<?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-4961839931531545860</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:14:26.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Purplerifictionity~~~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-4803793927678710799</id><published>2010-06-12T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T08:32:25.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daydream 05</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;“And this is where I am now, this present time… with my party and many comrades. Venue: Earth, Time: according to Hades, the end for all of us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a girl, probably about 9 to 10 years, just standing a few meters away from a shrine.[InuYasha] She is wearing all in white, had a tiara but it is worn upside down, clung onto her forehead. Behind her tiara mark a scar of a crescent of the moon, glowing deeply with blue essences. She is holding a very black gothic bunny. Behind the bunny doll laid a string, the girl pulls it and the bunny doll starts to sing in an unusual evil laughter, laughter of a devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the girl, she is tearing, but her face does not show any emotions. Tears pour out more from her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She begin to pull the string again and the bunny asks, “Why my dear are you crying?”&lt;br /&gt;The girl whispers with a steady voice, “I don’t want my soul to be eaten and to be perished in to dust, I don’t want to die.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunny begins to laugh, soft at first, then louder and louder.&lt;br /&gt;“No!!! That is not true!!! Destiny can be changed!” shouted King Micky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-4803793927678710799?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/4803793927678710799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/daydream-05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/4803793927678710799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/4803793927678710799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/daydream-05.html' title='Daydream 05'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-2057676321526359647</id><published>2010-06-12T07:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T08:04:19.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dream That Never Was</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;…meaning, time passes… but I remember that something about me and the party going to meet everyone in Zeus land thingy place [Hercules] and met the guardian of light. I’ll explain more about her character later. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*spoil a bit, others that I told you the upcoming dream, haha, I miss out some of it... sorry because too long to talk in the car.... yes, my upcoming story is about the land of Hercules. The Heavens, the Earth, and the Underworld [how do I know this, through Kingdom Hearts xD.. lame]*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;==ll&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-2057676321526359647?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/2057676321526359647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/dream-that-never-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/2057676321526359647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/2057676321526359647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/dream-that-never-was.html' title='The Dream That Never Was'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-1271458753266941785</id><published>2010-06-07T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T04:50:56.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird happenings in KH2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/TA4rpTNvHSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ZfOTcFitQ48/s1600/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/TA4rpTNvHSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ZfOTcFitQ48/s400/19.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480365785088990498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/TA4uXoy1oII/AAAAAAAAAIY/1UcvJDv4wcc/s1600/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/TA4uXoy1oII/AAAAAAAAAIY/1UcvJDv4wcc/s400/22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480368780178989186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/TA0gXJ2Kv-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/dItAkgYcueU/s1600/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/TA0gXJ2Kv-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/dItAkgYcueU/s400/31.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480071903731957730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read from right to left.... crazy Goofy:A hyuck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-1271458753266941785?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/1271458753266941785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-of-weirdest-thing-in-kh2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/1271458753266941785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/1271458753266941785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-of-weirdest-thing-in-kh2.html' title='Weird happenings in KH2'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/TA4rpTNvHSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ZfOTcFitQ48/s72-c/19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-5036016633290347513</id><published>2010-06-07T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T08:09:15.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daydream 04</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I woke up from my sub-consciousness and realized I was still at the same place. [the meadow] Only this time, there was no sacred blossom tree or the mirror. The sky was completely black. When I sat straight, 3 figures gazing few inches from me. A duck, a big tall dog and a young boy. *deep thoughts in my head* [0.0 Yea……..] “Uhh, this belongs to you.” *Handing over my bazooka* “Thanks” I mumbled. As I was about to reach and touch my weapon, my hands, they were not the same as my ones. Instead, I was wearing some sort of leather glove and my nails are long. When I look down at myself, I was wearing the same armor as the girl I saw in the mirror. Velvet black armor, I curtained that I could see myself as a Goth person. Creepy. I took my weapon anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the weird feeling of them kept staring at me since I sat down. Decided not to know their names, even though I knew them, a feeling, which is hard to describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking away, then, the insane snail creature came back. But this time, it’s not the small 2-4 feet snail. This time, it’s their queen. It’s was as tall as a house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*deep thoughts: I &lt;strong&gt;DISLIKE&lt;/strong&gt; SNAILS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly get on to my footing, run through the meadow, firing aimlessly at the evil snail. One problem it’s toooooooooooooooooooo big. ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*deep thoughts: I will say this again…. I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; SNAILS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the 3 guys were beside me, together somehow, in the end, with lots of combos and moves and magic and defenses, we managed to pull it through and the snail had been defeated. Do not be fooled, the queen snail did not died, it vanish into some kind of dark portal. Again, what a creepy snail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-5036016633290347513?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/5036016633290347513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/daydream-04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/5036016633290347513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/5036016633290347513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/daydream-04.html' title='Daydream 04'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-102987844477628371</id><published>2010-06-07T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T09:00:03.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.//Eclipse Bunny. Report no. 2</title><content type='html'>4 familiar voices to the ear yet seems unfamiliar to the brain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-102987844477628371?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/102987844477628371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/eclipse-bunny-report-no-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/102987844477628371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/102987844477628371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/eclipse-bunny-report-no-2.html' title='.//Eclipse Bunny. Report no. 2'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-7924272696238879876</id><published>2010-06-07T08:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T08:09:52.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daydream 03</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heard a familiar voice, a bright light shines from above me and I’ve been caught in that light. Heard the same quaky voice, “Wake up, are you okay? Wake up!” Then more voices, “Guarsh Donald, could you be a more little bit gently…A hyuck.” “Hey you guys, she’s waking up.” “You guys take care of her, I have to go, I’ll promise to join you guys later, I promise” “But your majesty…..” “Take care you guys, take care of her too, and find the other elemental guardians as well.” *Zoop [obviously he went through a portal]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-7924272696238879876?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/7924272696238879876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/daydream-03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/7924272696238879876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/7924272696238879876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/daydream-03.html' title='Daydream 03'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-7326413591437686877</id><published>2010-06-07T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T08:10:12.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daydream 02</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I went back headquarters and I was exhausted. As I was passing through the combat practice room, [there are mirrors in there] I saw a bright flash of light shining through the mirror. I was curious and I walk over to it. Suddenly a force collided and pushed me towards and into the mirror. When I reached the other side, the light was fading and I was in a wondrous place. A meadow full of pretty flowers. [mostly lavenders, my favourite flower (= ] The sky was blue-pinkish, the most amazing sunset ever. Fireflies were dazzling hovering around. Bunnies were hopping around the field. [sooooooo cute o(^^)o] It was such a wonderful sight. Then as I look straight, I saw a blossom tree. Pink petals were drift off by the wind. The tree was shimmering, gold and silver dust of some sort. As I was admiring the tree, when I gaze over the tree trunk, there was a mirror stood just right in front of it. The mirror had a gold frame. It looked ancient. The mirror was about my height. In my head, I heard a voice of a man, “Do not be afraid, touch it, fe----------el it.” [the word feel dragged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was curious the mirror suddenly appeared out of nowhere, it was not there a few moments ago, strange indeed. A few seconds later, a figure began to form in the mirror. A girl, about my height, wearing the same clothes that I was wearing. All of the sudden, my reflection’s hands moved. Began cupping her hands together. In the middle of her palms, lay a small amount of fire burning. [fireball in midair] Slowly, the fire began to burn vigorously and it burned the image of the mirror. When the fire died down, the image too was cleared. Instead of me in the mirror, stood a girl, with very long black glossy hair with red highlights. Her skin was as white as the petals of a spider lily. Eyes were glowing brilliant red. She wears in black with a bit of red linings. The same bazooka held on to her back, but instead, her bazooka was glowing neon red. She still held the fire in her palms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was scared, especially when I saw her expression. She was angry. Eyes were daggering across me. Just then, the fire slowly began to burn again. Slowly, the fire took shaped, transforming into a fire-flame dragon. Suddenly the mirror cracked and blood oozed out from between the cracks. Right after that, the dragon flew out from the cracked mirror and flew over the skies and flew back down straight into me. I could feel the fire burn inside of me. When I check my hands, actually my whole body was glowing with orange-red aura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the girl in the mirror, one weird thing I notice all of the sudden about her is that, she had the same face as I do. Then she flew through the mirror, as she did so, the mirror shattered, sending sparks of glass towards me. Glass cut my skin and fresh blood forming out of my wounds. But that’s not what I was worrying about, the girl flew and penetrated through my body. Just as she does so, I heard a voice. A scream to be exact. It’s the same voice I heard before. A guy screaming in pain. A scream feel with emotional pain, sorrow and agony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after that, I began to feel woozy. Sleep began to lurk me in. I was falling from the exact spot I was standing. As I was falling, the background, the meadow, the sky, everything, began to evaporate and darkness took over the surroundings. I fall head first into the endless darkness. I thought I was going to drop and crash but I felt nothing. Just then, I heard another familiar voice, sound of a duck, “Cure”. [guess who]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-7326413591437686877?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/7326413591437686877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/daydream-02.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/7326413591437686877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/7326413591437686877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/daydream-02.html' title='Daydream 02'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-5522333446481728546</id><published>2010-06-07T06:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T06:12:37.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.//Eclipse Bunny. Report no. 1</title><content type='html'>Mutant Snails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-each have them have their own shell colour&lt;br /&gt;-gives off pink trail, so as their unwanted substances&lt;br /&gt;-they have feelings&lt;br /&gt;-big eyes&lt;br /&gt;-about 2 to 4 feet high&lt;br /&gt;-carry Nazi-like flag on their shells&lt;br /&gt;-spit out green acid goo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-5522333446481728546?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/5522333446481728546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/eclipse-bunny-report-no-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/5522333446481728546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/5522333446481728546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/eclipse-bunny-report-no-1.html' title='.//Eclipse Bunny. Report no. 1'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-3794605194594092767</id><published>2010-06-06T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T08:10:35.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daydream 01</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was a spy/ agent/ leader of Crime Fighting Investigator. I lead my troops down to the alley. Of course we are carrying our most vulnerable weapons. Name it we have it. As for me, I was carrying my trustworthy bazooka. My bazooka was and still is greenish black. And backup weapons such as air attack controller, granite, and a few other bombs. [got this in Worms 4 Mayhem] Point is that, we are running to the alley because Earth has been invaded by some sort of some monsters/aliens. I should say they are mutant snails from outer space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snails are horrible. They are about 2-4 feet high, multicoloured shells, and each snail has a Nazi-shaped flag behind its back. They give of a pink trail. [just imagine the snails from Maple Story, only bigger and meaner] They had these big, scary, evil look in their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one snail, which it looked sick and it pooed about a few feet away. Yes, it was pink as the snail trail. It smells and use my bazooka and shot it without mercy. [wakakakakakakakakaka!!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My troops and I kept on fighting over time. But more snails just kept on coming. Time to unleash my secret weapon. The air attack bombing. Of course my troops will have to evacuate. In the end, we won. [my dreams always ends good, I have no idea why] But I had the feeling that this will not be the end of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-3794605194594092767?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/3794605194594092767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/daydream-01.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/3794605194594092767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/3794605194594092767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/daydream-01.html' title='Daydream 01'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-478575699629777465</id><published>2010-06-06T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T08:54:58.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Introduction</title><content type='html'>Okay. Introduction all starts with... read my post about my issue with snails... I'm lazy to copy and paste again... It's a few post back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-478575699629777465?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/478575699629777465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/short-introduction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/478575699629777465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/478575699629777465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/short-introduction.html' title='Short Introduction'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-7395224020861599443</id><published>2010-06-06T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T08:41:27.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I want to say</title><content type='html'>Right now, got the feeling that I should not put up my real life happenings because umm.... those crazy evil nanobots will snoop into my page and steal some profile stuff..... guess that it's not save.... instead I will be posting up some of the things happening in my head, more like my day dreamings and sleep dreams. I want to treasure these dreams. These few weeks, months, I have been having extreamly weird dreams... I guess I could start out with a report... hmm.... .//Eclipse Bunny. reports [got this from Ansem reports, you know, Kingdom Hearts] yeap.... and the story goes.. weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..... == somehow I can hear this in my head " Hey Edwina, you be good" guess who said that.. hint: Court Magician of Disney Castle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-7395224020861599443?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/7395224020861599443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-i-want-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/7395224020861599443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/7395224020861599443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-i-want-to-say.html' title='What I want to say'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-8011617462134373263</id><published>2010-02-08T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T06:08:41.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My journal from the starting point [=</title><content type='html'>17/01/09&lt;br /&gt;  Eklektos Celebration 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Praise and Worship&lt;br /&gt;1. Break Free&lt;br /&gt;2. Your Name High&lt;br /&gt;3. Same Power&lt;br /&gt;4. Stronger&lt;br /&gt;5. Agnus Dei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Sermon&lt;br /&gt;~ Joshua&lt;br /&gt;~ 2nd Corinthians chap. 11&lt;br /&gt;~ Romans chap. 4: 17&lt;br /&gt;         chap. 10: 17&lt;br /&gt;         chap. 12: 2&lt;br /&gt;~ 2nd Timothy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;~4th Jan - Monday/ night time~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back on the schedule above, wow, that was the time when I first met Cyrus ko. That was the celebration when I saw him share about his life for the first time in Eklektos. 2009 has been a fast eyar. I remember the time when the very first cell camp had happened, the Catch-De-Fire Camp. I remember back then, I was stil those " felt so alone and don't felt belong" type of person. I remember ended up crying for the first few minutes when that camp had just started. I remembered Carrie and Jess came and calm me down and also shared their tough life that they too sometimes felt they couldn't be loved and don't take in negative words. But then, that time, they've shown love towards me, the first time I felt so down, so lonely.. Their caringness had brought me up from the pit of lonelyness. I've gone through hard and sad times during my primary school and ever since I've met Christ, it has made me free. How I wished that I could go back into time and to see thsoe really fun times with the youths again... The camps, Revo, friends whom when overseas for studies, ect... I have so many great people in my life now, and I would always tresure these amazing friends of mine. 2009 was a misture of everything, sometimes we have sad times, happy times, weird times... envy times... [Ronald and Roland... I want bouth of your guitars!!! xD *bird flies away... Naruto* ==] haha my point is... haha.. Seyniel likes to keep saying this in the past xD... I remembered. Ok so my point is that 2009 may be a great year, but I hope and pray that this year 2010 will be even a greater year~~~ woooooo~~~ O.o I'm getting hyper and hyper all of the sudden... Hang out with Steph, Emman, Max and Oscar a lot for the past month I guess, haha [=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;New year's resolutions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Be a better power point leader&lt;br /&gt;2. Max, Ronald and Seyneil chose me as one of the RR leaders for this year... hope I will do well in this leadership [=&lt;br /&gt;3. Emman chose wants to rise up as a cell intern or leader, I don't know... [I'm still not sure about this cause I can't attend my own cell because of BM tuition for PMR... haiz..... &gt;&lt;]&lt;br /&gt;  Yea, this year I'm rising up in a lot of leadership so............ gonna work hard!! SOAR HIGHER, DREAM BIGGER... *from Calvin, "THE SKY IS THE LIMIT"&lt;br /&gt;4. Score as many A's in PMR and UEC [UEC is harder than PMR T-T] + continue with reading Bible and doing devotions *I've been slacking a lot ]=&lt;br /&gt;5. Be a better daughter in my family [gezzz it's hard] My family now is still in pressure..... ]=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there are more but then I guess these are the top 5. So yea, wooooooooooooooooo~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ my cell is starting again this Friday. E1's first cell meeting of the year, I'm preparing ice-breaker, bring It ON!!!!!!!!!! [=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-8011617462134373263?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/8011617462134373263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-journal-from-starting-point.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/8011617462134373263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/8011617462134373263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-journal-from-starting-point.html' title='My journal from the starting point [='/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-8038453665820901783</id><published>2010-02-08T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T05:30:25.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>~8th Feb - Monday~&lt;br /&gt;Not much but then this morning 3rd recess we had RR leadership meething again... haha.. Hmm... Daniel will be leading for this week's RR... From the umm practise just now, I see that it is not easy at all to conduct this meeting... wow... so hard orh... yea.. so umm.. actually nothing much to say anyway.. okay, comitee members have to meet up with form teacher every Wednesday. At firt he said every Thursday but then me and Daniel go ask teacher to change it to Wed, so in the end, changed xD yay~~~ so yea, that is good news I guess, oh yea, gonna tell Max to change the leadership meetings time to every Tues, 3rd recess, becuase of Michelle's prefect duty crash on that same time and same day... so yea... chating with Max now... [= Woo finally he said can... ^^ yay Mich can join from now on!!!!!!!!!!! Soooooo... hyper..... ye!! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-8038453665820901783?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/8038453665820901783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/02/8th-feb-monday-not-much-but-then-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/8038453665820901783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/8038453665820901783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/02/8th-feb-monday-not-much-but-then-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-4810991243017550395</id><published>2010-02-07T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T06:47:35.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My journal....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;  Yea... ever since the beginning of the school year I've been starting to write in my journal... but I've kinda stop a few weeks ago because 1. lazy x/ 2. no time..... so I think for tonight I'm gonna post something which happen yesterday and today....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; ~6th Feb - Saturday~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Slept late cause sports day started 12.30pm. Arrived at school compound at 12 noon. Then waited for the ceremony to start. Kimberly was so sot man, she arrived in school at 7am... O.o crazy man, she said that her dad had to do something that morning so have to be in school early... waaaa..... suffer man... &gt;&lt;ll&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then after that, move on to the Pagoda, that's where I saw Stephanie, Apple, Jeson, Carmen, Oscar, Jamie, Cyrus ko [yay he came ^^],  a guy which I don't know his name.. sorry, Terence?? did he came? can't remember... Ronald, and did I miss out anyone...? I can't remember... sorry.... so yea.. Sports day is brutal... yet this year's  is much better than the past 2 years I'm in this school... every house camp is much much more alive... people screams lots of things... [when they run out of ideas, they all scream something else like Yellow House screaming Roti Canai xD] yea... that's basically it.... move on to EC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haiz.... Lots of bad luck...... 1. I didn't finish my dinner on time... 2. foot bang into a chair... 3. I make a terrible mistake by changing the umm propertise for the showing in the projector... 4. missed a bit of the sermon because was hungry, so I continue to ate my dinner... 5. I didn't gave my offering... cause I was still in the box that time and my bag was in the front seats...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haiz...... really make a big big big mistake last night.... but then I've learned my lesson, which is to be more organise and keep track of time and change the propertise carefully.... haiz.... but the sunny side.. things gone well with the slides... showed the VJ announcement in the desktop... then the sermon slides back to the laptop... oh yea, and last night was Gar first time playing keyboard during EC... yay Gar Gar... ^^ keep up the good work... so yea... Cyrus ko left early last night... Didn't gave him one of my sweets... awwwwwww.... he's gonna leave soon... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~~~~~!!!!! Don't go ko.... ]'=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;~7th Feb - Sunday~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nothing much happened actually, just go online and see see stuff... then now deciding to start writing my journal in this blog again... and not in my book in order to save money, papers, and pen inks.... so yea, basically is this lah I guess.... So yea.... [=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-4810991243017550395?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/4810991243017550395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-journal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/4810991243017550395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/4810991243017550395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-journal.html' title='My journal....'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-8208976034515004065</id><published>2010-02-07T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T06:16:32.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gakkk..... my blog is dying.... == oh well... I guess better post up something..... since I'm so bored.... ==ll&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-8208976034515004065?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/8208976034515004065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/02/gakkk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/8208976034515004065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/8208976034515004065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2010/02/gakkk.html' title=''/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-5872058891472769909</id><published>2009-07-17T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:13:39.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shakugan no Shana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SmFn7R42N0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/08hAoT498Bo/s1600-h/Shana_novel01.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359679299659380546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SmFn7R42N0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/08hAoT498Bo/s400/Shana_novel01.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yuji Sakai, a high school student, expected his very normal life to last forever. However, this expectation is quickly shattered one day while on his way home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;The world suddenly freezes in time, leaving Yuji to watch in horror as blue flames engulf the people around him. Soon a monster resembling a large doll appears and begins sucking the flames into its mouth, until it notices Yuji. Surprised with Yuji's insusceptibility to the time-stop (fuzetsu), it jumps with glee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Just as the monster prepares to consume Yuji, a sword-wielding girl in black attire with flaming red eyes and hair appears, swiftly and confidently destroys the monster, before noticing Yuji moving freely. The girl calls herself a "Flame Haze" who hunts the "Denizens of the Crimson Realm" and the "Rinne" they send to do their bidding. When Yuji notices a blue flame in his chest, the Flame Haze tells him that the "real" Yuji died some time ago, and that he is a "Torch", a temporary replacement for erased humans. Torches take on the forms of those erased persons, but after a period of time, they will vanish from existence and the memories of the living. Unfazed by his apparent death, Yuji befriends the strange girl and names her "Shana" after her sword. The reason Yuji was able to move in the fuzetsu is that he is not a normal Torch, but instead a special kind called a "Mystes": he has a treasure inside him, known as a "Hougu", a device possessing special abilities of sorts, and an extremely powerful and valuable one at that. The hougo inside Yuji allows him to remain in existence rather than fading away like other torches. Shana resolves to protect Yuji from the Denizens, who would use the treasure to disrupt the balance of the world, and Yuji decides to join Shana in her fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Shana's fight is actually a long-standing struggle between the Lords and Denizens of Guze. The Denizens steal Power of Existence, the energy that forms the basis of the world, from living people and utilize it for their own selfish ambitions. Some Lords inhabit humans creating Flame Hazes in an attempt to retain balance by hunting renegades from Guze. Flame Hazes create Torches in place of the consumed to save the world the disruption of many existences being lost at once, allowing the Torches to gradually burn out over the course of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-5872058891472769909?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/5872058891472769909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/07/shakugan-no-shana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/5872058891472769909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/5872058891472769909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/07/shakugan-no-shana.html' title='Shakugan no Shana'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SmFn7R42N0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/08hAoT498Bo/s72-c/Shana_novel01.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-8084808417796592776</id><published>2009-07-17T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:00:26.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SmFk8uX1LxI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ZYwRTMrf-ZI/s1600-h/Sister_-Princess_-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359676025950514962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SmFk8uX1LxI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ZYwRTMrf-ZI/s400/Sister_-Princess_-15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wataru Minakami is a top student who failed his high school entrence exam because of a computer glitch . He later discovered that he was accepted to Stargazer Hill Academy, which is located at a mysterious place called Promised Island. At the request of his father, Wataru is whisked away to the island, and before he can settle in, a dozen of cute and charming girls start to flock him and claim to be his younger sisters. As Wataru gets closer to his newfound siblings, a deeper mystery as to why they were sent to the island comes to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-8084808417796592776?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/8084808417796592776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/07/sister-princess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/8084808417796592776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/8084808417796592776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/07/sister-princess.html' title='Sister Princess'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SmFk8uX1LxI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ZYwRTMrf-ZI/s72-c/Sister_-Princess_-15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-988755512786118989</id><published>2009-07-17T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:54:44.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Special A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SmFjmM-QD8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/BX5XwaKAGHk/s1600-h/27d953cfb53d90_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359674539516104642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 368px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SmFjmM-QD8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/BX5XwaKAGHk/s400/27d953cfb53d90_full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hikari Hanazono has always been second to Kei Takishima. When they were six years old, their pro-wrestling loving fathers introduced them to each other. Assuming that she was the best in wrestling, young Hikari challenged Kei to a wrestling match only to be thoroughly defeated by him. Ever since that fateful incident, Hikari swore to beat Kei in school grades, sporting events or any competition. To do this, she has enrolled in the same school as Kei since elementary. Now she attends Hakusenkan, an ultra elite school, that costs her carpenter father a lot of money. Hikari and Kei are the top two students in the school, with Kei holding firmly to that number one position. While Hikari considers Kei to be a rival and important friend, she is completely unaware that Kei loves her. The story primarily focuses on Hikari and her constant attempts to defeat her one and only rival, Kei, and how she finds love in their rivalry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-988755512786118989?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/988755512786118989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/07/special.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/988755512786118989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/988755512786118989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/07/special.html' title='Special A'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SmFjmM-QD8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/BX5XwaKAGHk/s72-c/27d953cfb53d90_full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-8972186065225388887</id><published>2009-06-03T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T07:27:07.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snails..... again.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SiduAllqLxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/UYzCx6b3qTE/s1600-h/illust_monster_bluesnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343360439267503890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SiduAllqLxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/UYzCx6b3qTE/s400/illust_monster_bluesnail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I was bored so yea...... I don't know why I wanted to post this up... oh well... I'll just get on with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Lite F.M. Famous for the 80s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;The Snail-yish Submarine - Snailtles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We all live in a snail-yish submarine&lt;br /&gt;The snail-yish submarine&lt;br /&gt;The snail-yish submarine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;When The Snails Go Marching In&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When the snails go marching in&lt;br /&gt;When the snails go marching in&lt;br /&gt;And if you look&lt;br /&gt;You'll see that number&lt;br /&gt;And when the snails go marching in.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Row Your Boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Row, row, row your boat&lt;br /&gt;Gently down the stream&lt;br /&gt;If you see a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PINKISH&lt;/span&gt; snail&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to.....&lt;br /&gt;SCREAM....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Lite F.M. Famous for the 80s. This is E.C. speaking and I want to tell you more about snails. Now a days, when you see a snail or snails or something like that, remember run away from them as far as possible because.... you may never know.... snails may be dangerous. And here is a poem I would like to share....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snails..... Snails..... Snails......&lt;br /&gt;They are so many of them.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pink.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Orange.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yellow.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Green.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Blue.....&lt;/span&gt; Purple.....&lt;br /&gt;They have slimes&lt;br /&gt;Which is slimy..... (duh)&lt;br /&gt;And when you see one&lt;br /&gt;Be cautious.....&lt;br /&gt;You may think they are a whimp...... or harmless.....&lt;br /&gt;But think again&lt;br /&gt;You are wrong.....&lt;br /&gt;They are more than that as you imagine.....&lt;br /&gt;Cause they are from somewhere far, far away....&lt;br /&gt;Which they somehow apear in our planet...&lt;br /&gt;And this is all I have to say&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your patient.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is Lite F.M. Famous for the 80s.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-8972186065225388887?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/8972186065225388887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-was-bored-so-yea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/8972186065225388887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/8972186065225388887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-was-bored-so-yea.html' title='Snails..... again.....'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SiduAllqLxI/AAAAAAAAAGY/UYzCx6b3qTE/s72-c/illust_monster_bluesnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-4797446066353623705</id><published>2009-06-01T23:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T23:22:25.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SiTDd-NVDZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YgpsY4dEgNI/s1600-h/NEWMOONOneSheet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342609977650777490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SiTDd-NVDZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YgpsY4dEgNI/s400/NEWMOONOneSheet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This is going to be intresting....... another movie...... intresting.............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-4797446066353623705?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/4797446066353623705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/4797446066353623705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/4797446066353623705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-moon.html' title='New Moon'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SiTDd-NVDZI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/YgpsY4dEgNI/s72-c/NEWMOONOneSheet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-8467662210690016063</id><published>2009-06-01T06:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T06:20:51.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SiPTYKfhDQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tngz0p3fo-s/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342345995078405378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 420px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SiPTYKfhDQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tngz0p3fo-s/s400/image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dude, just finish watching Twilight... the story is so incredibly nice... but then I prefer reading the books than watching the movie... the movie is kinda.. umm.... how you say... scary and a bit of... "to much more scarier things in it"... so yea.. haha.. Twilight is really nice... even better than old Harry Potter........ haha...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-8467662210690016063?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/8467662210690016063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/06/twilight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/8467662210690016063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/8467662210690016063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/06/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SiPTYKfhDQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tngz0p3fo-s/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-5434679697610860753</id><published>2009-06-01T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T06:08:56.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fa Mulan's hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SiPStEhE2MI/AAAAAAAAAF4/2Y-qIfVTLko/s1600-h/pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342345254739957954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SiPStEhE2MI/AAAAAAAAAF4/2Y-qIfVTLko/s400/pic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Just cutted my hair 2 days ago... and everyone things that my hair looks exactly like Mulan's Hair... You know, Mulan 2. Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-5434679697610860753?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/5434679697610860753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/06/fa-mulans-hair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/5434679697610860753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/5434679697610860753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/06/fa-mulans-hair.html' title='Fa Mulan&apos;s hair'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SiPStEhE2MI/AAAAAAAAAF4/2Y-qIfVTLko/s72-c/pic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-7763473077547111809</id><published>2009-05-18T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T06:32:53.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Legends of the Hidden Temple</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;     Gosh I missed this show. I watch this game show when I was a kid and now I'm still watching it, haha. The show is called Legends of the Hidden Temple. The show was recorded in 1993 till 1995. The show has also been divided into different seasons :&lt;br /&gt;                                                               Season 1 - year 1993&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;                                                               Season 2 - year 1994&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;                                                               Season 3 - year 1995 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;     For me, Season 1 is kind of like I guess ok, ok lah. But in Season 2, it get scarier and more exciting. Most of all, Season 3 is the best of all seasons because it much, Much, MUCH scarier, exciting-ier, funnier, adventurous, challenging, AWESOME than both Season1 and 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;     And there are also 6 teams to compete for the show, and they are THE ONE AND ONLY.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;                                                                                              &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- RED JAGUARS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337152493772082386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/ShFf6mdgDNI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Dfu-nxjOBR4/s400/redjaguarssmall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;                                                                                        &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; - BLUE BARRACUDAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337152983120565634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/ShFgXFbRVYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uHtxAhfHHAk/s400/bluebarracudas_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;                                                                                            &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; - GREEN MONKEYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337155307525942226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/ShFieYgsq9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/ugkbevEBgMQ/s400/981239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;                                                                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;- ORANGE IGUANAS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337152219673369634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/ShFfqpXRnCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/In85aisUKTM/s400/orangeiguanas_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;                                                                                            - PURPLE PARROTS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337152371461380274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/ShFfze0W2LI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ji0VSuuhmAI/s400/purpleparrots_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;                                                                                            &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;- SILVER SNAKES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337152573726389330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/ShFf_QUF9FI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DPFVycH9m8g/s400/silversnakes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-7763473077547111809?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/7763473077547111809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/05/legends-of-hidden-temple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/7763473077547111809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/7763473077547111809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/05/legends-of-hidden-temple.html' title='Legends of the Hidden Temple'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/ShFf6mdgDNI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Dfu-nxjOBR4/s72-c/redjaguarssmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-5998057111102901419</id><published>2009-05-06T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T06:55:28.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school............</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ha ha, sorry that I hadn't post up anything for a while. I was busy..... Anyway, something really weird happened to me while I was in school this morning... Today is Wednesday, 6th May 09.;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This morning, before Tshung Tsin's 2nd recess, my class have Guidance class and this morning's Guidance class. Teacher showed us a video clip. The video is about............ "ABORTION". It was freakingly scary..... all those people who don't know what the word "ABORTION" means, it means that all those women don't want their baby. so they go operation and kill their baby in their own stamach....... sooooo scary...... Most of my classmates were really pissed after watching that video. I have to agree with them. All those woman having sex in their really young age..... if they don't want to have a baby, don't get into this loh. Why they have to go through this.. my Guidance teacher told us that all those woman who had "Abortion" will 70% have Breast Cancer. So all those people, expecially teenagers and children. Do NOT date when you're at these age. If you really don't trust me on this, then go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and see it for yourself. So this is my warning to all out there. It's best if you date when you're in University or in Colledge. But.... just in case you have a guy/girl friend in you really like. You can like her/him but don't overdue it lah. Like the two person can just hangout like really clost friends but NEVER, NEVER, NEVER KISS that person because if you do, you're one step closer to "you know what I mean". So everyone out there...... be careful what you're doing.. ok? ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;And before 4th recess, my class had music class. Teacher let us watch this movie. It was so awesome man..... The movie is called "STOMPoutLOUD". It was totally awesome...... they create and play music in a different way... like their musical instruments are basketballs, kitchen knives, brooms, playing cards, pots and pans and so on..... I think all of you should watch it, my class was totally amased when we watch this movie. Again I say this movie.... IS...... AWESOME!!!!!!! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Then after 4th recess, we had computer class. And we had Copmputer TEST....... I hate test...... Really funny, just now during the test, I panicked because I forgot how to do the value change to formula method... (Microsoft Excel 2007). Teacher said that if we made one tiny single mistakes on Section A, then the whole test we fail. This is Cambridge Exam by the way, the test is from U.K. Really strict.. Then when I was in the middle of my panicking, suddenly out of the blue. This song '.Hack//G.U. - Swaying Emotions ' kept playing over and over again in my head. Then suddenly my worries were gone and then, "drum roll please" I can remember how to do the formula method.... So lucky... I guess this is God's doing.. he put the most relaxing song in my brain and then suddenly got the idea bacak in my head. Haha, all glory to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;By the way.... my class has made a class chear..... It's kind of funny when you put it..... I know got swearing a bit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;WHO ARE THE SHITS......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;WE ARE THE SHITS......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;CANNOT HEAR YOU......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;WHO ARE THE SHITS......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;WE ARE THE SHITS......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;STILL CANNOT HEAR YOU ALL......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;WHO ARE THE SHITS......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;WE ARE THE SHITS!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;You all get it? We, Junior 2 Ren are called Shits, but we are not Shit.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ok this is weird........... this is so wrong....... but then they ask me to say this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt; since it's my class's cheer...................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-5998057111102901419?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/5998057111102901419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/05/school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/5998057111102901419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/5998057111102901419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/05/school.html' title='school............'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-3446013278126067321</id><published>2009-04-25T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T01:29:02.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MUSHROOMS~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I don't really know why I want to post this up... Guess that I'm bored...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ORANGE MUSHROOM~~~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SfLCcZAC2KI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-C-tQ3BHgzI/s1600-h/illust_monster_orgmushroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328535102135916706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SfLCcZAC2KI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-C-tQ3BHgzI/s400/illust_monster_orgmushroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ZOMBIE MUSHROOM~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328535204814381266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SfLCiXgf4NI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/TyCo9Pm3D0c/s400/illust_monster_zombie.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-3446013278126067321?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/3446013278126067321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/04/mushrooms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/3446013278126067321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/3446013278126067321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/04/mushrooms.html' title='MUSHROOMS~~'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SfLCcZAC2KI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-C-tQ3BHgzI/s72-c/illust_monster_orgmushroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-2791795981726215650</id><published>2009-04-25T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T05:09:28.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The most "MALANG" week of this month April 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the past few days, I've been so many of this so call 'bad luck'. I guess this week have to be my really bad 'bad luck'. I've gone through so many things which I dislike really much. It all started out on this week's Monday. Every Monday morning, we have assembly in the school hall. Then on that Monday morning, when Mr. Hiew a.k.a. principle gave a speech, he suddenly said this to everyone about my class. For the first time of Tshung Tsin's history.... Mr. Hiew had just praise my class... o.o for the first time ever in my class now Junior 2 Ren (2009) got praised by the principle..... He praise us because of this. Ok like this, like let say the whole Junior 2, the class rooms are super dirty and then when like a teacher asked us to clean up the mess, the Junior 2s will like staring at that teacher and then they will stare at the brooms, rubbish bins, and so on lah. Then that class monitor will go up to the duty roster and check who's on duty to do the cleanliness for the class. But, when there is a day that those person who is on duty on that particular day but that person is absent, the monitor will just say this to the teacher " Uhh... lau shi, zhe wei tong xue mei you lie xue xiao orh...." And then the monitor will just go back to his/ her place and just keep quiet along with the whole class. Then after that the teacher will assign someone to do the duty for that person who didn't come to school. All those people who were told to assign felt very how you say.... like no mood to do it/ have this feeling that it's too disgusting and don't want to do it.... like very inconvenient for them. But.... as for my class... we're like really supporting each and other, sometimes when someone ask us to like clean up something like the corridor, we like do it lah... we're like serving our class with more responsibility. And then right after the assembly, my class was so happy cause of this lah. Mr. Hiew encourages others to follow our ways of taking care of the school's cleanliness. Of course can become happy lah if anyone like praise you for doing something good. Then afterwards back in my class, for the lessons, from morning till afternoon, I didn't get to learn anything because my class extremely noisy. (My class is not a suitable place fot studying) This year, 2009, since the beginning of the year, I hardly ever learn anything because I cannot concentrate on anything... I'm poor in my Science, ALL BM subjects (Bahasa Malaysia, Kemahiran Hidup Bersepadu, Sejarah, Geografi and Moral/Sivik. So in the end, mostly all the teachers went to complain about us and 3 to 4 teachers said this to us " Felt very bad when this morning the principle encourage you, your class is really good at that but then you all have attitude problems. You may be good at the cleanliness but people care about the attitude first than other things......." Then my form teacher, Mr. Ooi, went to my class and he told us that he loves my class so much. He said that every time when a teacher complains about us, he always protect and defend for us. Whenever we made him angry, he never send us to the Discipline Room nor the Principle Room. But then he told us this, since so many teachers complain about our behavior and all that... and Mr. Ooi keeps defending us because the other teachers think like this, Mr. Ooi always protects the bad guys a.k.a. us Junior 2 Ren. So like that lah, he told us this. That day, Mr. Ooi was sent to the principle room. Imagine that... do you get me...? Mr. Ooi didn't sent us to the discipline or the principle room but we all sent him to the principle room. I felt really depressed after hearing this. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then this is the story loh… but then there’s another story happened on that very same day but it was after school somewhere at 2pmi think. You know that Tshung Tsin is also really careful about the traffic control. Then I don’t really know whether this story is true or not lah. I just heard someone said this so ya lah. There was this teenager. It was believe that that teenager was a Institute Student. He was like doing something wrong with the traffic and then the school’s guard and teachers were like telling him something and then that teenager got pissed off and then they got into a fight. So later it got really out of control so the school has no choice but to call the police. Haiz…. Again….. Every year must have police come to my school. This generation, students become too aggressive. Then after that the police came to our school. Then they were interrogating to the police. Then all the “busy bodies” came to watch the argument……. Haiz….. all those people are mostly the Junior 1 students. I guess since this is their first year here in Tshung Tsin, there are very curious about what’s going on in this school. Then the teachers think that it’s not save for them to see them about the situation so they had this conversation somewhere in either the discipline room, principle room, counseling room, or somewhere else…. So this is the story on Monday. But wait there’s more… this IS only last Monday’s story……..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-2791795981726215650?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/2791795981726215650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/04/most-malang-week-of-this-month-april.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/2791795981726215650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/2791795981726215650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/04/most-malang-week-of-this-month-april.html' title='The most &quot;MALANG&quot; week of this month April 2009'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-3409145136103136106</id><published>2009-04-23T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T06:45:31.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey.... it's funny..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hey, it's funny..... I've told this to Jessica Chen and.... Haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I don't know any of you other people know this or not but....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I AM A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BUNNY LOVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;AND A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SNAIL TORTURER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;........ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHA~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I don't know why but it started of like this......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Somewhere around February I think, my class had this Biology Experiment in the Science Lab. Our experiment is to...... disect earthworms and snails......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;..... Be prepared for next year fellow Junior 1 students(2009) because you're all gonna do the same thing as we all Junior 2 did..... don't worry too much, it's going to be awesome~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, when the time comes for us to disect snails..... in my head I was like.... 'Ewwwwwwwww................. oh man, this is suckish...... ewwww.... gross...... I don't want to kill a snail... it's too disgusting....... ' Haha, but then when I've like disect it, I felt that it's kind of fun.... surprisingly..... and I am NOT kidding.... After a few minutes examine the snail, my science teacher ask us to start disecting it and it started out like this, we have to take the snail out from it's shell. We triend to slowly and gently poke the snail to come out but it didn't work. Then we tried with a little bit of force but then... still cannot come out. Now this next part is really sad and disgusting. My group, one of the girls started being impatient and then she took the magnifying glass and use it to smash and crack the shell... 0.0ll And in the end, we end up killing the snail.... so sad............ Rest In Peace old snail........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And then there's this part about disecting an earthworm.... The truth is, I didn't have the time to look for earthworms so my group went to Timothy's group and ask if could like have an earthworm. They've 2 earthworms.... And they all said can so... my group is save~ Then we work on the experiment loh... Then suddenly, Timothy came to us and told us that the earthworm the gave us is actually half of it's body..... Meaning that, before that we thought that there were 2 earthworms.... but it's actually one earthworm body which is split into 2.... YUCK.... and then the both half of the earthworm still could move, extremely weird.... I find the earthworm really scary and disgusting....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And one night, I had this dream.... It's soooo~ cool orh...... In this dream, I dreamt about this army of 'Alienish Snails' invading Earth. Then this is where I came in, I am one of the soldiers/ spies/ army thingy, I don't really know but all I know that is I'm really good lah. I get to use a lot of weapons.... Hey, has anyone heard about this game "Worms 4 Mayhem" it's so cool.... In this dream, all the weapon I am using is all of the weapons in the game... and in my dream... my main weapon is the Bazooka. You know the green bazooka in the game.... Yea.. that's the one.... It's so COOL..... then back to the story of my dream, Alien Snails invading Earth.... All those snails right... very funny snails. Ever play Maple Story? I'm sure a lot of you guys out there ever played this game before.... you know Maple have many kinds of snails right? You know the 'Red Coloured Snails" in Maple? Yep... those snails were in my dream... hehe.... but there's a slight chances to the snails... the snails wore a Hitler stickers on their backs and their slime is in PINK in colour..... and their blood is brown in colour.... My dream very weird.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So like that, my troops go fight, fight and fight. Lot's of snails' brown blood on the ground. If I'm not mistaken, there was this snail pooing in the middle of the fight, the poo of course is in Red in colour.... ewwwwww..... and then at last we won.... haha..... the good guys always win wan.... haha... So yea, like this lah, this is my most amazing dream that I've ever dreamt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Just want to post this up.... I think it's funny when I said about torturing snails and all that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hehe..... Maple Blue Snail................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327881548705584114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SfBwCkv0U_I/AAAAAAAAADY/mtuHkNSxC8Q/s400/illust_monster_bluesnail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-3409145136103136106?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/3409145136103136106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-its-funny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/3409145136103136106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/3409145136103136106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-its-funny.html' title='Hey.... it&apos;s funny..........'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/SfBwCkv0U_I/AAAAAAAAADY/mtuHkNSxC8Q/s72-c/illust_monster_bluesnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-8590853850800163619</id><published>2009-04-21T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T06:52:05.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PINK IS A MANLY COLOUR~~!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Who the heck said that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PINK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a gayish colour!!! &lt;/span&gt;=_=lll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PINK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; IS NOT GAYISH BAH...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;C'MON LAH PEOPLE...........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PINK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; IS &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; A GAYISH COLOUR.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; IS A MANLY COLOUR.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; IS NOW A NEW LOOK FOR MALES...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but..... for girls..... there are still the same........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;for girls..... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is a girly colour towards us.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's ok for us, Girls~ ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Remember..................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girls&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; IS A &lt;strong&gt;GIRL&lt;/strong&gt;Y COLOUR........... cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we're girls mah..... isn't it...? Be proud of who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we are.... EVERY GIRLS OUT THERE~~~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guys&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt; Don't be afraid of this new fashion colour....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Trust me, if you're really, really MANLY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wear &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; cause...... I've just said it......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; IS A &lt;strong&gt;MAN&lt;/strong&gt;LY COLOUR TOWARDS GUYS........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;C'MON PEOPLE.... SUPPORT ME BY NOT TO BE ASHAME OF THE COLOUR &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;............. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt; IS THE NEW LOOK IN THIS GENERATION.............................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-8590853850800163619?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/8590853850800163619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/04/pink-is-manly-colour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/8590853850800163619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/8590853850800163619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/04/pink-is-manly-colour.html' title='PINK IS A MANLY COLOUR~~!!!!!'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-521226861410852447</id><published>2009-04-21T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T02:56:16.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Izumo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hey, for the past few days, I've been watching this Anime called Izumo. I think it's ok lah.................. I guess.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, just want to tell a little bit about the story. I don't want to spoil the whole story.....hehe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Here goes...................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yagi Takeru has been living in the Touma family's house since his parents are gone. He was raised by Touma Rokunosuke, the head of the house. He is surrounded by many people such as Yamato Takeshi, his best friend-cum-rival from the kendo club, the Shirato sisters, Kotono and Asuka, and his childhood friend, Oosu Seri. Life has been blissful until one day, an earthquake strikes the school and everything changes. Takeru awakens to find that the school looks as if has been abandoned for centuries and reduced to ruins. He also realizes that all the teachers and students have disappeared as well. He meets up with Seri and Asuka and they fled from the ruins, only to realize the town they used to live is in completely empty. Subsequently, people wrapped in clocks appear before him. They were told that they have been brought to another world. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     So yea..... I will show you a picture of it................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327056888194261138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Se2CBA8d4JI/AAAAAAAAACw/H4g__j0blXA/s400/user125754_pic1519_1236024724.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-521226861410852447?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/521226861410852447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/04/izumo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/521226861410852447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/521226861410852447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/04/izumo.html' title='Izumo'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Se2CBA8d4JI/AAAAAAAAACw/H4g__j0blXA/s72-c/user125754_pic1519_1236024724.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-1092842682125465002</id><published>2009-04-10T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T06:46:33.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Fantasy pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I want to share some of my Final Fantasy pictures.... I guess these are my favourite pictures... Haiz.....I am bored....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322969425325937778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd78fXLRVHI/AAAAAAAAAAw/52snEOcrwvg/s320/Final+Fantasy+VII-Tifa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd79FReQnUI/AAAAAAAAABA/ybTXhgYWbMo/s1600-h/4047-Final-Fantasy-7-Advent-Children-evuwx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322970076629998914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd79FReQnUI/AAAAAAAAABA/ybTXhgYWbMo/s320/4047-Final-Fantasy-7-Advent-Children-evuwx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322971268181841202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd7-KoWW1TI/AAAAAAAAABg/6d1LrTazjno/s320/final_fantasy_x_01_1280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322971527004307266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd7-ZsicP0I/AAAAAAAAABo/Wh33tfDiB58/s320/cloud-tifa-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322972038741382098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd7-3e6EU9I/AAAAAAAAABw/ncxrola0H30/s320/final_fantasy_X_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322972889628903218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd7_pAtdhzI/AAAAAAAAACA/TKkRwkXI6QY/s320/cg02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-1092842682125465002?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/1092842682125465002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-want-to-share-some-of-my-final.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/1092842682125465002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/1092842682125465002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-want-to-share-some-of-my-final.html' title='Final Fantasy pictures...'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd78fXLRVHI/AAAAAAAAAAw/52snEOcrwvg/s72-c/Final+Fantasy+VII-Tifa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-7544263759336264945</id><published>2009-04-09T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T10:08:22.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;  Hey, I want to share some Anime with you.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Umm.... I just want to tell you something... it's my Anime umm.... linings I guess... Ok, here it is, it's kind of embarrassing but I felt like telling you guys. My very first Anime that I watch is.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;     1st - Bu Bu Cha Cha ( I watch it when I was like 5-6 years old, haha, I started so young by watching Anime already....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;     2nd - Yu-Gi-Oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;     3rd - Pokemon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;     4th - Dragon Ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;     5th - Digimon (if I am not mistaken)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;     6th - InuYasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; 7th - Chobits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;     8ve - Kingdom Hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;     9th - Naruto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;     10th - Final Fantasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;     11th - Sister Princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;     12th - Kaze no Stigma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So there, I know, I know, in the beginning it was sooooooo~ embarrassing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;   I thik my next Anime that I should be watching is either .Hack Roots or Vampire Knight... or maybe there're others..... maybe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-7544263759336264945?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/7544263759336264945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-i-want-to-share-some-anime-with-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/7544263759336264945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/7544263759336264945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-i-want-to-share-some-anime-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4961839931531545860.post-2368170738603677935</id><published>2009-04-09T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T09:29:43.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;... my first very own personal blog... Cool... Anyway I'm new to this so if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;screwed up... then I don't know lah... Don't know what to write now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4961839931531545860-2368170738603677935?l=purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/2368170738603677935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/2368170738603677935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4961839931531545860/posts/default/2368170738603677935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplerifiction-edwina-chan.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-post.html' title='First Post....'/><author><name>Purplerifiction Edwina-Chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05624007368806181018</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZlJNSiQGHzo/Sd4jFf5KReI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b_nzBE3j81g/S220/SHUFFLE_019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
