the night! Hmm...let me define what I mean by middle of the night. I sleep at 9 every night so middle of the night to me is actually around 9 something to 12. After 12 would be unthinkable. Hehe. Anyways, just came back from One Utama with all my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107726095575958035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107726095575958035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107726095575958035' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107693160701004802</id><published>2004-02-16T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T19:42:43.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood AlrightCraves ...I have just finished spamming Jon's blog. Feels great to SPAM. =PAnyways, I have decided that I should get a new layout because this is really monotonous...to me. I don't know about you. What do you think? I have decided that it should be dark purple with oriental borders or something like that. I'm in the Renaissance mood now. Hmmm...I seem to like anything Victorian, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107693160701004802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107693160701004802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107693160701004802' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107674556167926366</id><published>2004-02-14T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T16:01:54.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood NauseaticCraves ...Homework undone for 2 weeks. Need to complete homework NOW!Feeling absolutely horrendous right now. I'm supposed to have RECOVERED ALREADY! Boo-hoo...What is wrong with my system?Mum just bought a Toyota Corolla Altis 2004. I think it's okay. Still feel that the Alfa Romeo she had was much more nicer. But, of course.I feel as though I can't speak right now. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107674556167926366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107674556167926366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107674556167926366' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107655687731858500</id><published>2004-02-12T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T11:37:07.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood SICKCraves A cure...I'm sick right now. And yeah, I didn't get anything for my Public Speaking Competition cause I bombed the Impromptu speech by not understanding the topic. Well, but I DID say: IN MY OPINION. Sheesh. I was hoping that they'll AT LEAST hear the IN MY OPINION. Hmmm...Actually, I had nausea before the competition in the morning and I thought it was just a TERRIBLE case of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107655687731858500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107655687731858500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107655687731858500' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107631237909769074</id><published>2004-02-09T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T15:42:05.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood StretchedCraves I don't know...This marks the second time I have ever been emotionally crash and burned. Wow...mental breakdown! I am dealing with stress. Never thought I would. Shall I see a therapist or something?Hmmm...my public speaking competition is in Wednesday and I am totally UNPREPARED. The next time, try sending me the warning EARLIER! Stupid gits in the education ministry. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107631237909769074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107631237909769074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107631237909769074' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107613415061958207</id><published>2004-02-07T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T17:32:21.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood Hmmm...Craves Stress Relief?I didn't know 15++ year olds like me could be stressed out. Since when do people like us get stressed. Why? I thought stress only comes when you go to work! I'll be out the whole day tommorow, practicing for my prepared speech and impromptu. I tell you, my prepared speech SUCKS TO THE MAX. Ugh!My mum is off looking for lava lamps and my dad is missing...as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107613415061958207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107613415061958207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107613415061958207' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107605148522713285</id><published>2004-02-06T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T15:13:47.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood Down and OutCraves Peace?Well, I have been selected as the school representative for the Inter-School Public Speaking held at La Salle PJ this Wednesday and I haven't had the time to REST AT ALL! They JUST told me just now and I had to polish up everything by Wednesday!? =PAnd the debates seem to be going on fine...lol! Rather confident that we'll put up a good fight, while I sit down </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107605148522713285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107605148522713285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107605148522713285' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107596489408239931</id><published>2004-02-05T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T15:10:35.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood Migraine-yCraves Hmm...better brainsGood afternoon, all. It's a slightly morbid day with a slightly grey tinge to the air. I woke up at 6.20 am to go for tuition. Is is any different than going to school? FYI, it's a public holiday today...and I have spent half the time in a classroom, doing work.I just submitted a new skin. I named it Fame. Visit it here. Nothing special, just the usual</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107596489408239931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107596489408239931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107596489408239931' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107588495031585426</id><published>2004-02-04T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T16:58:10.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood AlrightCraves No tuition tommorowToday was rather hectic. I was hardly in class and I can feel my Add Maths slowly slipping down the cliff. I was at debate practice half of the day. Note to all: I have been savagely kicked out of the team by the heartless teacher, because: "She has alot of things to do and her public speaking takes up alot of time." Git! So other teachers took pity on me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107588495031585426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107588495031585426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107588495031585426' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107568643448565558</id><published>2004-02-02T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T09:49:30.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood CalmCraves A toothbrush and a packet of soap powderAnyways, after ranting my head off yesterday and plotting my so-called revenge, that girl has decided to delete the skin off Blogskins. =P. Serve her right. Which person in their right mind won't, eh? So if you're trying to read the comments or look at the skin, it's not there anymore. Mae! Got soap powder or not? I ran out of it! Lol!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107568643448565558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107568643448565558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107568643448565558' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107560409125580094</id><published>2004-02-01T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T10:57:06.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood Boiling MADCraves *snortsLOOK HERE and LOOK HERE. See the resemblance? And if that's not enough, go to the comments page in that Skin info and READ MY COMMENT. My handle is crystyx. I cannot stand it when people COPY. Look, I know Jing hasn't posted the skin on Blogskins but that doesn't mean that fucking girl can STEAL it from her sister's site, AND post it as HERS. Bloody goat-kissing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107560409125580094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107560409125580094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107560409125580094' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107554024313739264</id><published>2004-01-31T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T17:12:57.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood OkayCraves ...I couldn't wake up this morning. I was so fatigued. So I didn't go for the debate meeting at 8. But I did call BAK a couple of times and she wasn't there to pick up the phone, I think.Went for piano and got this really cool Nocturne in E Flat piece. Then I dropped by One U for Dim Sum. I hate that Chinese Restaurant at the basement. The service is terrible and half the guys</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107554024313739264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107554024313739264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107554024313739264' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107546954590657252</id><published>2004-01-30T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T21:34:38.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood OhCraves NO HOMEWORK, NO TUITION!I survived Public Speaking today. Woah! And let me tell you that I didn't sleep well for TWO days...I was praying last night, it's some Hokkien thing I think. I'm not Hokkien, though. So, I was up till 1.30am, doing god knows what!So, I'm in the supposed 'team' of two, but they have not determined who would be the speaker and who would be the reserve so I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107546954590657252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107546954590657252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107546954590657252' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107535544850930797</id><published>2004-01-29T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T13:52:59.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood Chillin' Craves ...I stayed up till 1.30 at night to do my speech and I woke up at 6 in the morning to go to school. During P.E, I felt pain in my chest while running, along with some dizzy spell and a cramp, so I didn't play basketball. Maybe it's the Seafood Medley with White Wine from last night's that I ate this morning. Alchohol...bleh.Later I have tuition, and I still have a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107535544850930797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107535544850930797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107535544850930797' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107520803702078418</id><published>2004-01-27T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T20:56:05.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood Drawn Craves A moment's rest...Add Maths gives me cardiac arrest. Everytime the teacher says something new, I get even more confused and end up...well, tearing my hair off my head.I'm feeling stressed now. Here are the list of things I need to do for THIS WEEK:-Produce a script for the Drama Competition-Write a speech for my Public Speaking auditions-Understand ADD MATHS!GOODNESS! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107520803702078418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107520803702078418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107520803702078418' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107500215327981301</id><published>2004-01-25T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T11:44:38.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood SleepyCraves Less TUITION!I did my homework till midnight last night and I started around 8 p.m. I just woke up! It's 11.30 now! Wow, I'm so hardworking! =PI have my English essay and my Malay essay to go, together with my literature homework, which is only due this THURSDAY. And, there's tuition homework. So, it's back to slugging over homework today.Anyway, English is just a bunch of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107500215327981301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107500215327981301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107500215327981301' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107494263652790567</id><published>2004-01-24T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T19:12:41.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood OkayCraves NothingI just ate the whole day. I'm bloated! I had Hi-Tea at Mutiara KL. Yeah...I have a ton of homework to finish since I'm such a sluggard. =( I feel like I'm going to die now...The holiday blues are finally on me. Darn!See ya later, people. I'm going to check my mail, and do my essay.Ta! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107494263652790567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107494263652790567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107494263652790567' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107482706477331256</id><published>2004-01-23T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T11:06:28.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood SadCraves Boo-Hoo!I'm talking to Jonathan now. Goodness, he's leaving tommorow for Australia. He says he's coming back next January, which is an awful long time. *sighs. Jonathan the Class Clown has been relegated to Jonathan, Ex-Classmate. I'm going to my Grandma's later and Tiger's coming along. Tigs vomited yesterday, wonder what in the world is wrong with her. My stomach is growling</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107482706477331256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107482706477331256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107482706477331256' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107477836462116780</id><published>2004-01-22T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T21:34:46.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood FullCraves NothingI'm rather content now, since I'm practically half awake. Spent the whole day bingeing at Sam's house today, eating this and that, up and down. Quite a nice way to spend the first day of the Chinese New Year, right? Dad gave me a thousand bucks to put in the bank and mum handed me an RM50 angpao. Those were the only two angpao's I bothered to open. I'm not going to use </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107477836462116780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107477836462116780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107477836462116780' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107467238533220370</id><published>2004-01-21T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T16:08:26.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood FreakedCraves I Don't KnowErnest seems to relish the fact that his forwarded e-mails of freakish pictures really effect one's thoughts. God! It's Chinese New Year for goodness sake. It's supposed to be taboo!Anyways, I'm not going back to my hometown this year. Actually, I left the house around 11 something this morning and at the Genting junction my Dad said that the car wasn't really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107467238533220370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107467238533220370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107467238533220370' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107460489022723425</id><published>2004-01-20T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T21:23:29.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood LOL-ishCraves ...Lately I have been saying LOL alot! It's rather annoying, but somehow it got stuck to my tongue. Like Gua Niah, result of an overly enthusiastic lesson in the "Separation Of Sentences", literally, in Bahasa Melayu.Turns out there was no tuition and I was stuck here in the room for 3 hours, moping about. What fun! Thank goodness I called Bhavani before I actually stepped </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107460489022723425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107460489022723425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107460489022723425' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107458321040748762</id><published>2004-01-20T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T15:22:09.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood Holiday-ish!Craves No HomeworkIt's the Chinese New Year holidays! For about 5 days, ONLY! The education minister is so cheapskate nowadays!Anyways, this is going to be rather short.I have tons of homework and teacher's are really pushing us to the extreme. I have tuition later (Add Maths)...LOL! And I suppose I have to pay LOTS of attention to it, otherwise...don't hope for the A's to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107458321040748762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107458321040748762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107458321040748762' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107446100056085785</id><published>2004-01-19T05:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T05:25:17.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood FatiguedCraves FoodIt's 5.10am Monday morning and I'm wide awake, staring at the computer screen. There's something wrong with my sleeping pattern, I suppose.Suddenly I get about 12 messages in Friendster. Someone explain? It's weird!I think the holidays are starting on Wednesday because the reunion dinner is on Wednesday night. So I think they have to give us Chinese some time to cross</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107446100056085785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107446100056085785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107446100056085785' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107432006030692224</id><published>2004-01-17T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T14:16:15.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood Mildly IrritatedCraves ...I'm feel like I'm being interogated right now. I'm not very fond of nosey people who seem to think that I use super-imposed photos and post them on the net.Anyways, I think our class ROCKS! We're just HYPOCRITES, not what we seem and basically, a horrendous bunch of teenagers to the bone. Adilians! Haha! It seems ironic that I would be so proud to be part of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107432006030692224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107432006030692224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107432006030692224' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107420548341114369</id><published>2004-01-16T06:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T06:26:36.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood SleepyCraves To Go Back To SleepHidey-Ho, it's one of those early blog days where I blog at 6.15 in the morning! *yawnWeird dream of the day: Suddenly I get hooked up with this god-knows-who guy who's absolutely...erm...rebellious and not to mention rather adorable. And, I hold some buffet party thing where my best friends are invited? (Well, I DID have a buffet 'thing' with Steff and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107420548341114369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107420548341114369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107420548341114369' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107417018632935429</id><published>2004-01-15T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T20:38:18.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood Okay...Craves WHAT elseLet me start off by saying how sucky Mod Maths is. It sucks! There, I have it announced to the rest of the world! MOD MATHS, mind you. Our teacher is the worst on earth and Bhavani has named her: owl. Lol! Only the Adil-ians would get this, but, here goes: MEANINGFUL NUMBERS SUCK! Hehe...I am wicked!I'm going to add Sue Mae into my links' list. And yeah, Steff, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107417018632935429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107417018632935429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107417018632935429' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107403275775348180</id><published>2004-01-14T06:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T06:27:48.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood Half AsleepCraves More Sleep...I just woke up and decided to have a go at the computer since there's nothing much to do around the house at this hour, anyways. The time now is 6.10 am.I had some bugging dream about me being some immortal renegade. Sheesh! God only knows how many dozen times have I got killed during that period of REM. Lately, I have been sleeping long enough for REM to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107403275775348180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107403275775348180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107403275775348180' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107399810828089365</id><published>2004-01-13T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T20:50:17.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood AnnoyedCraves For Blogger To 'Bugger Off'I just HAD to quote from Steph. It deleted my post that I took rather long to type out and now I have to fume my way through the main points AGAIN.Today was a tiring day, yada, yada. I had to stay in the stupid uniform for 12 hours. For school, Choir AGM and Add Maths tuition after that. I was so grimy after that. Lets not go into details, shall </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107399810828089365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107399810828089365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107399810828089365' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107378927054649290</id><published>2004-01-11T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T10:48:10.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood G'MorningCraves Solution To Add Maths ProblemWent for dinner in Tanjung Malim last night, which took up about 2 hours of travelling in my Dad's stupid Cefiro, which was REALLY crammed up...the Estima was deemed unsafe for the time being. Consumed about 2 1/2 bowls of sharksfin soup (that's why I can never be a marine biologist) and ordered 7 dishes which was STILL not enough for the 5 of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107378927054649290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107378927054649290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107378927054649290' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107371415515351088</id><published>2004-01-10T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T13:58:21.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood ProcrastinatingCraves You guessed it...no tuition!Today is the first Saturday of the school year. *sighs. A time that I usually dread because the procrastination bug would set into my system and my homework would be left undone till Sunday afternoon, and I would be grumbling and mumbling about the load while half-heartedly scribbling nonsense. I am a big fat perfectionist...(ask my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107371415515351088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107371415515351088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107371415515351088' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107364801194167533</id><published>2004-01-09T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T19:33:51.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NEW LAYOUT! As if I have to tell it to your face...=P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107364801194167533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107364801194167533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107364801194167533' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107363619546688513</id><published>2004-01-09T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T16:16:55.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood MourningCraves NO TUITION and Ko-KurikulumToday is a day of mourning for me. Dress in black and put on the veils, people cause the Sea-Monkeys of house 80, BU**/* (censored!) have disappeared. It all started with a call from my sister while I was strolling along 1 Utama after school. She reported the demise of my tankful of Sea-Monkeys. (It's not actually MY Sea-Monkeys, but my brother's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107363619546688513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107363619546688513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107363619546688513' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107346155520242395</id><published>2004-01-07T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T15:46:14.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood BlahCraves No tuitionAdd maths is definately trying. It taxes your brain to the point of insanity. And I'm saying that when I'm still stuck in the first chapter. Wonder what will happen by the middle of the year. *sweats!Anyways, I have BM tuition tommorow at USJ, which is rather far from home. I don't think I'm looking forward to it. God, it's 3 hours per session!I would have to say </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107346155520242395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107346155520242395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107346155520242395' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107328843819264190</id><published>2004-01-05T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T15:40:56.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood TiredCraves PeaceFirst day of school. Yada, yada... No biggie, right? You're supposed to have the time of your life trying to get a grip on the new year and talk, talk, talk while you get comfortable with the new surroundings...but, the stereotyped First Day Of School doesn't include scary teachers who scare us into thinking there's some great big Public Exam waiting for us at the end of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107328843819264190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107328843819264190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107328843819264190' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107311389030311482</id><published>2004-01-03T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T15:11:48.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood DepressedCraves Pencil Box and No TUITION!I really abhor tuitions...If only I can be genius enough like Tim Weng and stay home forever, watching Chinese Serial Movies and studying when the time comes, by myself. =(Anyways, I'm doing custom layouts. And my head is spinning around...I haven't touched HTML in a million years. Yikes!My mum is making me go for a thousand tuitions and I doubt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107311389030311482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107311389030311482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107311389030311482' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107302303545735849</id><published>2004-01-02T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T13:57:33.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh yeah, some one remind me to update the links once I get my layout up. Correction, if I get my layout up. =DAnyways, go visit Darren and tell him that the layout looks beautiful. *grins. See ya'll! Peter Pan calls for me! Ta!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107302303545735849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107302303545735849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107302303545735849' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107302252021785190</id><published>2004-01-02T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T13:48:58.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood UnartisticCraves (Pathetically...) Pencil CaseGoing to watch Peter Pan later, at One Utama. It's like, the 5th time in the week that I've been up and about the shopping scene near my house. Darn. Anyways, Newsflash...all tuitions are to be resumed starting tommorow. Ouch, that's got to hurt. I really abhor tuitions, especially the one that brings me across the state to Port Klang. Sheesh</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107302252021785190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107302252021785190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107302252021785190' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107292667650980266</id><published>2004-01-01T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T11:11:34.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood MissingCraves A Pencil CaseFirst things first...Happy New Year to all. 2003 has been a wonderful year and I shall never ever forget it. All happy things have to come to an end. *sigh. Considering all the glorious achievements and experiences, I still have to face the fact that I have to embrace the new year. I'm praying that it'll be as great as this year. But, who am I to speak? Life is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107292667650980266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107292667650980266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107292667650980266' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107287962301515991</id><published>2003-12-31T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T22:07:20.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WELCOME THE NEW YEAR!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107287962301515991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107287962301515991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107287962301515991' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107287209232969478</id><published>2003-12-31T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T20:01:50.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood Okay...Craves Emm...a PENCIL CASE!I GOT STRAIGHT A'SMan, I cannot believe it! I was crying and I was screaming at the same time. I didn't know WHAT TO THINK! It's EXTREMELY impossible for me, Yi-Bin to get 7A's...I actually passed my BM oral exams. Haha! Except for one B, my oral examination slip is well endowed with A's! Yippee! And, I went shopping yesterday, with Jing...and treated</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107287209232969478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107287209232969478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107287209232969478' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107265906632287928</id><published>2003-12-29T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T08:51:22.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood IgnoramusCraves My A's...duh!Shit! I'm going to be late! And...according to my horoscope, it's going to be pretty bad. So, *ahem, as usual I shall be singing my "Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life" to kill the bad vibes. *snorts.I have resigned myself to fate. I shall take it as it comes. I shall not stand at my grave and weep, for I am not yet dead.Nonsensical ramblings, eh? I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107265906632287928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107265906632287928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107265906632287928' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107258481281214359</id><published>2003-12-28T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T12:13:49.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood AWFUL!Craves As many A's as Heaven will allow...I FEEL DREADFUL! The results are coming out tommorow and I do not know how I can face the fact that I'm NEVER EVER going to get Straight A's! AGH! Curse me...Farewell and pray for me...I'm TOO broken to blog.Ta.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107258481281214359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107258481281214359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107258481281214359' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107224360848401867</id><published>2003-12-24T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-24T13:27:04.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood DreadfulCraves Not sure...I'm so uncertain now. It's X'mas Eve and I'm not sure I want to face the fact that this glorious year is going to end soon. Reality is harsh. My site, XTERTIA, is still stagnant...waiting for it's layout...which I am rushing to finish now. I'm an idiotic fool who loves everything to be PERFECTLY exact, so this is going to take a long time. ='(I think I'm going </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107224360848401867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107224360848401867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107224360848401867' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107215532280309958</id><published>2003-12-23T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T12:55:37.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood AlrightCraves A layout?To all who wish to view my unopened site, especially MIN *giggles, you can find it at: http://xtertia.black-glitter.org. =DLOTR ROCKS! *grins. Well, I would say the start wasn't very interesting...rather draggish, for me. But, man, the battle scenes are AWESOME! =D I am a 'battle scene with medieval men and odd creatures' fan. GOD, they are GOOD. REALLY GOOD! Whee!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107215532280309958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107215532280309958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107215532280309958' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107206151982139114</id><published>2003-12-22T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T10:52:15.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood Yippee!?Craves Err...Basically, I turn on the comp this morning and YAY, I get to blab on how fun my trip to Aussie is! YAY! Roller coasters and food are my favourite topics! =D *wink. Other than LOTR of course. But don't mention a THING about it till 6.30 pm sharp today. AHH!!Anyways, today is the day I get my first dose of ol' Pete's magnificent work. Ol' Pete, that's what Steff called</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107206151982139114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107206151982139114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107206151982139114' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107201013508448990</id><published>2003-12-21T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T20:35:49.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood OkayCraves NothingJust came back from dinner. I gorged myself with udang galah in this thick sweet sauce slathered all over it. Took me quite some time to realise that half of my face was covered in the black sauce and flecked with bits of prawn shells. The worst part was we were seated at the entrance, where there was this wedding procession thing going on...the typical Chinese thing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107201013508448990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107201013508448990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107201013508448990' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107197512453762547</id><published>2003-12-21T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T10:52:19.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood AwakeCraves Good resultsI think possibly it's time to go and change layouts. Opinion? Change or not to change, that is the question.I'm sort of in a rut here, concerning Greymatter. I HAVE installed it but now I have TONS of problems with the templates. And they all look so weirdish, to me...So, HELP!!! =D It's one of the reasons I can't put up my site...GREYMATTER! Ugh!Anyways, I went </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107197512453762547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107197512453762547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107197512453762547' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107183762140183106</id><published>2003-12-19T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T20:40:35.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood Migraine-yCraves I'm content right now, thank you very much...So Hotmail is back and I have one request for a custom-made blog. So I shall set about  to do it...=D. Work to do! Yay! It's been quite some time since I saw some work for me to focus on.I bought tickets for ROTK. Yippee! So I'm going with my mum to watch it on Monday! =D Now I'm happy... And my Dad wants to watch it, so I'll </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107183762140183106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107183762140183106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107183762140183106' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107174740504784316</id><published>2003-12-18T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T19:36:59.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood YAYCraves TICKETS, as usualHotmail is back! Yay! I can read my mails now! =D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107174740504784316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107174740504784316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107174740504784316' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107174213663785543</id><published>2003-12-18T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T18:09:11.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood SadCraves TICKETSI don't want to go over the whole ROTK issue again. It makes me either boiling mad or freaked out to the bone...=PCheer today was rather dismal since our captain didn't appear. So we sat there the whole day and attempted stunting, which turned out BAD and we tried some ballet, which was absolutely hilarious. I'm still very afraid of the results. I don't think I can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107174213663785543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107174213663785543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107174213663785543' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107165757943249670</id><published>2003-12-17T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T18:39:53.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood DisturbedCraves ROTK tickets...Saddam is captured, the news is everywhere. Such a shocking fall from grace! Anyways, I'm still denied my ROTK tickets and I'm willing to commit murder to get them. Disclaimer: This is not an advertisement for those who wish to seek my services for some assasination in return for my much-yearned tickets.One Utama Plus is now open, and it's HUGE. My feet </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107165757943249670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107165757943249670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107165757943249670' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107148346000703746</id><published>2003-12-15T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T18:17:53.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood BlahCraves I don't know...I'm half sure that this post won't turn up on Blogger. Sheesh.I have been up to the same old stuff since the last post. =D. Nothing better to do than wait for impending doom, eh? *sighThe whole cheer thing is going on just fine. I think the routine's rather cool to start with. Though I'm still not so sure about the stunting part. Most of us aren't built for the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107148346000703746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107148346000703746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107148346000703746' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107085247802188866</id><published>2003-12-08T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T11:01:29.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood OkayCraves decent tutorial on GreymatterI think I have given up on Blogskins already. Bah! All my designs are shot right back to zero and have dissapeared into thin air. Damn! Anyway, I posted a Deviation yesterday. It started out as my layout but as I edited it here and there it got real stupid looking and I decided that it could only be good enough to look at and be an artwork on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107085247802188866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107085247802188866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107085247802188866' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107077065347131529</id><published>2003-12-07T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-07T12:27:16.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood Oddly ReminiscentCraves the pastAha. It's another one of those I LOVE THE PAST moments. Tada! I just remembered my ex-journal's URL (not giving it out, of course!) and surfed right there, checking out old me and what I was up to then. Hehe. I am a foolish person. Perhaps I shall quote myself when I find something adequate. Blah.Mum's gonna cook Seafood Medley later. Her Yam Cake was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107077065347131529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107077065347131529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107077065347131529' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107068132418379087</id><published>2003-12-06T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T11:28:55.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood Humph!Craves nothing momentarily...Having a weird blockage in my head lately. Yes, another one of those artistic no-no days. Yada, yada, yada...Personally, I think the Disney On Ice show was not worth watching. Because, for one, there was hardly any leg space, unless you were sitting right at the front, where you could be occasionally blocked by some of the skaters that occasionally sit </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107068132418379087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107068132418379087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107068132418379087' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107059569369828790</id><published>2003-12-05T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T11:41:44.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood OkayCraves for my Jing to get hostedI'm fine. The weather's good and the birds are chirpy. *rolls eyes. And I slept till 11 this morning. Even then, I found it hard to get my head up from the pillow. Funny how one no-sleep night can effect your day. I was practically dozing off by the time I got home from piano lessons around 3 in the afternoon. I'm going to do the layout of my new site </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107059569369828790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107059569369828790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107059569369828790' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107054231295377496</id><published>2003-12-04T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T20:52:03.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood IrritatedCraves for Blogger to go and die...Basically, what in the world is wrong with Blogger? Why won't it just publish to posts as they are? It has happened before, and will happen (and IS happening) time and time again. Does everybody suffer the same fate as I do, or is it I who have the most rotten luck to deal with this kind of petty problems?Anyways and anyhows, I have come up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107054231295377496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107054231295377496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107054231295377496' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107052973667231839</id><published>2003-12-04T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T17:22:27.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood YAY! Craves to have a suitable name for my site!I GOT HOSTED!Ohmigosh, people these days are truly nice! I just sent an e-mail to Allison here and she replied saying that she'll host me! WOW! Yay! I'm getting hosted!Problem is, I have no idea what to name it...Cheer Practice was fun. Of course, we did nothing much but learn one easy-peasy move and sat around talking, barefooted, in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107052973667231839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107052973667231839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107052973667231839' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107044212887928321</id><published>2003-12-03T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T17:02:19.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood Good Craves to be hosted!Mum dragged me and my siblings out to One Utama just now with the promise of yummy delights from Strudels. Anyway, spent quite some time lounging there with a KLue Magazine in hand. It was rather refreshing, really. I read an article in that little known mag about The Return Of the King and Matrix Revolutions. There was this part I liked, which described Aragorn.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107044212887928321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107044212887928321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107044212887928321' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107042750022641744</id><published>2003-12-03T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T12:58:30.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whee! Everything is now A-Ok! Enjoy the new layout, peeps! Took me a day to finish it...:p! Ta!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107042750022641744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107042750022641744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107042750022641744' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107042484809108947</id><published>2003-12-03T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T12:14:18.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood Rather TouchedCraves  for Blogger to get better!NEW LAYOUT EVERYBODY!Took me quite some time to get it fixed up thanks to my perfectionist streak...gah! You know...Somehow or rather, Blogger has taken to publishing posts one day late. I do not understand why. It's REALLY dumb and irritating!Anyways, I'm listening to this really nice Midi playing on one of the sites I surfed to. Turns </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107042484809108947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107042484809108947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107042484809108947' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107033397975745834</id><published>2003-12-02T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T10:59:50.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mood OddDecided to cut out the "Music" part since I don't listen to anything in particular nowadays. It doesn't make sense. My last post didn't appear on my blog. What in the world is going on here? Is there some kinda conspiracy to keep me out of the Cyber World or something like that? I have a ton of work to do now. First, get a layout. Second, submit a Deviation. Third, get a layout for my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107033397975745834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107033397975745834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107033397975745834' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-107026574209281971</id><published>2003-12-01T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T16:02:32.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood Irritated...AAGH!Music NoneMy comp has been rebooted AGAIN! And god knows why did my previous post go missing without a trace! Why is everything so bugged up!!!Gotta go straighten up some things. Blog later when everything's more settled!Love to all who commented! Ta!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107026574209281971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/107026574209281971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107026574209281971' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106998657028566295</id><published>2003-11-28T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T10:29:39.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood HazyMusic NothingBefore I begin my daily rants let me thank min and euphe...for commenting!? Yeah, I find some odd ways to thank people for doing things...goodness knows why. The dripping has cleared off anyway. HAPPY BELATED B'DAY, STEFF! I called you yesterday. You were out to the market. :P! Didn't get to call you after that cause I was out with my brother. Anyways, when can I give </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106998657028566295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106998657028566295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106998657028566295' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106983395157496958</id><published>2003-11-26T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T16:06:00.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood IrritatedMusic Water Dripping :P!My room is infiltrated by some sopping water coming from the bloody neighbours house. How did it get there? Well, the stupid gits left the air-conditioner running in the room and then went off for some big fat vacation. And there's some darned problem with the pipelines and hence the water seeps through the concrete and ends up in my house, in my room on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106983395157496958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106983395157496958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106983395157496958' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106966354758027698</id><published>2003-11-24T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T16:45:55.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood AnnoyedMusic NothingI truly DESPISE when the stupid Bandwidth thing goes over the limit! People just DO NOT KNOW that such things really KILL. BLEH!Anyways, to my JING No, I have not forgotten you yet. I think it's just a bad bad case of tiada jodoh. *grins. STEFF's birthday is soon! Thursday, yup? Nowadays I do nothing much but just eat, TRY to sleep and watch TV. There's the whole </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106966354758027698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106966354758027698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106966354758027698' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106956477674788909</id><published>2003-11-23T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T12:08:32.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood OKMusic Some WEIRD Singing...I've been surfing around websites and SUDDENLY some really horrendous song pops up on my speaker...*shivers.Been talking to CYN. She's gotten into that vain situation already! Hahah! Hard to believe, but it's true. Parents are flying out of the window nowadays, or aptly...TODAY. One's going for some wedding and the other is making up some kind of new </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106956477674788909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106956477674788909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106956477674788909' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106949434563112138</id><published>2003-11-22T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T17:45:52.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood UpliftedMusic My Own Singing (Breathe - Michelle Branch)So I have been degraded to singing to myself! How nice! Problem is, I have this breathy, hardly coherent voice that tends to change depth every few seconds...there it goes again...*squawk! Ugh! Not to mention that I keep on singing the SAME OLD LINES!Went to 1 U again today, for brunch in some Japanese Restaurant. Food sucked </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106949434563112138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106949434563112138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106949434563112138' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106939342068417050</id><published>2003-11-21T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T13:43:47.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood RelaxedMusic NothingWoah! I slept at midnight last night. Man, am I drowsy! Stayed up talking to this classmate of mine who's flying of to China...today!? Ugh, my memory is horrid.Mum and the siblings went of shopping, AGAIN. I'm hoping that Subway is open at 1 Utama. I really like the sandwiches!Mmm...I'm almost finishing my book. Yeah, the Wheel Of Time series. Those THICK wads of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106939342068417050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106939342068417050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106939342068417050' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106933917887370787</id><published>2003-11-20T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T22:39:45.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood SleepyMusic NothingTemporary layout up. Can't bear to look at my Passionfruit one any longer!Press F11 to view the layout PROPERLY. Or else it'll look stupid. The content has been moved to Geocities. So click the link above that says CONTENT to get to the codes for fanlistings/cliques and the links to you people. And I added a comment 'thing' so you can just drop me a message if you want</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106933917887370787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106933917887370787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106933917887370787' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106931439695972572</id><published>2003-11-20T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T15:46:43.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] I Don't Know[Listenin' 2] Harder To Breathe - Maroon 5In case you're all wondering why I suddenly spew odd sentences, it happens very frequently...And yeah, I was annoyed at something...not EXTREMELY annoyed, well, not YET. I usually do that to release tension...haha! By now you people should know to be aware of your footing if you want to stand next to me...Yeah, I'm weird!Right </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106931439695972572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106931439695972572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106931439695972572' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106923838107521612</id><published>2003-11-19T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T18:39:47.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Annoyed[Listenin' 2] NothingThere are times where you just KNOW that someone is taking a piece of you and you don't need solid proof to see why you're wrong. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106923838107521612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106923838107521612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106923838107521612' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106903433498250114</id><published>2003-11-17T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T09:59:01.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Good[Listenin' 2] I'm Like A Bird - Nelly FurtadoHad a rather odd dream last night. Well, I call it odd cause I hardly dream nowadays. I seem to have partial insomnia or something like that. There are days where I can't even have a wink of sleep and I get up at 4 to mope about the house like some Bag Lady...hehe! My bro was on newspaper yesterday. Sadly they mispelled his name. Grrr</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106903433498250114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106903433498250114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106903433498250114' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106887931791412173</id><published>2003-11-15T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T14:55:23.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Troubled!?[Listenin' 2] NothingI went over to 1 Utama this morning with my mum, sis and bro. She managed to drag me out of the house and into the shopping center, kudos to her for that. Did nothing much but mope up and down the place and stare at the ground. I believe I forgot how to walk...:P! I haven't been wearing heels for quite some time now, you know. So I could say I was a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106887931791412173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106887931791412173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106887931791412173' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106863113673778035</id><published>2003-11-12T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T17:59:01.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Close To Tears[Listenin' 2] Nothing (As Usual)I was forced to clean up my space(s): my ex-room, now converted to my place of refuge and my study table. My mum set us off to that task as soon as she was awake enough to order people around.As usual, I had to throw out whatever junk I had, and I have ALOT of those...papers, ex-test papers, passed around notes, flyers, rulesheets etc...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106863113673778035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106863113673778035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106863113673778035' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106852276545616755</id><published>2003-11-11T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T11:52:49.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Proud[Listenin' 2] NothingI'm SO PROUD of my JING! She's managed to make a layout in blogskins.com, named Disco Fever. It's PINK, as usual, but HEY! I like Pink! Ah! So proud!!! It's lovely!Anyway, I'll be making Sam a nice pink lily and buttterfly skin! And, YAY! She's coming to KL!!!Okay, gonna get my layout up, soon! TA!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106852276545616755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106852276545616755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106852276545616755' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106843763521273523</id><published>2003-11-10T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T12:13:59.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Calm[Listenin' 2] NothingI seem to be listening to NOTHING at all lately. It's Faint or NOTHING...Weird ol' me!I placed up another skin...Purple this time...Featuring none but a horrendous pic of Hilary Duff...*bleh. Turned out to be a BAD-BAD idea...So I'm gonna place some options for those poor souls who are half frightened to death by that gruesome face...hehe!Anyways, I've been</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106843763521273523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106843763521273523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106843763521273523' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106834431814266589</id><published>2003-11-09T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T10:18:42.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Collected[Listenin' 2] Faint - Linkin ParkChecked into BlogSkins today, to check up on how my skin was doing. Seems to be doing rather well...at this point in time...Here's the rundown:-27 Downloads (so far...) I loaded it around 8-9p.m last night...-Steff commented....hahah! That's an achievement...How's the studying going on?-My overall rating is 5/5 stars...-I feel my karma </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106834431814266589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106834431814266589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106834431814266589' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106829163074812193</id><published>2003-11-08T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T19:40:34.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Proud[Listenin' 2] NothingHehe! Time to brag about my latest achievement...Well, I've been feeling rather charitable lately so I decided to make a layout for other people. No...my friends are perfectly well-endowed with HTML skills and what-not...So I made a layout for BlogSkins.Com and shared it with the world.If you want to check it out go to BlogSkins.Com (go to the link on top!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106829163074812193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106829163074812193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106829163074812193' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106825875097341567</id><published>2003-11-08T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T10:32:34.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Relaxed[Listenin' 2] NothingSo it seems that impish Jing &lt;3 has decided to switch URL's without telling me. No wonder I keep on peering into her blog and see NO changes at all...Humph!Anyway, miss ya tons! Tell me when they whisk off to Korea! I'll drag you over to my house and force you to sit with me, admiring the scenery. Then I can have the chance to stuff you with Mash Potatoes</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106825875097341567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106825875097341567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106825875097341567' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106825783331350991</id><published>2003-11-08T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T10:17:17.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Sleepy[Listenin' 2] NothingJust woke up about 5 minutes ago. Trying to skive off BM tuition today...Mum's trying to make me call the teacher to find out whether there's classes today. Obviously, there ALWAYS are...that teacher is blasted out of his head. TOO HARDWORKING! *sigh...Anyway, I tried to blog yesterday and give the rundown of the events that JUST had to happen on my way </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106825783331350991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106825783331350991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106825783331350991' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106799656169914458</id><published>2003-11-05T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T09:42:44.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Heavy-Hearted[Listenin' 2] The Rose - Bette MidlerI'm in a Internet Cafe in The Oasis Shopping Mall, just a monorail ride away from my hotel. But my dad chose to dump me, my mum and my bro here while he and my sis take a drive to Surfers Paradise for some beach action.I'm going home tommorow. Feeling rather sad over that thought. Aussie is fantastic! The people are so friendly and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106799656169914458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106799656169914458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106799656169914458' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106784049395410783</id><published>2003-11-03T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T14:21:36.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Okay...[Listenin' 2] NothingI'm in the Pacific Fair right now, just mulling about after one big day of shopping.So I imagine NOBODY's missing me right now...According to the number of comments I've got so far...I'll be back on Thursday. I'm staying at the Conrad Jupiters right now. 5 star hotel, that is....Okay, gotta go enjoy my Mango Frappe. The food is delicious!TA!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106784049395410783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106784049395410783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106784049395410783' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106751590096184579</id><published>2003-10-30T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T20:11:34.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Settled[Listenin' 2] NothingToday was the last day of school. Except I wasn't there at school to mourn about it. Got stuck at the doc's for 2 hours. Have no time to explain why...I'll do it another day.Just here to say that I'm leaving on the 9 am flight for Brisbane tommorow. So don't expect much updates from me. Although I'll try my best and blog while over there.Yay! Finally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106751590096184579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106751590096184579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106751590096184579' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106739223206081174</id><published>2003-10-29T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T09:50:32.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Thoughtful[Listenin' 2] Faint - Linkin ParkJust woke up. Having nasal problems. Can't breathe at all. Had some disturbing dreams last night. Not nightmares, just dreams. Can't seem to collect my thoughts. Weird. It happens rather often. Don't quite like the feel of it. Seems like one of those hidden message dreams, but I can't decipher what it meant.Anyway, Mum's bugging me to get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106739223206081174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106739223206081174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106739223206081174' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106732202990762629</id><published>2003-10-28T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T14:20:30.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Drowsy[Listenin' 2] Construction Noise Next DoorBasically my computer crashed last Thursday, leaving me stranded in the house with nothing to do and DEAD BORED. The computer came back to life yesterday, with the technician bearing news that I was to find all my files and folders and what-not GONE. So you can imagine how devastated I am. I have to totally go over everything from </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106732202990762629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106732202990762629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106732202990762629' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106689525338026815</id><published>2003-10-23T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T15:47:33.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Lonely[Listenin' 2] World Filled With Love - Craig DavidI've been thinking...how fast this year's past. It seemed like yesterday when I was dreading the first day of school. Then you get a sort of time warp feeling when you just breeze through the first few days, feeling kinda lost cause of the time difference and then the next thing you know you're swept up in a maelstrom of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106689525338026815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106689525338026815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106689525338026815' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106689264493542584</id><published>2003-10-23T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T15:04:05.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Accomplished[Listenin' 2] Senorita - Justin TimberlakeI've added the comments button back again...it's at the bottom of every post...hehe! Now you can comment on my rantings and I can feel proud that I have irritated the world with my thoughts.So, we're definately going to Brisbane...Now my mum is trying to get the flight one day earlier, on the 30th so we can fly out at midnite. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106689264493542584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106689264493542584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106689264493542584' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106687871728479825</id><published>2003-10-23T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T11:11:57.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Neutral[Listenin' 2] It's About Time - LillixMorning call at 10:40 am by mum who wanted to know what kind of batteries were out of stock in the household...hehe. Some kind of wake up call...But then again, hidden between those long-long perky sentences of hers (obviously she's been awake since 8 in the morning...), were those words: "We're going...so wake up and stop being SO dead!".</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106687871728479825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106687871728479825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106687871728479825' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106680882862791488</id><published>2003-10-22T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T15:47:08.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Snivelly[Listenin' 2] Numb - Linkin' ParkI'm just sitting here, sweating buckets...so I switched on the air-conditioner. If you haven't noticed, I blog crap.My MSN Messenger is flooded with people. People from school, most of them. 3/4 of the people are lost in the midst of Tibia (some game...) and 2 of my friends are bugging me with messages...especially BRIAN! I went back to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106680882862791488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106680882862791488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106680882862791488' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106674646913681636</id><published>2003-10-21T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T22:27:59.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Tired[Listenin' 2] Sarah BrightmanMy Dad's home. I'm waiting to know whether we can go to Brisbane next Friday or not. I think it's high time we took a nice long family trip together...OVERSEAS. The last time we went out of this country was about a year ago? I think so...ah, New Zealand! Land of the Long White Cloud. I had my LOTR in my hands when we took those scenic drives up and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106674646913681636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106674646913681636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106674646913681636' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106674605319266713</id><published>2003-10-21T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T22:21:16.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Drained[Listenin' 2] Sarah BrightmanI'm dead beat. I see stars in front of my irises. They seem to be randomly fusing into each other like some odd droplet of water on top of a water lily pad. Fatigue is taking it's toll on me I presume. Odd thing is, I have been rested well and fed well enough. My stomach is stuffed with all the cookies in the world...Supposedly it's nature's way </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106674605319266713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106674605319266713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106674605319266713' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106673825109125100</id><published>2003-10-21T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T20:10:51.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Feel Like Going To Brisbane Rather Badly...</title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Hopeful!?[Listenin' 2] Humming...again!I think I'm getting onto that holidaying mood cause I can't stand the whole construction thing around my house and the fact that THERE'S NOTHING MUCH TO DO IN SCHOOL.Plus, I haven't been to Australia for quite a long time now and I kind of miss it. I have been there twice already, excluding this trip, IF I go...Basically, I am just RANTING </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106673825109125100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106673825109125100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106673825109125100' title='Why I Feel Like Going To Brisbane Rather Badly...'/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106673380828759792</id><published>2003-10-21T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T18:56:47.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feelin'] Satisfied[Listenin' 2] Humming of the ComputerWow! I've finished my coding. Everything is up and running and perfectly well...Even got the date to go like I wanted it too...I like this colour! Reminds me of the flowers and fruits at my old house. Some tropical garden it was. Ok, now I shall officially announce that my blog is up and running...divert the people from my ex-blog and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106673380828759792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106673380828759792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106673380828759792' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106673119078657209</id><published>2003-10-21T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T18:13:10.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am ALMOST done. Joined a few fanlistings along the way...1. Pirate Love: A Pirates of the Carribean Fanlisting. I like the button! Jack Sparrow rocks! 2. Legolas Fans: Obviously, I'm a Legolas fan! 3. Mermaid @ Heart: My fascination with Mermaids hasn't stopped...although I really don't like going into the ocean. I hate fish...Ok...time to hit the publish button and see what turns up...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106673119078657209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106673119078657209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106673119078657209' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918180.post-106672679122383013</id><published>2003-10-21T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T16:59:50.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pray this comes out well!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106672679122383013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918180/posts/default/106672679122383013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vexaltious.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106672679122383013' title=''/><author><name>B</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
