<?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-12451862</id><updated>2011-07-28T20:22:56.321+08:00</updated><category term='irritating people'/><category term='A new beginning and the Transformers review'/><category term='Paradise eternity'/><category term='Life'/><category term='stalker'/><category term='Buffet'/><category term='the poems'/><category term='phone calls'/><category term='Japanese'/><category term='A dilemma with prose'/><category term='Food'/><title type='text'>La vie dans le ciel - Life in Heaven</title><subtitle type='html'>Diary of the Lost Guardian of the Stars.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-4374856308812410294</id><published>2009-11-19T17:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T17:03:40.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~New face~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>Ah hell, I'll just port a new XML Template. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-4374856308812410294?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/4374856308812410294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=4374856308812410294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/4374856308812410294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/4374856308812410294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-face.html' title='▪ - ~New face~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-6857130116616972351</id><published>2009-11-19T16:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T16:29:35.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~Twitter~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>Follow me on twitter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/xLadyzStarx"&gt;http://twitter.com/xLadyzStarx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-6857130116616972351?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/6857130116616972351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=6857130116616972351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/6857130116616972351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/6857130116616972351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2009/11/twitter.html' title='▪ - 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Will be on Hiatus for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writers block and human blockage if you know what I mean. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-9107851973448841410?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/9107851973448841410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=9107851973448841410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/9107851973448841410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/9107851973448841410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2009/11/on-hiatus.html' title='▪ - ~On Hiatus~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-4037101930264391162</id><published>2009-04-24T19:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T19:50:30.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~Life in heaven or...~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Well, it's been ages since I last blogged. Freaking freaking busy. I guess I'll start again soon. There's so much happening, so much to talk about. Speaking of which, there's some places to review, some poems to spill... If there's even any one reading this. Well cept for... hmm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Oh well's keeping this place on tab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Tata'z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-4037101930264391162?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/4037101930264391162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=4037101930264391162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/4037101930264391162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/4037101930264391162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2009/04/life-in-heaven-or.html' title='▪ - ~Life in heaven or...~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-4133136692936433455</id><published>2008-09-12T20:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T22:17:35.612+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stalker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='irritating people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone calls'/><title type='text'>▪ - ~On Hindsight~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I was one of those unfortunate souls who suffered the imbecile advances of some mysterious stalker for a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll recount the story, considering I'm quite curious to find out what happened to this bugger. Perhaps I didn't update a website forum which I suspect he frequented. I'm curious to know who this pig is anyway, he'll die a horrible death when I find him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god the Singtel staff were a gem on this, I couldn't say for the cunningly shrewd billing of so-called free &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:Wireless@SG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wireless@SG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; though. That will be a story for another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to this "Micheal" Guy as he called himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year or so ago, this Micheal had called up claiming to be an interested customer to buy my darling's automotive product. I had dutifully entertained him and listening to his queries as I've always been doing. Half way into the conversation, he started asking me personal questions like; if I'd be free to meet him for a date. Thinking it was just harmless small talk, I replied that dates would usually entail meeting not just 1 but 2 persons. He changed the subject, asking if I was interested to work in his "so-called" newly opened pub at Duxton Road. Now hang on a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one that's supposed to be doing the sale ain't it? I asked him why he was offering me a job. Guess what the joker said? "Oh I think you're very chio and all, so I think I want you as my beer-girl" EXCUSE ME? Are you insulting ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you, I was appalled. I asked him; "What makes you so sure you want to hire me? Are you sure you are trying to buy my product or what? Who gave you my number actually?" The truth starts to spill from his mouth that he'd gotten my number from someone in the car forums and blah blah... but he did insist that he was interesting in getting a gadget for his car. Or so I thought. I'll give him the benefit of the doubt if that pleases him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him how much was he paying for his beer gals on Darlin's request. He said he wanted to offer me $3k. I think he was just trying to lure me with $$? I'm not impressed. I simply asked him to liaise with the darling as he called the shots. Guess what this retard did?&lt;br /&gt;Oh. He hung up. Surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter, he started calling me every few days to ask about buying the product and in-between words asked if I'd meet him for a date. Sorry to burst your bubble buster. No thanks.&lt;br /&gt;If not because darling insists that I should try to talk to you and get you to meet us so we can teach you a lesson, you jollywell can shoot yourself dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I must commend this guy for his unfailing patience to keep calling me at ungodly hours. Perhaps he's an owl. But I simply couldn't fathom talking to him for any longer once he started his nonsense. I called Singtel up to complain after he continued for a period of time. But this guy, seems to get cleverer. From a few times a week to once a week to sudden phonecalls at least 1 month apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady at Singtel had advised for me to make a police report, but rationalising, the calls are rather far apart. What am I gonna bank on for harressment phone calls? Anyway. There are a few parts to this story. I'll get back to it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this space for part II&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-4133136692936433455?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/4133136692936433455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=4133136692936433455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/4133136692936433455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/4133136692936433455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2008/09/on-hindsight.html' title='▪ - ~On Hindsight~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-6878081285697793194</id><published>2008-09-06T11:54:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T12:52:08.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffet'/><title type='text'>▪ - ~To update, to include and to rant?~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've fallen in love with writing food reviews. I used to do movies but time just never stands on your side. This job makes me so busy I have no time for myself almost. And there's so many things making me feel that I should bloody hell get a law-degree and simply just bite &lt;em&gt;HER &lt;/em&gt;head off... and maybe even &lt;em&gt;Her's! &lt;/em&gt;Sometime's it just gets so unbearable cos one's some 2nd class hons kid who think's she's got the right to lord over you even though she's of the same age as you. The other is just plain rude. I wonder how she's been brought up? Of all the insufferable things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of these whinny sob stories, let me delve into the now familiar blog roll of foodie reviews. I'm not the regular All-my-blog is about food types. So here's one that I absolutely find worth going to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Darling's Pre-birthday Dinner at Hokkaido Japanese Restaurant 200 Turf City, #01-20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH PICOTIN NEARBY IS LIKE SO DAMN PACKED! Anyway, that's not the diner of the night. It's a quaint little place inside turf city duh.....Is that old man we see standing near the bar counter the owner or something? He has that distinctive Japanese uncle look. But once he open his mouth, he just sounds like some regular Chinese uncle from some neighbourhood.... Hmmm...Anyway, we reached the place at around 8:30pm and settled down to get some grub. No one thrust the drinks menu at us for chargable drinks though. We both went for Green Tea. I would say some of the wait staff were over zealous, like the one who die-die wanted to clear our plates before we could finish eating... And they also over-zealously re-filled our tea even before we finished 3/4 of it. Is this good service or a bit over doing it? Yes darling is sitting beside me while I'm writing this review and giving me pointers. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food:Salmon Sashimi:Wah, I must say I'm quite sua gu. Both the darling and I went WAH when they set the dish in front of us. See the pictures... I know. I'm realy sua gu =.=It was damn fresh man. I think this has got to be a choice cut? Too thick for me though, I prefer those super thin slices. But darling digs the thick pieces so it was pretty good for him. Nice rifts of the fish meat that just slides down your throat with a dip of Shoyu and wasabi. I didn't really like their wasabi I must say. It's quite powdery for me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s5.photobucket.com/albums/y166/Michiru84/Food/?action=view&amp;amp;current=salmonsashimi.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 299px; HEIGHT: 282px" height="521" alt="Sashimi (Salmon)" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y166/Michiru84/Food/salmonsashimi.jpg" width="710" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheese Chawanmushi:This is pretty nice but I still prefer the regular ones. I'm fine with the water bubbles at the top unless it's inside, spoiling it's smoothness. This cheesy chawanmushi was quite a refreshing change from the regular. We had 1 cup of this and a cup of the regular one, just to compare. I am ok with both I guess. It was rather nice to have the smooth regular chawanmushi sliding down ur throat and a nice melted cheesy one that made me feel like I was having some sort of mozzie dish, with egg =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s5.photobucket.com/albums/y166/Michiru84/Food/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cheesechawanmushi.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 301px; HEIGHT: 212px" height="491" alt="Cheese Chawanmushi" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y166/Michiru84/Food/cheesechawanmushi.jpg" width="654" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agedashi Tofu:I never fail to order this at Japanese restaurants but this disapointed me. It came in a nice small transparent bowl nonetheless, but it wasn't crispy, it was just... Okay... talking more about this would be just giving it too much credit. Blergh, this is one of the bad tofu's I had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s5.photobucket.com/albums/y166/Michiru84/Food/?action=view&amp;amp;current=chawanmushi-agedashi.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 305px; HEIGHT: 271px" height="493" alt="Chawanmushi &amp;amp;amp; Agedashi Tofu" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y166/Michiru84/Food/chawanmushi-agedashi.jpg" width="625" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Unatakyu Maki:Unagi inside out with cucumber and tamago... Pretty good I say. This is interesting and tastes pretty good. This was the only other rice dish of the evening, the other being the Unagi Temaki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s5.photobucket.com/albums/y166/Michiru84/Food/?action=view&amp;amp;current=unagitamagomaki-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 306px; HEIGHT: 311px" height="521" alt="Unagi-Tamago Maki" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y166/Michiru84/Food/unagitamagomaki-1.jpg" width="666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tempura Moriwase:I'm anal when it comes to Ebi Tempura. The epitome of good Ebi tempura comes from the batter and of course the amount of transparency you see on the finished item. I grade good Ebi tempura based on the crispiness of the batter, even when left to stand for awhile, and on first glance the amount of orange you can discern through the batter. This passed with flying colours. 'Nuff said.The sweet potato was delicious. No pretentious frou-frou words for this. I don't eat lady's fingers, but darling polished them off... Then again, he likes his fried foods heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s5.photobucket.com/albums/y166/Michiru84/Food/?action=view&amp;amp;current=TempuraMoriwase.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 306px; HEIGHT: 325px" height="530" alt="Tempura Moriwase" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y166/Michiru84/Food/TempuraMoriwase.jpg" width="693" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Unagi Temaki:Yummy Yummy, this was chosen because there was no Unagi Kabayaki. Oh yes did I mention I'm an Unagi monster? This had a miserable slab of unagi in it. Sorry la, I must have LOTS of Unagi only then I'll not complain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s5.photobucket.com/albums/y166/Michiru84/Food/?action=view&amp;amp;current=UnagiTemaki.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 315px; HEIGHT: 445px" height="511" alt="Unagi Temaki" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y166/Michiru84/Food/UnagiTemaki.jpg" width="608" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kani Karaage (soft shell Crab):I'm quite anal when it comes to soft shell crab. If it's abit chao tah, I end up digging for gold inside my crab even if it has a soft shell. This came a little bit charred and was a little to dry for my liking. The waitress doesn't know what MAYONNAISE was and had to ask around before this ENGLISH-educated one came along. No guesses who it was I asked. Someone please tell me what mayo is in chinese? Even when I described it to her she went off with a blank look. Gee...Darling didn't have any of this cause of his allergy =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s5.photobucket.com/albums/y166/Michiru84/Food/?action=view&amp;amp;current=KaniKaraage.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 325px; HEIGHT: 278px" height="468" alt="Kani Karaage" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y166/Michiru84/Food/KaniKaraage.jpg" width="584" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Age Gyoza:This is done really differently from what we usually see. I didn't like it. Not even with mayo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s5.photobucket.com/albums/y166/Michiru84/Food/?action=view&amp;amp;current=AGeGyoza.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; HEIGHT: 336px" height="494" alt="Age Gyoza" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y166/Michiru84/Food/AGeGyoza.jpg" width="601" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tori Teriyaki:This had a nice smokey flavour to it. A little on the tough side tho. Breast meat? Eurrgh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s5.photobucket.com/albums/y166/Michiru84/Food/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ToriTeriyaki.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; HEIGHT: 296px" height="539" alt="Tori Teriyaki" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y166/Michiru84/Food/ToriTeriyaki.jpg" width="657" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;They missed out our Yakitori and our Salmon Tempura, but they gave us Salmon skin, which was passable. (We were damn full already so it was ok!)I must say that this place reminds me of some quaint diner in old Japan.... Not a bad thought.Friendly people overall. It deserves another visit. With my mom. The other Jap foodie.&lt;br /&gt;They're having an exclusive 2 person buffet promo now. Don't miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this dinner, we had the opportunity of exploring the area. We drove deep into Green Fairways where there were foreboding abandoned houses and stables. Someone should clear this place up. Very nice unused wild space good for a nature hike... N Parks should come in here. We drove all the way to the back of Picotin and almost ended up in this creepy wilderness. Wow! Anyone up for hiking in there???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Must Tries: It's buffet? Up to you lor!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have a wish list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. 2nd Degustation at Les Amis - RESERVED -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. Indulgz at Tan Quee Lan -RESERVED -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. One Rochester &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. Dragon Pheonix Restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. Inakaya-Robatayaki @ Orchard Parade hotel - RESERVED-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. Akashi @ Orchard Parade hotel - RESERVED -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. Garden @ Sentosa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. Whitebait and Kale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. Les Brasseries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10. Villa Seafood Galleria 月楼海鲜 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11. Santaro @ Amara Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12. Rakuzen @ Millenia Walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13. Tampopo (YUMMY SOUP!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who wants to be my dinner date?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-6878081285697793194?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/6878081285697793194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=6878081285697793194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/6878081285697793194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/6878081285697793194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-update-to-include-and-to-rant.html' title='▪ - ~To update, to include and to rant?~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y166/Michiru84/Food/th_salmonsashimi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-3852757545356327718</id><published>2008-09-02T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:41:04.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='irritating people'/><title type='text'>▪ - ~Rantings of an Irritated Auntie~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;If I have peeves this will be the day I finally tell everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I haven't been writing as much as I want to, but today, I'll finally get to pour out my frustrations over a great many things. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;First things first, have you ever stepped into a bus, MRT carraige that absolutely REEKS with the smell of... Sweaty bodies of foreign workers? OH MY GAWD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The bus ride home from work at about 6:30 to 8pm is just this. Why does the Airport have people who REEK? Who the hell are we hiring? They sweep into the bus with an air of "I-tin-I-damm-damm-shuuwai", "I-from-tai-len-I-good-lookeen-man", "me-from-Chai-nah-me-look-good" etc... you get my drift? And then they will sit next to skinny females... Why? Cos they take up less space. And that's where the smell ABSOLUTELY gets you reeling. Seriously, I had a good mind to hold my nose throughout the journey or even scold them (something I've been dying to do). Either that, they stand next to you and almost certainly try to STICK to you like you're paper and their glue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I've had a few instances where this SHORT indian foreign worker tripped and conveniently almost landed his head on my chest and his hand on mine. FUCK YOU! Do you want a kick with a heeled shoe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And then there's the one where I'm sure alot of us will complain about:"Why is the office so COLD??? Freezer to hang pork ah??" Arn't we supposed to conserve energy now? So what's with turning the temp down so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What's with people... Some are obviously trying to offend me... Geez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I've been doing a lot of food blogging recently, only I'm not sure if I wanna full blow it up to a blog site. Probably I'll put in interesting ones on and off. This place is still for ranting and for my works. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Taint me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Here's some rantings I've finally gotten about to writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Seems I only write better when I'm in the dark mood, so this'll probably suck anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I've been all over my life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The terrible side where all was death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So was it life I'd deigned to live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Or death was life to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;for more than centuries past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And death brings life for anew...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Where my soul was tormented&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;where my heart was left to bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;where memories were wretched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;all to be left to forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And my soul was a broken one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Mine heart was a weary traveller &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;that searched the edges of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;For a glimpse of the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;however dark it might be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Pleasant surprises were a million light years away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;but the time has come so soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I delight in the beauty of heaven's gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;a sanctuary of life renewed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;If the world were life and if life were death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'd live to see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The one who defined life as it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The one to gratify it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The one to make my life complete &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;To run away from death so bleak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-3852757545356327718?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/3852757545356327718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=3852757545356327718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/3852757545356327718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/3852757545356327718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2008/09/rantings-of-irritated-auntie.html' title='▪ - ~Rantings of an Irritated Auntie~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-7204068804110265659</id><published>2008-07-23T11:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T11:55:29.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~Crush~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;You know everything that I'm afraid of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;You do everything I wish I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Everybody wants you, everybody loves you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I know I should tell you how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I wish everyone would disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Everytime you call me, I'm too scared to be me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And I'm too shy to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ooh, I got a crush on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I hope you feel the way that I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I get a rush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;When I'm with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ooh, I've got a crush on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;A crush on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;You know, I'm the one that you can talk to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Sometimes you tell me things that I don't want to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I just want to hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;You say exactly how you feel about her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I wonder, could you ever think of me that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I got a crush on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I hope you feel the way that I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I get a rush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;When I'm with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ooh, I've got a crush on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;A crush on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ooh, I wish I could tell somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;But there's no one to talk to, nobody knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I've got a crush on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;A crush on you, I got a crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;You say everything that no one says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;But I feel everything that you're afraid to feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I will always want you, I will always love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I've got a crush on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I hope you feel the way that I doI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; get a rush when I'm with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I got a crush on you, a crush on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ah well's it just seems that some part of this is true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And if Jennifer Paige says it, I would think that it was me that was the one over analyzing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And perhaps the problem is... I will faint?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Oh what shall I do. Can I just???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Dammit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-7204068804110265659?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/7204068804110265659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=7204068804110265659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/7204068804110265659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/7204068804110265659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2008/07/crush.html' title='▪ - ~Crush~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-5957015408281571967</id><published>2008-07-20T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T16:25:21.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~Tender Tornardo and Lazy hazy sundays~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Okay, so it's been a long time since I last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I been up to eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Nothing much really, just busying myself with the works of the Aviator haven and getting all soaked up in tenders. A whirlwind of sorts. So many things so little time. Sometimes I still feel like I'm actually still swimming around in deep water. Who can help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the next thing in life is the Lazy Hazy Sundays as I like to call 'em. Ok, so I haven't really been doing much on weekends save for the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www45.ownskin.com/home?u=xladyzstarx"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;skinning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; I'm doing heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Wondering if I should be getting TOTO to be sterilized soon. Silly little girl she's growing up to be. Heh. Sweet little thing of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Well. Birthday was uneventful as usual. Good. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;More surprises coming up soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And a new friend to add to the list. Curious name. Curiouser and Curiouser. Think, things may get out of hand soon. Shit. Watch the space for developments. Damnit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-5957015408281571967?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/5957015408281571967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=5957015408281571967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/5957015408281571967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/5957015408281571967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2008/07/tender-tornardo-and-lazy-hazy-sundays.html' title='▪ - ~Tender Tornardo and Lazy hazy sundays~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-3808225849765415395</id><published>2008-05-27T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:29:31.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the poems'/><title type='text'>▪ - ~Dreamless Paradise~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Heaven in paradise is where I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;In your arms that's where I should be.&lt;br /&gt;Since you came into my life&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems so right&lt;br /&gt;No more nightmares that take away the light&lt;br /&gt;Cause you bring happiness to my life.&lt;br /&gt;Everything I am doing&lt;br /&gt;Is every flower blooming?&lt;br /&gt;Cause the magic you have given me ,&lt;br /&gt;To live life as one again&lt;br /&gt;Is in your smile and in your kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever to be mine, bliss eternally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudden poem nondescrit, just the mish-mash of thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Life in motion, at your notion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear baby, I love you!&lt;br /&gt;Since when did I forget I'm always this poetic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-3808225849765415395?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/3808225849765415395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=3808225849765415395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/3808225849765415395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/3808225849765415395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2008/05/dreamless-paradise.html' title='▪ - ~Dreamless Paradise~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-3814047505586057097</id><published>2008-05-27T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T21:50:32.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~The Ninja Code~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ok man. I'll stick with this chinese word: "忍".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said if one day I can't take it anymore, she'll be the cause. What insolence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy as always. But not losing any weight. What the hell. Greed begone! No food for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still owing some food reviews of Zen at East Coast and Shin Kushiya. Tell me about the Worm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zen? Was Mom's B'day cum Mother's day dinner. Interesting, quaint place. Food's pretty decent. Wonder what kinda fusion you'd call it tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin Kushiya? Please keep in mind that when creepy crawlies are found on your food. NEVER offer MORE Complimentary food. Cause people are either disgusted(if you're female) or have to finish the new set (and end up too full up) to eat anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with the chefs and waiters. Use your brains please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, was that a maggot? or cabbage worm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-3814047505586057097?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/3814047505586057097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=3814047505586057097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/3814047505586057097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/3814047505586057097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2008/05/ninja-code.html' title='▪ - ~The Ninja Code~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-423280555180185708</id><published>2008-05-02T16:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:00:44.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~WHAT is your PROBLEM~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I know that I just simply should be more tolerant to people like that. But when you have reached the last straw and to hell with competition (as I've always said, office politics is the bane of my life). What is so fruitful with carrying on with office politics like you're the only person with potential to promote? You ain't my boss you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly popping up at my cubicle and asking the oddest questions. Hey, I don't take orders from you, sister. I have my own sense of time and my own deadlines. Things were done way before you even asked. Thanks for the kind thought but that's a little too over ain't it? And rummaging through my stuff... Even when you had asked for permissions? It ain't just the permission. Rummaging through my stuff in an attempt to help me locate items, I had no qualms about it. But LOOKING at my personal note book was NOT polite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like you, and I don't. But please don't get on my nerves. Should I complain about you? Yes, I should. Off to the Baptized Lady with a B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sister, don't fucking do that suddenly. So out of the Blue. WTF did you think it was? Hello Boss! Not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-423280555180185708?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/423280555180185708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=423280555180185708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/423280555180185708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/423280555180185708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-is-your-problem.html' title='▪ - ~WHAT is your PROBLEM~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-3930657754991276922</id><published>2008-04-01T12:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T14:40:14.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~The long overdue Reviews~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>Dim Sake Bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Service: Average&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why: Yes, there should be a dress code when you step into a hotel, but seriously, do tourists really care that they are dressed in flip-flops and Sunday hats? We stood at the counter unattended for about 10 minutes, when there was no queue, lots of space, and waitresses shuffling around just within view of the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When seated, the head waitress seemed friendly, but a little on the particular side, probably because she was eyeing my flip-flops with a somewhat irritated look. She gave us the menu, 2 rectangular boards that were simplistic and with minimal decorations.&lt;br /&gt;Proceeded to give us a breakdown on what was good there etc, but excused herself when Dr. Tony Tan’s table called her. Of course, we let her go…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered Unagi sushi, their signature Xiao Long Bao Shooters (cheaters! More like it), the staples of dim sum; the Har Kau and the Siew Mai, Bread sticks, century egg and minced pork congee, and for drinks the D.S Brew (I’d think it’s the Dim Sake Brew) and an Iced Lemon Tea (nice, we get to pour the syrup ourselves. It was served in a nice tall glass)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food took quite some time to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food: Above Average&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why: The Unagi is slightly different from what you get at regular Japanese Restaurants. It was the more Bbq-ed kind that was slightly crisp at the edges and most of the taste came from the sweet Japanese sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Congee was the thick type, a little too curdy for my liking but the rice was flavourful and the stock used to broil the congee was really tasty. The portion was pretty reasonable, rather than those HUGE portions you usually get outside (and you get really bloated from those) unless of course you’re those greedy types that can’t get enough of the tasty congee at Bedok 85 Chai Chee Porridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The D.S brew was a unique mish mash of tastes, but rather normal. It reminded me of the lychee martini I used to have at balaclava which was just rather so-so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Har Kau skin was the First Major failure of the lot. Usually, Har Kau has very smooth, translucent skin which allows you to see the nice orange hue of the prawn inside. This serving of 3 small dainty looking balls of Har Kau, looked cute yes, but rather miserable. Rather than catching a glimpse of the nice orange hue, what you got was the thick, floury face of the skin. Taste wise, it was just like regular Har Kau’s you get, nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crisp bread stick was fantastic though. The Stick reminded me of those fried popiahs but with a twist. It was similar to the skinny versions you get at wedding dinner cold dishes, but not served with mayonnaise. Instead, you got a nice sambal chilli, one of the good ones, to dip with your sticks. Not very oily in fact and it was still crispy even when cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Xiao Long Bao Shooter was not a let-down. Though it did seem like they were cheating as the shot glasses just soaked the delicious sauce inside if you actually poked the little dumpling by accident. When served though, the dumpling was already swimming in the stock. The meat was as good as Imperial Treasure’s I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Siew Mai was ordinary, but a healthy choice. It was not oily and the meat was lean and tender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a place not for the famished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Décor: Unique Chino-Japanese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stone Counters, a long bar counter typical of Japanese eateries, Stainless steel backdrop with real steamers as motifs. Simple but a tad stiff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should we go there for a food tasting session?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I think I was rather strict on them. We need more tasters to determine whether it’s really good. The features on TV made them out to be real good, although I beg to differ…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place: Goodwood Park Hotel&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Fin Seafood Cafe by Blue lobster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been eating there since I first found it a few years ago. It underwent a few minor changes, but the food still maintains it’s pretty good standards.&lt;br /&gt;Remember the menu is an Orange rectangular 2 fold and has a good offering of various Seafood goodies.&lt;br /&gt;One interesting thing I’ve tried would be the Squid ink Linguine which looked as interesting as it tasted. The pasta really came out kinda inky…This was the first place I fell in love with oysters really. They have this weekday deal for $1 oysters. Fresh ones … My first taste was love. Really dig their seafood basket as well. Very affordable for an assortment of seafood. My only qualm was that they reduced the quantity. It used to be more. I also preferred their offering of Flavoured sodas when it was served in the large soda glass rather than the current one they are serving it in now.&lt;br /&gt;The only spoiler to their offering is the add-on salad which is a miserable pose of rucola and a few pieces of watery tomatoes with a snitch of dressing (the oiled vinagrette type).&lt;br /&gt;Yet, it’s still worth the try for the rest of the food. &lt;br /&gt;Place: Marina Square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures? Wait til I have the time to load them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;La Nonna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was actually trudging along Holland V as always when I chanced upon the recently opened La Nonna. Decided that we'd have dinner there that day. My darling and I always hang around at Holland V giving that we just live a stone's throw away. And on the way getting our darling kitty's supplies, I just had to have pizza that day and La Nonna seemed the perfect choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senso Holdings, who own and manage Senso Ristorante &amp;amp; Bar, W Wine Bar and Spizza have launched another restaurant called La Nonna. La Nonna is Italian for 'grandmother' depicting a home-styled selection of Italian dishes, almost as good as grandma's own cooking... So says Senso Holdings who have an outlet at Changi Airport Terminal 3 Transit, Senso Ristorante. Haven't had a chance to try their food though, would be definately an interesting gastronomical foray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to La Nonna. We were served the starters of their baked bread with the olive oil dressing. Really interesting for a starter and very light and refreshing as well. Pity there wasn't enough of the dressing to go around us both.We were simple that day, just ordering a Ham and Rucola pizza that was one word: Good. A tad salty but the whole pizza just mixed well with the rucola salad. Don't just eat the rucola on it's own or the ham on it's own as it was really bitter and salty respectively. The bitter aftertaste of the rucola is supposed to compliment the saltiness of the chicken ham. The taste sorta grows on you as you go down the slices. The crispy thin crust pizza base was biscuity with parmesan served in large crudely grated pieces. Did have the "grandmotherly" feel but with the atmosphere at Holland V and the friendly waiters there, I'd think that feeling was lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pretty good place for chilling out and just people watching as Holland V always is. But just remember don't sit right next to the DB box as it blocks all the view. I was actually left alone for about 15 minutes when my boy went to meet someone for awhile, but it was still comfortable. Not like those places where you sit alone for a meal and people stare at you indiscreetly like as though you're some wierdo. The waiters were friendly and helpful and the menu was for me, uniquely simple. Loved the notepad effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woulda wished I'd tried their house wines.&lt;br /&gt;When's the next trip there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to other matters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandy arh. Where are you.. Your neighbour owes us money still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cath... Really miss you too. when can we go out for a date! hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever actually reads my blog though... I've been so busy that even a bee won't win me. Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-3930657754991276922?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/3930657754991276922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=3930657754991276922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/3930657754991276922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/3930657754991276922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2008/04/long-overdue-reviews.html' title='▪ - ~The long overdue Reviews~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-1130357023484901779</id><published>2008-03-01T00:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T00:36:47.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~Seemingly Simran~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My dear girl, amazed I'm writing about you? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, I can't possibly reiterate your life story here, but I hear you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll all have our happy endings one day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is our neverending story. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And so is our love! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll see you at work.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when I have more time, I'll write a nice chapter about you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Really had fun with you that day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And yes, I do like your ass! =x&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-1130357023484901779?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/1130357023484901779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=1130357023484901779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/1130357023484901779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/1130357023484901779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2008/03/seemingly-simran.html' title='▪ - ~Seemingly Simran~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-3731050721262245827</id><published>2008-03-01T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T00:29:53.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~Busy Contentment~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;After the hustle and bustle of opening T3, I've finally settled down to the slower pace of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And Life is just fine and dandy without all you meddling pesky freaks messing it up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yes, I'm awfully happy she's not in our lives that much anymore. If any of you know what I'm talking about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There's lots of things for me to complain about but I suppose I'll just let them float away with the wind. You're just one of them lying low in my subconcious mind, waiting for the right moment to pounce on me. You're just a dollar-faced shallow air-head. And there's a few little itty-bitty sweeties out there who resemble the shabby-faced version of you. Pity they are so oblivious to the lousy hierachy aparthied they practice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Enough of trivialties, amazing how Lao Ban always doesn't understand a shit I say when everyone else can. Don't think you're the only one who can write poignant emails to your lecturer. *Sticks out tongue. Perhaps you should learn to be as sweet as mummy is... Men are such lousy welfare people... especially your types. As Serene put it... You're definatly a high D. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And Honey!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have something to say!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Someone I know is staring at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And when I look into her eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I see a girl that I used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I hardly recognise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cos in the space of a year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I've watched the old me disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;All of the things I once held precious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just dont mean anything anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cos suddenly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You came, and changed the way I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No one could love you more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Because you came and turned my life around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No one could take your place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I've never felt good with permanent things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now I dont want anything to change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You cant imagine the joy you bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My life wont be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I'll be there when you call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll pick you up if you should fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cos I have never felt such inspiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nobody else ever gave me more because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You came, and changed the way I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No one could love you more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Because you came and turned my life around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No one could take your place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I watch you sleep in the still of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You look so pretty when you dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So many people just go through life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Holding back, they dont say what they mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But its easy for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Since you came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No one could love you more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Because you came and turned my life around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No one could take your place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You came, and changed the way I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No one could love you more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Because you came and turned my life around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No one could take your place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And Desmond, don't forget to burn me that disc! Want to see! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I miss you sister! and Cath, and all my pretty little babes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Toto is growing up to be a fine young kitty, wish Syah could see her now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I miss you too Syah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-3731050721262245827?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/3731050721262245827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=3731050721262245827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/3731050721262245827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/3731050721262245827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='▪ - ~Busy Contentment~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-8710381504192454187</id><published>2007-12-09T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T12:32:12.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~Shopping lor...~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yes, I'm a new fan of online shopping, but I'm very careful so far, 2 persons to thank this time, Ms Lely, and Reeve, from Aegeshii and ShopLah respectively. A little overlap of styles but nonetheless good. I'm still shopping as per Orchard Road but its still pretty good to get the stuff online. Amazingly, I can fit. So don't worry about finding clothing that don't fit. Of course, the best thing you can do is sell it off newly in its package again (although I dunno if the 2 ladies will mind).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work's been real busy as of usual. Though I can't really bother about those sad souls anymore, it's just back to talking terms but no lunchtime. Seemingly resigned to the fate of lone lunches. But thank god for Jess and Mandy, and of course Tim, I'd be left mostly alone the rest of the days. Not that I mind though, things are done =) which is definately a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that time of the year again, almost Christmas, and I'm glad to say that I'm still happy that I'd be spending it with baby this year. Wonder what shall we eat though... I'm thinking about Indulgz Bistro at Tan Quee Lan street.... Wonder what they have there....&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. Time to plan for X'mas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot again Reeve and Lely.&lt;br /&gt;Sis, shopping soon on the weekends... Salary almost in! Few days more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-8710381504192454187?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/8710381504192454187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=8710381504192454187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/8710381504192454187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/8710381504192454187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2007/12/shopping-lor.html' title='▪ - ~Shopping lor...~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-6884916593762284450</id><published>2007-12-02T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T01:45:07.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~P is for Politics~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't think politics in the office will ever really be vanquished. Yet again a victim of this cruel fate, I finally feel its time to give up and let live. Such insufferable childish people there are in this damn office. It's almost as if that they refuse to grow up. And to think I even heard the phrase "I think I grew up alot here". Perhaps it will never apply to such people. 29 Years old? I don't think so. Such an utter disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over such a petty and overrated issue to blow up on. "Lunch" with the "Clique". How cliched can you get? And if you're even late in entering the company, you're doomed to a life of eternal solitary lunches. And the story is worse when you're a female. Whoever heard of a female asking her male boss out for lunch! And yes, it would be EQUALLY wierd for you to join a bunch of guys for lunch. Not to say that it's awkward, it's just NOT the norm. Yes, I wouldn't mind that at all as I'm not keen on getting those silly petty girl quarrels but I suppose it wouldn't feel that comfortable for a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with other female managers? Forget it! That's another untouchable you absolutely cannot fathom, it's just not the right thing to do! Whoever set up all these lousy protocol anyway! Whoever said that newcomers cannot just infiltrate a clique?&lt;br /&gt;Forget it! I don't think I want one. I don't like the stupid nonsense created from all these petty girl quarrels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear girl, I hope you find it in your heart one day for being such an unfeeling, insensitive individual who only thinks to save your own skin. Caring indeed. I think fallacies may be more caring that what I'm feeling here. This is hostility. NOT CARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously must thank my buddy for being such a patient fella, and helping me with all my difficulties. Sorry I broke your glasses. I really wasn't being mean! It was really an accident! HAHA! Don't stand so close to me! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-6884916593762284450?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/6884916593762284450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=6884916593762284450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/6884916593762284450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/6884916593762284450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2007/12/p-is-for-politics.html' title='▪ - ~P is for Politics~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-6770832641511339822</id><published>2007-11-23T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T21:27:00.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~A Terminal Illness~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>Yes. Busy every day, walking up and down, the WHOLE Day even, it's not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come back all sore and tired. I don't even have the mood to do anything but relax and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I'd love to come update this blog, I simply haven't the time these few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back to play dota again, and loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope to earn enough money so that I can get married, BUT not move into Sengkang (BORING!) and of course get a car. PERIOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT the HELL is going on with Tenants. They act like kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes. I'm here-n-there. What to do. Too many things on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shout out to Lil, Viv, Wen wen, Jo, HT and the others. Nice meeting you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim, get used to everyone walking around. Can't believe its week 2 and I'm busy as a bee!&lt;br /&gt;One more thing. I'd really like to speak with someone. A little blackmailing retard from my past.&lt;br /&gt;You SURE you wanna meet those who died that you loved? MY little ITTY BITTY Size 4 FOOT will surely say: MY FOOOOOOTTTTTT!&lt;br /&gt;ASSHOLE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-6770832641511339822?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/6770832641511339822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=6770832641511339822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/6770832641511339822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/6770832641511339822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2007/11/terminal-illness.html' title='▪ - ~A Terminal Illness~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-1157026062882138898</id><published>2007-11-15T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T22:10:43.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~At the Pork Freezer~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm back where I belong in the airport and it's gonna be a real hectic time for me when T3 starts and I get my rightful portfolio. Thank goodness you'll be coming in Tim, it's hard for you to get into a clique once it has been formed. Dang, why can't I have another partner in crime as wonderful as you Nick, times there had been, good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I could just spend more time with the bosses, they seem to be friendlier than the others. Geez, what's wrong with people anyway. I'm just trying to be a friend. *sigh* NOT AGAIN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-1157026062882138898?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/1157026062882138898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=1157026062882138898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/1157026062882138898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/1157026062882138898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2007/11/at-pork-freezer.html' title='▪ - ~At the Pork Freezer~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-5426030014827794902</id><published>2007-10-19T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T01:23:56.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~Complications~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sometimes, silence can mean a thousand words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sometimes, silence makes a fool seem wise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sometimes, silence makes the wise seem foolish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Do you question the meaning of silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Will you stand for false pretences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To make peace not war,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;is that really possible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Do you question my existence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm but useless in your ever critical eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Does my silence belie you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Or do you take me to be the fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I still feel led by the nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Do you have no compassion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I stick to my sentiments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Improvements come scant for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I take no pleasure, exchanging pleasantries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;of which I want no part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hate me or love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I don't need an ounce of your complicated feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Don't mess me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-5426030014827794902?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/5426030014827794902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=5426030014827794902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/5426030014827794902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/5426030014827794902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2007/10/complications.html' title='▪ - ~Complications~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-8120697862754389125</id><published>2007-10-12T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T21:39:36.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~For the J for Joy!~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>Jubilant&lt;br /&gt;Joyous&lt;br /&gt;Just plain dandy&lt;br /&gt;Jovial&lt;br /&gt;Jumping for&lt;br /&gt;Joy&lt;br /&gt;Jitters&lt;br /&gt;Jitterbug&lt;br /&gt;Juicy&lt;br /&gt;Jive&lt;br /&gt;Job done&lt;br /&gt;Jelly&lt;br /&gt;Jewels&lt;br /&gt;Jokes&lt;br /&gt;Jaded&lt;br /&gt;Just J and J&lt;br /&gt;and Jumping for Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Who'd have guessed it. My blessings for you! May sanctuary be reality soon!&lt;br /&gt;That's what I always wish others will find. A sanctuary with each other, where love is the ultimate union.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-8120697862754389125?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/8120697862754389125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=8120697862754389125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/8120697862754389125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/8120697862754389125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2007/10/for-j-for-joy.html' title='▪ - ~For the J for Joy!~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-3128156970218543969</id><published>2007-10-12T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T21:17:44.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~And then it was...~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A new romance.... seems Honey's plan works... I'm so happy... It seems that we can finally escape the clutches of an evil witch... or so it seems... And someone is free finally too... A good time to this. The tide seems to have turned, and so have the tables. Life seems to be looking pretty good ahead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the clear skies and bright future, I look forward to many happy days together, in this peaceful sanctuary, where we can frolick and be merry. Just like an Agaeti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toto is growing up to be a mighty fiesty little meowth. Amazingly, she has inherited canine behaviour! Burying her food and alert at every single stranger that passes by, she'd probably make a good watch cat... She really bites though and there're lots of scratches and marks to prove it. A noisy little critter she is, miaowing her head off when you're back home, almost as though she's going: " Hey! HEY!! HEEYYY!!!! You're Home!!!!! MEOWWWWWWW!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there she'll go meowing her head off just to get fed. Bad news though, she's getting picky about food and the greedy lil' beggar will just love to have some scraps from the table. And if she ain't getting any, she'll just meow til she gets some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few birthdays this month for me to give 'em pressies, too many October babies... sheesh... And yea sister! I miss u lots lots, let's go out shopping again when I get my paycheck. Oh yea... and Cath! We must go out shopping too... And to Colby... I owe you that K session haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to do, so little time, so little money... Someone gimme a new job? I don't even wanna waste time mentioning how much headache this nonsensical, I-think-I-Know-it-all even thinks everything he knows is helluva big deal, and helluva CORRECT, PERIOD. Yes, it's getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;SHEESH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just farking lemme find a new job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-3128156970218543969?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/3128156970218543969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=3128156970218543969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/3128156970218543969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/3128156970218543969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-then-it-was.html' title='▪ - ~And then it was...~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-724872515934873299</id><published>2007-09-15T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T03:42:21.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~Cracked Pot~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>A million lies I refuse to shield&lt;br /&gt;A broken ship yet to yield&lt;br /&gt;A friendship that was never there&lt;br /&gt;A heart that didn't even care&lt;br /&gt;The facade so open for all to see&lt;br /&gt;I only hoped it was a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I curse my misfortune&lt;br /&gt;confirming your existence&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for being like you&lt;br /&gt;A disgrace to all who call themselves women&lt;br /&gt;I pray for the day to come&lt;br /&gt;To come to set our souls at ease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To burn all hatred back to dust&lt;br /&gt;A poor comparison by contrast&lt;br /&gt;Your demise is my fervent plea&lt;br /&gt;For what I've seen from all my past&lt;br /&gt;It was never pretty so you naught heard&lt;br /&gt;You even found everything absurd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice girl they called you&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do agree,&lt;br /&gt;But you were never that way to me&lt;br /&gt;Call yourself righteous&lt;br /&gt;I'll beg to differ&lt;br /&gt;It's just painted lies&lt;br /&gt;by your neanderthal mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lesson you will teach me yet&lt;br /&gt;A lesson I will learn better yet&lt;br /&gt;Better than you will ever be,&lt;br /&gt;You fucking benchmark, tumor and thorn&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that holds my wrath&lt;br /&gt;My civil principles to keep out that draft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If dreams would be reality,&lt;br /&gt;I'd wish for all to see&lt;br /&gt;The true self that ugly made&lt;br /&gt;I only pray I do not hate.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my friend&lt;br /&gt;My regards I'll send.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you will never get, my&lt;br /&gt;R.E.S.P.E.C.T&lt;br /&gt;Cause you simply don't deserve it you see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Cracked Pot ™ Saturday September 15th ~&lt;br /&gt;MïÇhïRu, xLadYzStaRx ™&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-724872515934873299?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/724872515934873299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=724872515934873299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/724872515934873299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/724872515934873299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2007/09/cracked-pot.html' title='▪ - ~Cracked Pot~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-2898114185800759173</id><published>2007-09-15T02:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T03:12:26.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~Bubble bubble toil and trouble~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Aiyoh... so farking careless.. or was that done on purpose. All this time for nothing. Ok then, engarde XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a woman is evil. Usually to another woman that wanders into unfamiliar territory, THAT IS MY DOMAIN And HINDERING MY FUCKING PRINCIPLES. Why do I wanna harp on her, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes I DO REALLY WISH NOT to CARE AboUT someone like her. This is definately a good lesson to learn, and one that I'll take time at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do relish the thought of finally being able to take her up by a rake and slowly turn her over a spit. Sometimes, the evil part of me tells me, (Yes, I caught that dirty look!) that's exactly what I should do, let her simmer down there while I sit back and watch her make a fool of herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet, I keep holding back because of everyone else. I just don't want to be the timebomb to destroy everything that's been built so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walls and barricades have been put up, that much I can see, but I suppose I've unknowingly blasted off a corner of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn human minds, we're all guilty as charged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not beaten yet. One day, I will have JUSTICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall wait. Patience is definately a virtue. But do pardon me when I get impatient sometimes, we're afterall, and I am afterall, only human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will come the day when I can truely tell it to you in your face, EAT YOUR HEART OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-2898114185800759173?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/2898114185800759173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=2898114185800759173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/2898114185800759173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/2898114185800759173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2007/09/bubble-bubble-toil-and-trouble.html' title='▪ - ~Bubble bubble toil and trouble~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-7357333193748999896</id><published>2007-09-14T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T03:22:59.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~ AFFECTED~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Seems like I'm always so affected by you. I'm not allowed outbursts or everyone will think I'm just like you. The reason why I'm just like you is because I want to be BETTER THAN YOU CAN EVER BE. A wierd person to be a role-model its true. But you're not a role-model. You're a fucking bench-mark. If I can surpass you, perhaps I will reach the pinnacle of perfection. Because YOU think YOU're perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why the others tell me not to care about you, but it seems that I can't. I would very much love to... And get everything off by my own hand, and you can just talk to my HAND instead. If only I had never known you, then I wouldn't have such a hard time battling with myself. Sometimes, I want to learn to un-care about you. But this is easier said than done. You're such an unsightly growth that I must do everything to get you out of the way even if it means getting myself hurt in the process. I don't even know if you should be aware of this, but from what I see, you'd be too oblivious to care about what you've done to others, because you're a self centered individual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are't even real siblings bro, so snap out of it. Why can't ties be severed just like everything else can. SO WHAT if there's been years of friendship around. Do you even think you need something like that?&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kpo for my own good. Is it a crime being helpful? I don't mind getting killed if I can help someone. Why MUST you tell me I'm being too kpo for my own good? I'm learning just like everybody else is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't even have an avenue to express myself, what is this going to be worth? My only regret in knowing you is that I have to know her. I suppose everyone knows about this by now but yes, I love you too much to let that hinder me. And that's the only point where I can overlook her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this ain't being obvious enough, I don't know what is.&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I climb up on my own two feet, I learn all the shit there is and I take it as well. Is this NOT enough? What would you have me to do? What is the right thing to do? Where is the justice?&lt;br /&gt;That I cannot escape from someone as disgusting as she is. I'm so ashamed that I am like her sometimes. Why can't I be spared from this as well. When can I finally find a release from this kind of mental torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is torture. To be able to learn how to tolerate scums of this world like this. To be not allowed to have outbursts like this. I am not a dove, I am a hawk. It is my nature to hunt, not my nature to be passive. Why can't you understand this. I know you love me, but is this really letting me express myself? Tell me what to do my love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to this conclusion that I'll just stick to what I have been doing so far... before I can seek for gold and as he says, YI BU DENG TIAN. Yes, who will take you seriously if you find something like that. But if it's a big MNC who are YOU to question it. Pit yourselves against the power of the business forces then, it's not my perogative. And don't use it against me to say that I'm not good enough. Now's not the time. Maybe next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat your heart out BITCH. I'll pick up my broken pieces better than you would have ever done. If you even know what glucose means. And how to use glucose to the best of your ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all the brothers out there, I only hope that you all can finally step out of her world. In phases at least. I don't see why no one can see what I'm looking at. This terrible thorn in the flesh thats growing out of control. Fucking tumours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-7357333193748999896?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/7357333193748999896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=7357333193748999896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/7357333193748999896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/7357333193748999896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2007/09/affected.html' title='▪ - ~ AFFECTED~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-2705541011777437817</id><published>2007-09-13T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T21:30:30.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~Ode to a poor man~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Life's upbringing seems to have taught you naught&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A little vulgarity brings it up short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Your style is poor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Your might much worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Your bark is worse than your bite I heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A man like you is nothing to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A mask of lies no doubt I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;your stinking words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;your Fucking curses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I hear nothing but your awful verses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;To say you're good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I shall live a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but contradict myself I beg to try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;for what can I do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;To someone like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A leopard will never change its spots you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;To an emcee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;that never will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;as best as the cream of the crop will ever be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A waste of time to spend with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;that's why I'm gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I choose to be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-2705541011777437817?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/2705541011777437817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=2705541011777437817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/2705541011777437817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/2705541011777437817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2007/09/ode-to-poor-man.html' title='▪ - ~Ode to a poor man~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-4041977479262957261</id><published>2007-09-13T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T20:58:43.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~On a roll~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm on a roll here... Two deals in a row and counting. Seems like being freelance'll earn me more for sure. And this'll even take me higher when I can finally get a job that spells M A N A G E R, pray they cut me the slack I need for the other work I have to do. Eat your heart out BITCH. I'll be farking earlier than you'll ever be. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First things first! Stop looking at me like I'm some three year old that needs lessons in kindergartden. You're the one being the kid here. Seriously, experience may come with age, but experience can also come with culture, upbringing and personal experiences. If you're saying you've gone through shit, you don't know what the definition of diahorrea is. Metaphorically speaking, you're nothing compared with many other individuals out there younger than you, and experiencing a life less blessed as yours. Count yourself lucky you're born with a silver spoon, other people get their stuff by their own hand, by their own devices, and not from some lucky "windfall" that you get all the time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life hasn't fucked you in the ass yet. So don't tell me that it has for you right into my face when I've been dead before. And wipe that godly "I'm the queen of the world" smile of your face when you're talking to me or you won't deserve any respect from me like any civil individual deserves. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You think you got it going tough sister? Well you haven't seen anything yet. Age is just a number and any fool can tell you that even if you're older than someone doesn't mean you're BIG FUCK get it? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm less mindful of the vulgarities here because that's exactly what you deserve short from being a slut. Perhaps you already are from what I have heard so far. If you think that being a woman means letting all the men get touchy-feely, then go have a day-job at the famous streets of Geylang. I see that there's less of that at the moment, but impressions don't come easy for me, and you've spoilt the first one ever since day one of our so-called friendship began. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A million apologies to the sweet and endearing, as well as tolerant lover who has been trying his utmost to keep the flame burning, but I pray for the time where you can finally find your sanctury like I have. I believe you will and I know that you deserve better. It's time for you to step out of this and learn how to fly. And love that feeling! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bro, if you're ever reading this, I know you will find a way out somehow. And this ain't just some ranting for me to vent my frustrations, I hope that whoever has the power can actually kill this person someday, and bring her back to reality. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PER SE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As for real skill, you don't have enough of it sweetie. Change your damn attitude before you even think about getting the real deal. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If this ain't obvious enough as to what I'm actually saying, then you can just jolly well boil your head as I don't think it's even put to the right use anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FUCKING DISGRACE TO WOMEN. I'm ashamed to call myself part of your community.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-4041977479262957261?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/4041977479262957261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=4041977479262957261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/4041977479262957261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/4041977479262957261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-roll.html' title='▪ - ~On a roll~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-5726483443881984667</id><published>2007-08-29T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T22:20:33.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Busy Bee</title><content type='html'>Oh yes, I know I'm supposed to do an update here that was due ages ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Yada yada, I've been working my ass off for a salary that can't even feed a hungry monkey. And I still have to face the this Fucking Bitch that I'm soon NOT going to tolerate. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT if you're even the President's Daughter? I don't give no shit. But thank god you're not his daughter or I may hell end up in jail for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously one day, if you keep getting on my nerves like that, I will sure as hell, Send you off to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough of an insufferable bitch. Let's talk about... hmm... My job that pays peanuts. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if you can't get a deal that costs at least half a million, you'll earn peanuts. And I'm not talking about just any itty bitty deal, I promised Mr. ex-SJI that I'll TRY to get 5 appointments in a Week, talk about DIFFICULT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some times I really don't know what to do... But really, is that even possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody just gimme a half a million dollar deal if you please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Animals came in 2 by 2 the animals came in 2 by 2! Poor Evan Baxtor, I still liked him when Jim Carrey was making a fool out of him in part I but Evan does pack a whole lotta laughs with his Noah get-up. But this just lacked the humor that the Jim Carrey Factor has... in the previous Almighty franchise. I wonder what they might come up with next? Or rather, there's no more Chosen Ones by Mr. Morgan - I'm-God-in-white - Freeman... Somehow, I just felt there was not enough funny to this one, while the previous reeked with wicked humour and a stolid storyline, this time, Evan failed to be that Almighty after all... Hmm... I wonder what was missing? The lions and tigers were there to give him a boost too...&lt;br /&gt;Another Prayer for you Evan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to watching some people live in action... Wonder if that will ever happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, Amanda, I miss you hell lots!&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my Wishlist, Officially, 29th August 2007,&lt;br /&gt;1. LV Long Wallet&lt;br /&gt;2. Off Shoulder Blue Top&lt;br /&gt;3. White Satin Ribboned dress&lt;br /&gt;4.  Black Silk Top&lt;br /&gt;5. Purple satin Top&lt;br /&gt;6. Driving License&lt;br /&gt;7. Subaru WRX .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-5726483443881984667?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/5726483443881984667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=5726483443881984667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/5726483443881984667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/5726483443881984667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2007/08/busy-bee.html' title='The Busy Bee'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-7368187634283239116</id><published>2007-07-30T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T04:34:11.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~I was chosen to Lead not to Read~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I didn't know that the little yellow creatures with no hair or too much hair and able to withstand hard knocks and knives could actually be funny. I couldn't say I was a fan of the Simpsons but the show actually turned out to be pretty good. I must say the jokes were pretty lame but they still maintained the element of poetic humor to keep it going. I must say they deserve their horde of fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Homer was seriously a knockout. And it only takes Marge's Girl power to keep the marraige going to be able to climb into bed at night with a useless, self-centered bum such as Homer. But it was pretty endearing to hear Homer remark that he'd face the world all day, no matter be it how atrocious, only to be able to climb into bed with her at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who could forget President Schwarzzeneger. Who amazingly wasn't voiced by the charismatic Austrian himself. A very poetic manner with which he potrayed himself: "I was chosen to Lead not to Read!" with his very Austrian accent as best as it could be mustered. How quaint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the part where Lisa was playing her saxophone. I had always enjoyed her music as a kid and this was no less. Lisa, the environmentally friendly and the only Sane one in her dysfunctional family is one of the characters besides Flanders that maintains the sanity of the series. Of course Marge's hair cannot claim for the Sanity. Whoever has hair as high and colourful as hers eh? But I do admire her girl power. R.E.S.P.E.C.T! Very good Marge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Maggie the cute little accident as Homer described, isn't as baby as she seems... She never was in fact. The silent intelligence of the lot, she does make to be a good screen gem. And don't you just want to go "Awww..." at everything she does? It was quite light-heartening watching these half-familiar cartoon faces doing their "thang" on the big screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a good laugh. But I still must say this. NOT SUITABLE FOR CHILDREN UNDER 13 =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-7368187634283239116?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/7368187634283239116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=7368187634283239116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/7368187634283239116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/7368187634283239116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-was-chosen-to-lead-not-to-read.html' title='▪ - ~I was chosen to Lead not to Read~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-7026864817123588076</id><published>2007-07-30T16:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T16:14:27.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~Excitement~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Only &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;more days left... I don't want my Tai-tai life to end! &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;For those who have no idea what I'm talking about... August 1, keep this on tab for more updates...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Something&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; BIG&lt;/span&gt; is happening on August 1st =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-7026864817123588076?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/7026864817123588076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=7026864817123588076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/7026864817123588076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/7026864817123588076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2007/07/excitement.html' title='▪ - ~Excitement~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-605473210739888754</id><published>2007-07-22T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T15:52:20.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paradise eternity'/><title type='text'>▪ - ~Dreaming of Paradise~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;As Eternity draws near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My dreams see forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Reality is my dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My dream is now reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Where your heart is my sanctuary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The quiet beating of tranquility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My Eyes have seen the world resurrected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Through your eyes and by your soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The world is a better place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Because of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;For all the good times and the bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;you stood by me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;For eternity I hope it would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;For all the love you brought to my life  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;you made every wrong seem right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My heart lies in the bosom of your soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Locked in the deepest eternity you can bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;For always and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My Life interwined with yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Paradise shall be ours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dreams will be our eternity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Spirited away in the depths of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Was my heart in your sacred soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;______________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-605473210739888754?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/605473210739888754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=605473210739888754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/605473210739888754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/605473210739888754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2007/07/dreaming-of-paradise.html' title='▪ - ~Dreaming of Paradise~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-9208720791254347581</id><published>2007-07-20T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T22:21:57.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~UPDATE~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>Hear Ye Hear Ye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20072007~ I've accepted it! Ecstatic... More interesting stories in store! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep this on a TAB!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-9208720791254347581?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/9208720791254347581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=9208720791254347581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/9208720791254347581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/9208720791254347581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2007/07/update.html' title='▪ - ~UPDATE~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-938060331723709682</id><published>2007-07-20T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T19:23:18.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>▪ - ~Choices and dreams~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>Well... I have finally narrowed them down to 2 choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To sell or not to sell?&lt;br /&gt;(Better strike a good deal with her 1st)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. To interact or not to interact&lt;br /&gt;(seems all so lucrative)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to be back in the hot seat yet again!&lt;br /&gt;But WHAT SHALL I CHOOSE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I have this beautifully painted dream blah blah... So embaressing to say it all... I wish for a mermaid cut... Nice long locks, shiny, windswept... 1st along the coast with the cool sea breeze... Arm in arm... A nice good yeared flute in hand, delectable tinies... All of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to... An atmospheric, warm place for a sumptous meal... then to the place with the exotic name.... with the lights, the ambience... and even that place where we first met.... Where rendevous was the word and... there wasn't a care in the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. It feels like I'm painting this castle in the air but this will be my ultimate goal. Perhaps... What would it be like for a WRX to be a you know... Aww Crap! What am I thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*scrubs face* *breathes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can dream can't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do hope it'll come true... And then in a nice warm fuzzy wuzzy future... Things get even better. I want!&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Stripes!" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y166/Michiru84/CopyofStripes2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stripes for the day! I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-938060331723709682?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/938060331723709682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=938060331723709682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/938060331723709682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/938060331723709682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2007/07/choices-and-dreams.html' title='▪ - ~Choices and dreams~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-8595950252049272218</id><published>2007-07-19T04:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T15:06:20.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A dilemma with prose'/><title type='text'>▪ - ~Dilemma~ - ▪</title><content type='html'>So. There comes a point in life where you have to make choices. I for one, can't make up my mind on this. And it's getting to a point where it's becoming very frustrating. Life hasn't always been a bed of roses for me or a stroll in the park, but this is ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knocking on the wrong doors is bad enough, but somewhat to be wanted by what you don't REALLY REALLY want is another story altogether, if only I could work out something more lucrative for myself... And earn more $$ in the process, if not it would only become an utter waste of time. What you really want is never within your grasp, but why do some people have it so extremely easy? It's not really fair at all. I've been buried in the wilderness for too long. It's time for me to show the world what I really am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you'd think me to be a nothing. Perhaps you'd think that I'm just blowing my horn... But some people know better. If only they're the right ones... Will Lady Luck shine on me? I pray for my dreams to be answered, and fast. I've many things that I've yet to accomplish... Starting from the big M word... Sadly, another M rules the world at the moment. Another M that desperately needs to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things are happening, too fast too furiously. But I can't take the minute to slow down... Because I'm running out of time, as much as people say I ain't... If only they knew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for today... In the mood for this:&lt;br /&gt;In all the right places by Lisa Standfield;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you take me straight to heaven&lt;br /&gt;I could never fall&lt;br /&gt;cos loving you is what I'm made for&lt;br /&gt;I'd gladly give my all and all&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt matter where I am&lt;br /&gt;As long as I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;You can take me high above&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I've been dreaming of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;In all the right places,&lt;br /&gt;its feeling so good&lt;br /&gt;In all the right places.&lt;br /&gt;Just like it should&lt;br /&gt;And I swear, I love you&lt;br /&gt;And I swear, I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If were dancing all alone&lt;br /&gt;Or in a crowded room&lt;br /&gt;When you wrap your arms around me&lt;br /&gt;You can always send me to the moon&lt;br /&gt;When we kiss our sugar kisses&lt;br /&gt;And the music starts to play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got love, weve got each other&lt;br /&gt;And were going all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find times never wasted,&lt;br /&gt;when its ours to kill&lt;br /&gt;I know in all the right places,&lt;br /&gt;you're touching me still&lt;br /&gt;And I swear, I love you&lt;br /&gt;And I swear, I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some inspiration from today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say you're truely sincere&lt;br /&gt;If the words are from here.&lt;br /&gt;Would thoughts be so blatent&lt;br /&gt;That insults would be so apparent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you learn to tame your tongue&lt;br /&gt;Will true love teach you wisdom&lt;br /&gt;Or will you stay a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spoon is ever-present&lt;br /&gt;Omniscient in your life&lt;br /&gt;But the world has hapless beings&lt;br /&gt;Void of that fortune and strife&lt;br /&gt;Is criticism the start of war&lt;br /&gt;Or just your facade hiding more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that be wisdom,&lt;br /&gt;that be right&lt;br /&gt;I fear the world would just divide&lt;br /&gt;For true sages to be born&lt;br /&gt;A humble tongue must be wrought.&lt;br /&gt;Slay not every other poor soul&lt;br /&gt;But search your own mirage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-8595950252049272218?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/8595950252049272218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=8595950252049272218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/8595950252049272218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/8595950252049272218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2007/07/dilemma.html' title='▪ - ~Dilemma~ - ▪'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12451862.post-8307834909215741751</id><published>2007-07-17T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T02:25:38.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A new beginning and the Transformers review'/><title type='text'>A new start.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My blog has been closed for the past couple of months, however, I've decided to revamp and reopen my blog, just so I can post up my writings and opinions again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things will be different this time. There'll be more movie reviews, game reviews, book reviews, even people reviews, where I may just rant the shit out of hapless individuals in the street that just step the hell out of my 9th tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, perhaps just the brief introductions here other than the itty-bitty shit that's been posted up on the side navigation bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just call me xLadYzStaRx or the Lady. I call myself the Lost Guardian of the Stars. Why is that so? Let's just say that I've found my sanctuary at last and I intend to remain lost in this galaxy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I you may wonder. But let me just say it's none of your business unless of course you know me personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was left to to be desecrated not so long ago in the past. For a period of 4 years I lay wasted, consumed by the Evil I call my past and a person whom I've since forgiven that'll I refer to as the Beast. My life was a turmoil of insufferable childishness from insignificant individuals I refrain from even calling humans and the only refuge I could seek was from the few Angels that came into my miserable half-life then. I sincerely thank them all from the bottom of my heart for easing the pain a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world had been an empty shell for me. A place where I lived life in an eternal masquerade party, skimming upon the grasp of happiness while never really caught in it's warm embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this page includes snippets of my past in the links I've provided but I've never really elaborated much of my past because of the incessant presence of the Beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many interesting anecdotes of my past which I may choose to present in the course of this revelation, but I'd like to bask in my newfound happiness for the mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the resurrection of my blog, I would like to begin with thanking the Special one of my life, you know who you are, for giving me the inspiration to start again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to business. Todays topic will be the person of the moment! An individual who has incessantly been trying to crush my tail since I came into his/her life. First there was the insufferable attitude and behaviour, then there was the whinings and grimings, then there was the I'm-Holier-than-thou attitude, and the I-think-I-can-just-step-on-you-all-I-want mode and currently the I'm-being-helpful-just-to-make-myself-look-better mode. No names included but I suppose these are just some of the people you'd meet in life everyday. But mark this, this is a SINGLE person alone. Ah wells, such is the life of an overrated individual who thinks the world owes them a living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck this kinda shit man. But enough of the complaining. Here's another thing I'd like to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about the recent hullabaloo over the much awaited movie that's spawned thousands of overgrown fans who were bawling away in the 80s when they were kids and now at a ripe old age of 30 and more, flock to the big screen to take on their childhood fantasy of seeing these technological organisms come to life. I quote the little boy sitting in his mommy's car, watching 2 humongous technological monstrosities fighting it out: "OH MOMMY! COOL!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the cry of probably almost every single overgrown child who's grown up in the 80's watching; yes you've guessed it, TRANSFORMERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born in the 80s but too young to ever get into the fad of asking my mommy to buy me the nice little red/blue truck. I was introduced to the ERA of the Beast Machines. Yet, during my time, they showed the G1 versions of Transformers as well. Moreover, I'm a female, less chance I'd ever get involved with these little boy toys eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a ripe old age of 22, I get my first taste of the New Age Transformers, what more the UN-animated version. Of course that fuelled my interest in the whole Transformer Saga. But I remain faithful the the Maximals in the Beast Wars Era. My favourite I should say was Cheetor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, with all these rantings that Transformers 2007 would be THE hit of the year, all the hype about it died down after watching the movie. There were just some things that didn't seem to ring true. Sure I was sitting in the theater going: "Beat the crap outta him! Go! Kill it!" and "WOW, that's COOL!" but there were just some questions eating into me. So is that the continuation of everything that's begun in G1 or is that a whole new introduction of Transformers to the new gen y children? Or?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie introduced a few Autobots and Decepticons albeit from their G1 moulds but were audiences supposed to draw the link from the G1 Transformers? I can vaguely remember the beginning of CyberTron and the existence of the Allspark but my kid mind years ago used to question the significance of the Autobots and Decepticons' mindless battles(i.e they quarrel because MegaTron wants to Conquer CyberTron then they go into war, (my favourite part is still their transformation), then they fight and one side loses, blah blah you get the drift.) and I used to think what a mindless series it was. But as the series progressed into its Beast Era, I fell in love with the Hi-tech Biotechnological Maximals having no other Cartoons to see on TV during that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So will Bay present the other Autobots and Decepticons as the franchise continues or will we still be left with these loopholes to address?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for the moment I guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12451862-8307834909215741751?l=michiru-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/feeds/8307834909215741751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12451862&amp;postID=8307834909215741751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/8307834909215741751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12451862/posts/default/8307834909215741751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiru-star.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-start.html' title='A new start.'/><author><name>xLadyzStarx™</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fTpapHGmrzs/SMH-AAdbvPI/AAAAAAAAAAo/6RCu_m7C-KI/S220/sailormoon_eternal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
