<?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-2435215718029203244</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:16:11.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dark--laddie.blogspot.com</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark--laddie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435215718029203244/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark--laddie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>( '=sweetladdie=' )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11452384477121493627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435215718029203244.post-2531124276540383802</id><published>2007-11-02T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T13:06:27.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up late in the morning and saw hubby's message. OMG! I was so damn "early" to call him to wake up. Haiz. My little BIG mistake made him late for his 'O' levels paper today. Haiz.. I was so angry with myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vented all my frustrations on my a maths lesson. Mrs Ambika was teaching Binomial Theorem, which I found it as easy as one plus one. I understood the concepts and the shortcuts for getting the answers. Hmms, I wondered how ancient people get their inspiration on getting all these wierd formulae. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lesson, it was my break time. I met him on the concourse and I was kind of apologetic for what happened this morning.. Hmms, I decided not to let it affect me. I went to meet him and talked to him. Well, we were not supposed to do that. We created a massive mess for ourselves to clean up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to physics class after that. I didn't like physics classes although I liked physics a lot. The discipline in the class was poor and the pathetic teacher was trying to savage the volume of the class. Haiz. It never worked anyways. The students were not cooperative yet disruptive and playful in class. Although there were some students who worked with the teacher well, but that was the minority. Haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry class was next and I didn't have the heart to attend at all. Neither do I want to go home. I didn't know what i wanted, I just let my body to take control of my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm planning of what I am going to study next. I've got Chemistry to study for and A Maths too. I need to improve on my english and my humanities subject. I need all my subjects to be Bs. And of course many As as possible. My L1R4 should be less than 10 points. I can't afford to get Cs. I'm working that very very hard now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435215718029203244-2531124276540383802?l=dark--laddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark--laddie.blogspot.com/feeds/2531124276540383802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435215718029203244&amp;postID=2531124276540383802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435215718029203244/posts/default/2531124276540383802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435215718029203244/posts/default/2531124276540383802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark--laddie.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-woke-up-late-in-morning-and-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>( '=sweetladdie=' )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11452384477121493627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435215718029203244.post-800625440731726804</id><published>2007-10-29T14:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T14:42:31.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up out of a sudden. I felt so energised for the first time in the morning. I went to the toilet to get ready for today's class and activities. I went to prepare my breakfast and called hubby. A sleepy head. Lols!~ Just kidding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised my uniform wasn't ironed the first thing I opened my wardrobe. Zzz. I went to iron it and my brother cursed me. Hmms, well, it was common in my family for that to happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I was all set to leave the house, I walked to where hubby and I was supposed to meet. Well, I made a indirect route to it as I wanted to buy candy. Hahas!~ I will never grow up from that CANDY world. Lols!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw him walking up to the place and I was wondering if I could make fun of him. Hahas!~ He was calling me. But, he saw me after that. Hahas!~ Lols.. I'm insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to school together. When we reached school, I had to attend some project errands. Hmms, everone except timothy was late. Haiz. I planned the whole thing as I waited. One of the group members were damn late until I couldn't brief them about tomorrow. Hmms, well, I managed though after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class started after the KEY lady opened the locks. Hahas!~ I don't really like the lesson of the Math Teacher. The teacher kept repeating her lesson and failed to proceed on after we knew the basics. I would prefer a teacher that teaches us quick with all the information given. Hahas!~ I'm very direct person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed so fast that many of the students didn't know that it was time for the lesson to end. They were really focused, except for a few boys. Hmms,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one little tip by me that the lesson had ended, I ran off to the canteen. Chemistry lesson was interesting yet not fun. Lols, had to do the whole worksheet of writing chemistry and word equations. I was going to meet my client and he was damn late. I got fed up, I went off. ZZZ.. I hate people who are late. Waste my precious time to make money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What appeased me was hubby went home with me!! YAY! hahas. He helped me with my computer stuff though. Well, I just need to have a computer that can last for a year and I will change it with my own MONEY! lols. I hate to be using a lousy computer! It kind of sucks alot? I want speed! I want efficiency! I want HIGH security! Lols. I have a high expectations with computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must learn all "arts" of computer. I want to learn as many things as possible! I want to be able to fix my computer if it runs into any problems, as my computer always have this problem. That irritates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, hubby be coming. Hahas!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435215718029203244-800625440731726804?l=dark--laddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark--laddie.blogspot.com/feeds/800625440731726804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435215718029203244&amp;postID=800625440731726804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435215718029203244/posts/default/800625440731726804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435215718029203244/posts/default/800625440731726804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark--laddie.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-woke-up-out-of-sudden.html' title=''/><author><name>( '=sweetladdie=' )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11452384477121493627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435215718029203244.post-8455778079051759665</id><published>2007-10-28T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T10:52:23.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*vibration* It was a message from tim. I am not a MORNING person and was woken up by it. I need to sleep; well, work is important, I have to make a sacrifice though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be common for me when I am in the working society. My routine will always be interrupted by work. It's only my privated life that will never ever be interrupted by any thing, except my desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meetings and schedules are planned. Everyone sure is busy in the holidays. Hahas!~ I'm busy with my work next week. I am not very sure whether I will be busy the week after. Hahas~ I really need to have money!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I quiet down and think. Am I doing things without thinking of the consequences? Hmms, I guess I am so like that. Hahas!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hubby knew that I was going to work, he told me to relax as I was afraid. What is there to be afraid of? There is many. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my life is better of when I am in the dark. I can relate my life with many things and desires. My creativeness is also enhanced when I am like that. I can't think of a design and that irritates me. No inspiration at all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435215718029203244-8455778079051759665?l=dark--laddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark--laddie.blogspot.com/feeds/8455778079051759665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435215718029203244&amp;postID=8455778079051759665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435215718029203244/posts/default/8455778079051759665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435215718029203244/posts/default/8455778079051759665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark--laddie.blogspot.com/2007/10/vibration-it-was-message-from-tim.html' title=''/><author><name>( '=sweetladdie=' )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11452384477121493627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435215718029203244.post-4447747396620338871</id><published>2007-10-27T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T22:14:59.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My computer is insane. It can be rebooted after a while and cannot after it hang. Hmms, I'm sick and tired of windows pc. I want to get a new one. MAC!!! Less risk of getting something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am crazy. Keep changing my blog skin. Soon, you will see another version of this. Hahas!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still thinking of a new design for my file. I just simply can't think of any!! Zzz. This is so unlikely of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmms, night I am online and he sent me a song. HahaS!~ I hope he will abandon the thought of his desires and concentrate on his studies. I don't want him to get distracted, especially, it's his 'o' level. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seem to be a game competition. It's about saving this city of London. I saw an advertisement in TV. I want to join!! Hahas!~ It's my life that I joined the world of GAMING and MUSIC! &lt;FONT FACE="ARIAL" SIZE="2PX" COLOR="FF00FF"&gt;IT'S MY LIFE!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too in love, but that is not going to destroy me. HehE!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project work's been given and I have to ensure that my group gets the TOP grades for it. I seriously need full cooperation with my groupmates to reach that goal. I have written out a draft copy. It's about theri roles and what they are going to do when we are doing a research of it. There is one thing I need to work on, that is quarrels in my group. It will show more often than other groups. I also have members that will not really give their 100% focus in the assignment given. Members also are very easily distracted so, I must really get them all focus and listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATC is near and I am very excited about it. And it is also a time where my food consumption is in its lowest. I don't have proper meals at that moment as it eats up alot of time cooking them. I just eat canned food and finish them fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to earn lots of money soon! Hahas!~ Can I be a model? I don't know, I don't have the confidence to do that as I have many flaws!! Lols!~ Although I can be a doll but my skin is not really that great and neither do I have a womanly figure. I have a girly figure. Lols!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435215718029203244-4447747396620338871?l=dark--laddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark--laddie.blogspot.com/feeds/4447747396620338871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435215718029203244&amp;postID=4447747396620338871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435215718029203244/posts/default/4447747396620338871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435215718029203244/posts/default/4447747396620338871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark--laddie.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-computer-is-insane.html' title=''/><author><name>( '=sweetladdie=' )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11452384477121493627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2435215718029203244.post-8284304575625176589</id><published>2007-10-27T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T17:19:43.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I keep changing my blog template. Well, the reason is simple, I have nothing to do at home. I just search for nice pictures and change the whole template. I'm doing another type of template with the same picture. Hahas!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I received a folder with no index separator. Life's never been fair; many didn't receive their index separator with the pocket files. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised, I was clueless where I was to go. I didn't know what was my ambition and I didn't know what was my goal of life. I just simply said I wanted to go to the Science stream without knowing why I want to do that. I don't know what am I feeling this way. However, I know that I will find my goal eventually. It's either Science or Math or Design. I don't know whether I should be in the IT in either of 3 areas. Hmms, it takes time to realise what you truely want to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached home yesterday, I had one objective in mind, repair my computer. It was crashed after I opened one DJ application. Zzz. Trogan!! I hate windows, always give me all these problems.. My dad helped me to repair it. I was touched. We hadn't been talking for a very long time. Not to mention about any casual talks. We don't even call each other to have dinner. Haiz.. My family is wierd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby smsed in the night, telling me that I was tagged. I didn't know as I was in my aunt's place. I was doubting him at first but after that, I was fine. My instinct somehow is warning me that something is going to happen, and I don't know what is it. Great, let it happen and the whole history repeats itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of one design I can design for my fole. I'm a direction idiot. I find no directions of what theme I can set for my design. Well, I'm going to organise all my thoughts to design a perfect design. Unique yet simple. Perhaps that's my main theme. What is my sub-themes? Now, my head is aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I typing too much or typing too fast? Within a few minutes, I can type a long post like this. I also used some time to think what should I write. Hmms, perhaps I typed too fast. Without my realisation, the post became too long for anyone else to read. Hahas!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my result slip, my result was BAD! It was like a piece of SHIT bestowed to me. Hmms, my conduct FAIR? what the fuck! How can my conduct be fair? I don't know, I'll just ignore it for a while. It's been like 7 years since I got another fair? I'll make sure next year, it will not be fair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did self-reflection, based on my attitude of studies, my attitude towards things and my sense of responsibility, it is not possible to get a fair. By comparison to those who are worse than me, that is more than IMPOSSIBLE! How the hell this happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, it was my behaviour in class. Well, I'm irritated now. I'm going to neglect it as I told myself I'm neglecting this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer keep giving me the same problem. It can't reboot for a while then after a few hours later, it can reboot. Hmms, I think it is infected with virus and worms. Something is inside my hard disk. I must DELETE that phucking VIRUS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby sure knows how to make me happy somehow and make me love him more. Hmms, I'm not sure why but that is how I feel. Hahas!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2435215718029203244-8284304575625176589?l=dark--laddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dark--laddie.blogspot.com/feeds/8284304575625176589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2435215718029203244&amp;postID=8284304575625176589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435215718029203244/posts/default/8284304575625176589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2435215718029203244/posts/default/8284304575625176589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dark--laddie.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-know-i-keep-changing-my-blog-template.html' title=''/><author><name>( '=sweetladdie=' )</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11452384477121493627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
