<?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-2711402931647365859</id><updated>2011-07-28T14:59:42.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Shiyun and Im definitely</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-2624942521905361535</id><published>2010-04-02T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T05:40:27.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EC</title><content type='html'>YOZ! people, i know my blog has this crazy stalker! EDWARD CULLEN/ EWARDO/ EDDY?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;yea, he's going around toking crap, so i will stop being so mean and just play along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: OH YOU BROKE UP WITH BELLA? FOR ME? HOW SWEET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella comes in angrily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bella: How could you Edward, i tot our love was true and everlasting? You&lt;br /&gt;prefer that that that thing over me? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Bella looks at me with pure disdain. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Who you calling a thing? huh? Stupid bella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Then, the cat fight begins.&lt;br /&gt;with SHIYUN emerging as the winner. MUAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short but random post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-2624942521905361535?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/2624942521905361535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2010/04/ec.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/2624942521905361535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/2624942521905361535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2010/04/ec.html' title='EC'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-4362741776228282780</id><published>2010-03-25T06:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T06:22:43.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stalker</title><content type='html'>Okay...hey guys! I ahevn't been blogging for v long as usual. But there's an UNKNOWN PERSON tagging in my blog as Edward Cullen? WTH! ALmost the entire twilight crew is in my blogg, should i dance and be happy? LOLS. still so weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my main discussion of this post is that i'm OOL! OUT OF LOVE &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;But i was never in one...so why do i care? DUnno lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just suddenly feel sad :( Maybe I should learn from Stephanie her techniques, she said smth like must be pro in the knowledge of guys, so that u can have all the guys falling for u like swattign flies?&lt;br /&gt;WOW. Good Job, Steph! Great advice.&lt;br /&gt;But LOVE IS OVERRATED anyways.&lt;br /&gt;And a happy ever after is so once upon a time... ( got that from steph too)&lt;br /&gt;Back to topic:&lt;br /&gt;TATA! Love life! I will nvr see u again! MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not going to go despo and siao.&lt;br /&gt;I will stick to my 健云 and be happeh!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lame...&lt;br /&gt;BYES PEEPS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-4362741776228282780?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/4362741776228282780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2010/03/stalker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/4362741776228282780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/4362741776228282780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2010/03/stalker.html' title='Stalker'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-6166567787339229212</id><published>2010-03-05T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T09:07:29.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Triangle: Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;[A year ago…] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;It was nearing mid-night. The sky was getting darker and darker with each passing minute and silence filled the streets. No one wandered out at such a late hour, making their plan even easier to be carried out…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a foggy, wet, dreary and cold night. Apart from the dim glowing of the lampposts, only the moon stood out in the misty, night sky. Shining down so brightly, as if trying to expose what fate had lay out for Elsa Rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Come follow me…” &lt;/blockquote&gt;a high-pitched voice squealed excitedly as she held onto Elsa’s wrist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following behind them were three pairs of feet, trudging against the ground. None of them said anything; they just stared at the unknowing Elsa with a pang of guilt in their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They lead Elsa into a dark, empty alley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Wh—Where are we?” &lt;/blockquote&gt;Elsa stammered, fear evident in her shaky voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person holding onto Elsa’s wrist previously, immediately let go and shoved her roughly onto the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At once, four slender figures flew to her side, blocking all paths of escape. Their tall figures loomed over Elsa like monsters. She was still on the ground, powerless and frantic with terror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“If you hadn’t steal Zachary away from me, you wouldn’t end up like this. Would&lt;br /&gt;you?”&lt;/blockquote&gt;The same high-pitched voice snarled harshly at Elsa.&lt;br /&gt;The others kept silent, already in their attacking positions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elsa bit her lip, and swallowed hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“No…” &lt;/blockquote&gt;she mumbled softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot tears welled up in her eyes and rolled down her cheeks, knowing what was about to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“EXACTLY!” &lt;/blockquote&gt;The girl yelled out in rage, her hands clenched into a fists and her face turned into an ominous red.&lt;br /&gt;With that, all four launched themselves at Elsa. Screams and Cries of pain echoed throughout the room, one was tugging forcefully on Elsa’s hair; one ripped part of her shirt off while the other two kept hitting her with sheer force.&lt;br /&gt;Cries of agony escaped Elsa’s mouth each time she was beaten. The girl chuckled evilly, enjoying the pain. Whereas, the other three just went along with her commands and continued the torture. Their hearts sank lower and lower, a sense of shame and frustration overwhelming their mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Finish her…” &lt;/blockquote&gt;the girl ordered.&lt;br /&gt;They were hesitant at first. Given the smallest of opportunity to escape, Elsa made a dash. Adrenaline pulsing through her veins, with each step she threw herself forward.&lt;br /&gt;A figure ‘ghosted’ to her front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Please…just let me go” &lt;/blockquote&gt;Elsa pleaded. The other girl was in a contradictory state. Deep down she knew she wanted to let Elsa live yet also afraid that her attempt of murder would be exposed to the police.&lt;br /&gt;Making use of the other girl’s distraction, Elsa did a somersault and flying kick to her stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in time, she used her hands and blocked the attack, twisting Elsa’s leg in the process.&lt;br /&gt;Elsa recovered fast, coming strong with another attack. She spun around and kicked the other girl in the chest, knocking the air from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other girl staggered a few steps back, panting heavily and dripping with sweat. Elsa made one last attack, she charged towards the other girl in full speed. Just then, the girl pulled out a hidden dagger and stabbed it into Elsa’s stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gasped in shock, her eyes wide and all colour drained from her face. The excruciating pain surging through her body, was strong enough to numb other senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instinctively, her hands went to her stomach and clutched it tightly. Blood was gushing out uncontrollably, hence losing blood at a high rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She fell onto the ground, a pool of crimson red forming beneath her limp body. The other girl stared at the ghastly sight, bending down, she whispered sincerely:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Sorry…dear friend…” &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with her last breath,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“You’ll all pay for this…” &lt;/blockquote&gt;she snapped.&lt;br /&gt;Her eyelids drooped down and her breathing slowed until a stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell,&lt;br /&gt;Elsa Rose…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-6166567787339229212?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/6166567787339229212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-triangle-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/6166567787339229212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/6166567787339229212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-triangle-part-1.html' title='Love Triangle: Part 1'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-8793241065791414582</id><published>2010-03-02T01:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T05:43:04.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Triangle</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;HEY GUYS!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm still working on THE story. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So i'm just going to write down who will be called who and the plot of THE story. If you dun like it either tell me in class or leave it in ChatBox. I hav NO IDEA how to further exaggerate or make this story actually addictive or interesting coz the plot is not strong enuf. and i can't imagine how a BIMBO is suppose to think, STEPH! Okay, so here goes... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;L&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;V&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;E &lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;E &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Characters:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Stephanie Loy – Lana Gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Soh Shi Yun – Amber Studd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Valerie Tan – Hayley Blackmore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Gloria Sim – Gemma Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;En-en – Elsa Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Boys:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;- Zachary Gates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- Alexander (Pervert)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;- Nathaniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;- Aavlon Slayton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;- Louise King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- Aiden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Plot:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A year ago, the murder of Elsa Rose happened. Who had&lt;br /&gt;done it is still a big mystery unsolved… But when the spirit of Elsa Rose becomes enraged and starts taking revenge in the means of justice.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The murderers&lt;br /&gt;– Lana Gold, Amber Studd, Hayley Blackmore and Gemma Brown will soon realize the&lt;br /&gt;seriousness of their offence and find out what their consequences will be in the hard way…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Based on some of the idea: Harper’s Island.&lt;br /&gt;One by one…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pls help me from here or edit smth la. Okays?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-8793241065791414582?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/8793241065791414582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-triangle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/8793241065791414582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/8793241065791414582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-triangle.html' title='Love Triangle'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-3941031012827725737</id><published>2010-02-20T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T08:15:34.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Part 20*</title><content type='html'>Continuation of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY STORY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hehe...IDC if u think its sick, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GLORIA&lt;/span&gt;! and shuddap abt Aavlon and James or i put u in the story and u will have a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HORRIBLE&lt;/span&gt; life...&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;MUA HA HA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Normal P.O.V)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;EWWWW!!!! WHA….WHAT’S THAT IN MY MOUTH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;It tastes like…&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;DIRTY SWEAT SOCKS&lt;/span&gt;! My eyes instantly fluttered open, a pair of sweat socks was stuffed in my mouth and my hands and legs were tied to a chair. I coughed, shake my head vigorously and even tried using my tongue to push the socks out of my mouth. After some persistent trying, I had finally gotten that filthy thing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then that I realised I was in an unfamiliar place, the walls were a dull black in contrast with the spooky red furniture. There was a thick layer of curtains covering what I assume is the window, so that sunlight would not be able to penetrate through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Skulls, furs and heads of poor forest animals were hung all around the room, adding to the level of eeriness. Their beady little eyes were staring at me, but I let that feeling surpassed and continued observing the room. A king sized bed lay comfortably in the middle of the room, translucent curtains hung on the ceiling, falling down onto the bed in an inviting way.&lt;br /&gt;It was a colour combination of red, purple and black, three of my favourite colours. Although the darkness should have scared the hell out of me, but it actually calms me down and not long later, I fell into a semi-conscious sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling was weird but in a good way. I could feel my own spirit leaving my body and floating weightlessly in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Why did you bring her here?” A voice shouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;“She was wandering alone in the streets at night. Anyone could have killed her&lt;br /&gt;easily!” Another voice yelled back. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Curiosity had gotten the best of me, and my spirit drifted into the tense atmosphere between the two males. It was when I realised the two people arguing were Aavlon and James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;“So you think bringing her here in a CASTLE FULL OF VAMPIRES is a better idea?”&lt;br /&gt;Aavlon was boiling with rage, his voice crackled with anger. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;James was at a loss of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“B…B…But…she’s the ruler of the vampire world. She’s the one who has power over&lt;br /&gt;all the vampires and when the times she has to fulfill her role to take over&lt;br /&gt;both the human and vampire world.” James replied. &lt;/blockquote&gt;It was then when I felt my body collapsed on the floor and my spirit was sucked back in. Tears welled up in my eyes; I curled up into a ball with my head buried low in between my chest and legs. My heart was thumping painfully in my chest, sorrowful tears rolled down my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Take over the humans…&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Take over the vampires… &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Take over the world…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The ruler…? &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My destiny was to become the ruler of the worst&lt;br /&gt;kind of creatures so that they may kill innocents? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was born with blood in my hands and now I know…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I was placed in this world for a reason, if this was the reason, I had rather be dead. Many people die because of me, many clans have made weapons against me, my own grandmother had tried to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;KILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; me and even my parents don’t know what their daughter really is… &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;A MONSTER…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My life is falling into pieces…I was a normal girl but now I have a role to&lt;br /&gt;play in my destiny… Maybe this can explain my birthmark…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don’t talk nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I scolded myself, only to make me think deeper into it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-3941031012827725737?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/3941031012827725737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2010/02/part-20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/3941031012827725737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/3941031012827725737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2010/02/part-20.html' title='*Part 20*'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-2302858111156973069</id><published>2010-02-19T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T04:58:24.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Part 19*</title><content type='html'>Yoz! I ahven't been active blogging i MUST admit but i'm too lazy la! Anyways, The CNY gatehring was a &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TOTALL FAILURE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!! Everyone split up :( But i met up with some 6I and just a few 6J students! :) Better than nothing, i guess. O.0 i noe its a lil late for me to post abt this but HECK CARE YEA! ANyways, continue with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;y story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GLORIAAAAAA!! STEPHANIE!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ITS AAVLON NOT AVALON! HELL LA! hahas!&lt;br /&gt;Okays...&lt;br /&gt;Now back to de STORY: (DUN even think about teasing me with the sick scences)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           I tried pulling away, but his hands around my waist just tightened, securing me in his embrace. No matter how I struggled free from his grip, he wouldn’t release me. His tongue roamed everywhere in my mouth, I wanted to gag. I groaned in disgust, trying desperately to pry myself away from him. However, he mistook it for pleasure and I felt a smirk creep up his face. Rage was building within me and I just wanted to slap that silly grin off the pretty boy’s face. Why did I even enjoy it in the first place? Thinking about this, I was infuriated while I felt him bring me closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;   That’s when I lost it… &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh…If you think I’m actually enjoying this. You’re terribly wrong…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           With that thought, I bit down hard on his tongue. I tasted blood in my mouth as he pulled away from me at once, wincing in pain. Instead of feeling concerned or showing sympathy towards him, a triumphant smile played on my lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“That’s what you get for messing with me.” &lt;/blockquote&gt;I spat, spitting out the blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            I wasn’t done just yet. He couldn’t get away so easily. The fingers that ran through his hair previously, gripped a bundle of them and yanked it backwards with full force, throwing him onto the ground. With one swift move, I kicked him on the stomach. He yelped in pain, I snickered evilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Don’t you dare touch me again.” &lt;/blockquote&gt;I hissed at him. My voice was &lt;em&gt;sinister&lt;/em&gt; and filled with&lt;em&gt; venom&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            I turned and glared at the pervert whom I had just knocked unconscious. His black ruffled hair fell into curls on his beautiful face. He was pale and had a pair of red lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Not another vampire…” &lt;/blockquote&gt;I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           However, something about this guy was very familiar in my memory. Instinctively, I lifted his eyelids. He had a pair of gorgeous crystal blue eyes like I had remembered once and they were staring blankly into space, I guess he’s still unconscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m totally awesome! I knocked out a vampire!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Or so I thought…&lt;br /&gt;Next thing, a clenched fist punched my face and all was black after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[James P.O.V aka the guy I thought I had knocked out]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            She bit down hard on my tongue. It was bleeding profusely and I quickly backed away from her, wincing in pain. It truly hurt for a while but vampires could heal quickly. I didn’t know it was in her nature to fight; reminiscing back to when she looked so vulnerable in front of Valkyrie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“That’s what you get for messing with me.” &lt;/blockquote&gt;She spat, spitting out blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh…she’s&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; feisty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOTT&lt;/span&gt;…I like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Her fingers that ran through my hair previously, gripped a bundle of them and yanked me backwards with full force. Next, I found myself thrown onto the ground. With one swift move, she kicked me on the stomach. I yelped in pain as my stomach ached and my head grew sore. I could hear her snickering evilly. Apparently, she’s a sadist and a violent one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No wonder she’s the chosen vampire king.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Don’t you dare touch me again.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;She hissed. Her voice was sinister and filled with venom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You think I’m &lt;strong&gt;SCARED&lt;/strong&gt;? I’m a freaking &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VAMPIRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I wanted to scream at her but I suppressed the anger in me and pretended to be unconscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt her eyes boring into mine as she observed my face. Maybe she remembers me from last time when I &lt;em&gt;SAVED&lt;/em&gt; her. Now she repays her gratitude with violence. &lt;blockquote&gt;Just Lovely…&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard her foot steps getting nearer and nearer. She bent down and lifted my eyelids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What the hell is she going to do? Stab my eye and blind me!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remained calm and tried acting like any unconscious man would, stare blankly into space and lie still. When she felt certain that I was knocked out, I clenched my fist and punch her face which were just inches from mine. She blacked out and I tied her with strings and gagged her with a pair of dirty socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;“Hope you like the taste of smelly sweat from my feet.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;I mumbled. I couldn’t help smiling the whole ride home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-2302858111156973069?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/2302858111156973069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2010/02/part-19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/2302858111156973069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/2302858111156973069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2010/02/part-19.html' title='*Part 19*'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-4423676464148452124</id><published>2010-01-30T08:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T08:42:32.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randoms</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Hey guys!&lt;/span&gt; I know i haven't been posting since forever! But nth much was going on and i just wanted to tell you&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; I CUT FRINGE&lt;/span&gt;! OMGSH! lolz. Random outburst.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; MGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is GREAT and the GIRLS there are &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;awesome and fun&lt;/span&gt;! Mrs Loy - LA teacher is nice and cool. At first, i tot she was mean and cranky but who knew her lesson is one of my favourites coz she makes us do project stuffeh and it is FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I got like 2 CCAs. Drama and Cheerleading! Drama is FUNNEH! I had to act as a grieving mother. hahas! I sucked at it but it was quite FUN to act as another character. However, Cheerleading totally sucks. They say tat my shoulders isn't straight or smth like tat. I must go see a DOCTOR? WTH LA! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, how's ur school life? &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Fun?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Boring?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Stressed?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Peaceful?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Lousy?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Exciting?&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;etc etc etc&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have really little hw or maybe coz i'm efficient tats why i think its little? HAHAS! &gt;.&lt; size="5"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; blogging coz i'm JUST TOO&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; LAZY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;NOTE THIS MSG:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you do visit my bloggeh, tAGG sia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;THX!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOVE YOU GUYZ!&lt;/span&gt; Can't wait for CNY! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;BTR go or I SUE you!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Guilty of not coming to see ME!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&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/2711402931647365859-4423676464148452124?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/4423676464148452124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2010/01/part-19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/4423676464148452124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/4423676464148452124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2010/01/part-19.html' title='Randoms'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-2160861446133425501</id><published>2010-01-14T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T03:59:02.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rv sounds Great?</title><content type='html'>Hey guysss!!! although i'm not as pro-active like Naomi in updating my blog but...I dun really give a damn. And NAOMI!!!! U make Rv sounds so GREAT! Perhaps it just is... AHHH!!! Is hould regrett again. MGS is Awesome too except for one fact - IT'S NOT A FREAKIN' MIXED SCHOOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By saying this, it doesn't mean i want ot get a boyfriend. But i just miss not teasing anyone in what feels like ages... And Naomi describe the guys in RV funny, likes cracking jokes in class. and more importantly SHUAI! although, I still dun find "That Guy" like drop dead gorgeous or anything near that. but ... thats my opinion only :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been receiving test after test and etc everyday since tuesday this week. ahhh!! its driving me insane...no, actually its not...but!!!!!! I'm weird. and I'm not going for Cheerleading anymore. and tmr i have Dance auditions but i'm not practising!!!! what am i doing???? LOL. Hope i can get in and not worry anymore... sianz...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i gtg and practise my dance moves now. Wish me best of luck! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-2160861446133425501?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/2160861446133425501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2010/01/rv-sounds-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/2160861446133425501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/2160861446133425501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2010/01/rv-sounds-great.html' title='Rv sounds Great?'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-2900177530046193670</id><published>2010-01-08T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T07:50:53.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MGS</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! I know i didn't update this blog abt my first day of sch on that day and probably everyone has already. Therefore, i'm updating u on all the details after my ROCKIN' camp! It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;Besides, My class - 1D is friendly, sociable and CRAZY. I love it! We bonded seriously fast and during the camp we were even closer. There are 34 pupils in my class and i can ALMOST rmb &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EVERYONE'S&lt;/span&gt; names...Ain't it awesome?&lt;br /&gt;There's this Korean girl called Janet! LOL. Mrs Ng's name...but trust me, she's much nicer than Mrs Ng. And she has a very fair face with rosy cheeks :D&lt;br /&gt;Also, there is this half Japanese and half Italian girl called Gulia. (i think) She is like the preeetiest girl i have ever seen in primary and secondary school so far. She is REALLY nice as well and we both share the common interest - Wizards of Waverly Place, Sonny With A Chance, Hannah Montana and Suite Life on Deck. (Dun judge me, the shows are FUNNY!)&lt;br /&gt;Another girl called Astrid is really fun too! Everybody says that we look alike but i dun see how?!? LOL. A lot of ppl says i look alike with many diff. ppl. So weird... :(&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nvm...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Here's our cheer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We're First, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not Second,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not Third or Fourth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We'll Win, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Not Lose nor tie the score&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(Me and amada does a cartwheel)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Who are we?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Say it LOUD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;We are the 1D DATES!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;BoomZ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome cheer! LOL. and our seniors are hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;B.T.W i'm trying out for cheerleading and Hip-Hop dance.&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, for hip-hop dance, I have to auditioned by creating a 2min dance for the 'judges'.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Wish me &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;GOOD LUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-2900177530046193670?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/2900177530046193670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2010/01/mgs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/2900177530046193670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/2900177530046193670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2010/01/mgs.html' title='MGS'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-5175308891778517729</id><published>2010-01-01T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T05:19:14.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Part 18*</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! I haven't been posting in a while...I won't be suprise if u rarely visit my blog now...I'm just so lazy...but I'm gonna turn over a new leaf and be an efficient, attentive and hardworking student from now on. I gotta study hard and get a Scholarship!??!!!??? MGS school fees is like freaking HIGH. $290 a month are u kidding me!!!!???!!! But hopefully it will be money well spent and i will do well in MGS... Hmpm...well....???....&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;My story&lt;/span&gt;: (Enjoy it!)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Content may not be very&lt;em&gt; decent &lt;/em&gt;i think...Credits to the fighting scene and kissing scene to &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Mibba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;stories&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The Host&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her petite body was inches away from mine as she launched herself towards me. I attempted to run, hoping I could outrun her. I hesitated just a second too long, suddenly small yet forceful fingers clutched at my ankle. I yanked against the pull, lurching forward. I stumbled, and the momentum that threw me onto the floor made her tight grasp slip. Holding onto my shoe, I kicked it off and made my escape…&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I sprinted toward the door. Adrenaline and hope pulsed through my veins; my heart was beating at an unbelievably fast pace. I could hear my grandmother’s heavy breath close behind but not close enough to reach me. With each step, I pushed harder against the ground, throwing myself ahead of her…&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was just a few feet away from the door…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe I could actually make it? I could survive this…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s when a pair of strong hands strangled my throat, choking me, unable to breathe. With one slight push of my head, she threw me onto the floor. Blood trickled down my bleeding forehead; everything seemed blur as a wave of nausea hit me… Pain numbed all my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;With the wooden cross still clutched tightly in her hands, her muscles tensed up and the &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;blue -green&lt;/span&gt; veins were clearly visible on her skin. Her lips were pulled back into a line and her wrinkled face made her look much older than she was. The &lt;em&gt;scariest&lt;/em&gt; of them all was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;her eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, overwhelmed with&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;bloodlust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Her eyes were pitch-black and had a red pupil with yellow spikes around it. She stared harshly into mine, as if reading my soul and body… it was difficult not to look away although it scared me shitless.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Fear was clearly shown in my eyes. Since she gave out a menacing laugh which echoed throughout the living room…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Look at &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;. You…you &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MONSTER&lt;/span&gt;…” &lt;/blockquote&gt;she said through gritted teeth. Ready to plunge the wooden cross down into my heart…&lt;br /&gt;I caught hold of the cross just a few centimeters before it could touch my chest. I jerked the cross out of her hands with much force. Her expression still filled with rage and fury. She jumped onto me, clawing me with her sharp finger nails to make me drop the cross. Something came over me; I kicked my grandmother full on in the stomach, knocking her into a wall. She collapsed on the floor unconscious; blood dripped down her mouth and was splattered at every corner of the house…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Wha…Wa….What have I done?”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;looking down at my own hands and back to my grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’m a murderer? No…no…I couldn’t be…NO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Then, I heard a soft groan coming from my grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She’s waking. We need to leave now!!! Before it’s too late…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran for the door, safely making my exit out of that &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;death place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Darkness had already enveloped the sky, I couldn’t see anything. I felt blood still trickling down my forehead and seeping into my shirt. A pair of muscular hands was suddenly wrapped around my waist, squeezing me against his hard chest. Someone’s tongue was licking up the blood on my forehead, it was wrong but it felt so&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;… His curious hands went up my shirt, feeling his cool touch on my stomach. His tongue wondered all around my blood soaked top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Mmm…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; he moaned, licking it clean.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pulled me closer, our chests were touching. He lowered his head with one hand on my waist and the other gently tilting my face towards his. I gazed up into his eyes, and he looked down on mine…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is wrong…you shouldn’t be doing this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft, tender lips came upon mine. It felt oddly…&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;… The way it moved along with my lips and the rhythm of our bodies. My idle hands unconsciously found its way to his neck, pulling myself closer to him, deepening the kiss. My fingers ran through his silky hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;KICK him! PUNCH him! Just GET AWAY from him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The small voice in my head was screaming at me…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-5175308891778517729?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/5175308891778517729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2010/01/part-18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5175308891778517729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5175308891778517729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2010/01/part-18.html' title='*Part 18*'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-5878195374740153971</id><published>2009-12-26T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T05:47:21.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How my christmas was...</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!!! I noe i haven't been posting very consistently...but i'm just too lazy...can't blame me...actually you can. But wadeva =.=&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Yesterday was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But i wouldn't say it was an unforgettable one. IDK why, when u get older, the christmas spirit will fade away... :( Tats realli sad btu at least i went shopping with $100 budget.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, &lt;em&gt;DUN&lt;/em&gt; call me crazy but i went to Miss. Whatever and spent like $30+ i think? +.+&lt;br /&gt;I bought this &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;EXTREMELY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;cute ear ring, it was reindeers!!!! ANd the CrAzZyY part was the shirt i purchased...Guess what is it?...&lt;br /&gt;*i'm waiting*&lt;br /&gt;...Nvm...i will just tell you, such lousy guessers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S VAMPIRES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;OKay, fine. It was quite (SUPER) obvious. Like what else could it be? SO...it's a white top with a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLOODY, RED LIPS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and two pointy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;FANGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;...Then, the words write:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;First bite is the deepest... &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i noe, LOL! But i love it!!!! it cost $24.70? I think. there was a 20% discount or was there? I 4got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I saw another vamp shirt which says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Cute, Little Sucker&lt;/blockquote&gt;SO ADORABLE!!!! I wan it!!!! Someone buy for me for my christmas gift leh! I'm left with only $11 worth of christmas pressie after buying a $59 swimsuit...it was one piece coz i HATE 2 piece like bikinis though i used to LOVED it...but i feel so self-conscious and exposed now and then...&lt;br /&gt;anyways, MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;P.s &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The STUPID MGS Sophia Blackmore (blackmole...hehe) test was hard!!! seriously? A test? and sch hasn't even started yet...WTH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;P.P.S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;HAPPEH BIRTHDAY, YUE LING!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-5878195374740153971?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/5878195374740153971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-my-christmas-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5878195374740153971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5878195374740153971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-my-christmas-was.html' title='How my christmas was...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-4145929158139664609</id><published>2009-12-15T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T05:56:27.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip with Xavier, Gorden and ShiQi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SyeUu4OcW_I/AAAAAAAAAEI/4lpm2Q5b8Q0/s1600-h/SDC11365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415460610024168434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SyeUu4OcW_I/AAAAAAAAAEI/4lpm2Q5b8Q0/s400/SDC11365.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SyeUuewaz1I/AAAAAAAAAEA/OJreAJ32L4g/s1600-h/SDC11363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415460603187351378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SyeUuewaz1I/AAAAAAAAAEA/OJreAJ32L4g/s400/SDC11363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey guys! I'm trying not to be too lazy and making an effort to post smth...LOL. Yesterday, i went out with ShiQi, Xavier and Gorden. It was TOTALLy fun, i think. We went to take neoprints, however we had to drag the boys to take picture. I will scan the pics and post it on FB and my Blog. its quite nice actually, realli funny. thats what i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to watch Planet 51. Its quite funny, i guess...But the crisis was here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was four of us, 2 boys and 2 girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one was willing to sit beside strangers, which is ShiQi. The 2 boys and I were in total disagreement to sitting beside strangers...so petty...but boys should let girls what...not gentleman at all!!!! hmpm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i had to sit beside one boy and we spend like 20 mins just deciding who will sit with who...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Gorden or was it Xavier asked me: "So, who would you prefer to sit with?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, WTH! how can i choose like tat, so weird sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied: "NONE!" and stormed off. I noe very childish but wadeva coz i realli didn't wanna choose who i prefer!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we finally decided that i sit beside Xavier and Gorden will sit beside a stranger but he was being a total jerk and _________...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept on saying things like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you sit beside Shiyun, hold her hand arh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i kicked him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hold tightly arh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kicked him again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he said smth that angered me and Xavier but i forgot and we both started kicking him and he groaned in pain...haha...serve him right! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, they got tired of me toking about vamps...haha...They're like so hott rite? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(i mean the vamps. of course...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2711402931647365859-4145929158139664609?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/4145929158139664609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/12/trip-with-xavier-gorden-and-shiqi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/4145929158139664609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/4145929158139664609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/12/trip-with-xavier-gorden-and-shiqi.html' title='Trip with Xavier, Gorden and ShiQi'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SyeUu4OcW_I/AAAAAAAAAEI/4lpm2Q5b8Q0/s72-c/SDC11365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-613536290399420046</id><published>2009-12-12T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T08:39:57.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Part 17*</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!!! I haven't blog since dunno when...I'm just too busy or was it lazy? Wadeva...=.= You noe i'm like totally into Goth now, rite? So i suddenly had the urge to continue with my miserable story which i enjoy writing actually...Hope you like it!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It begins...:&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~At grandma’s door~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock. Knock. Knock. Knock. I gently tapped the rusty door. It looked so old that it seemed as if no body had ever visited for ages. I stood there for more than 10 minutes, ready to leave when she opened the door. It was long since I had seen my grandmother; the memory of her face was vague and unclear. Now, I was face to face with her. My grandmother looked old and wise with silver curly hair and a flawless, pale face. Her eyes were emerald green; it had a certain shine when I looked into it. Around her neck, tied a necklace with a silver cross and she was dressed beautifully as if she had been expecting someone…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“I was expecting you, dear grand daughter.” &lt;/blockquote&gt;Her eyes inspected me suspiciously yet her warm smile and angelic voice made me feel comfortable and at home. Opening the door, I stepped into one of the weirdest house I had ever seen…&lt;br /&gt;The walls were painted with a creepy black and bloody red. The house reeked of garlic and a big, wooden cross was placed on the living room wall. She was a Christian? That was what I thought until later…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Come…” &lt;/blockquote&gt;my grandmother signaled me to follow her. As I approached a dark, mysterious room at the corner of the house, I noticed her holding a bowl of water or so I thought and looked wearily as I moved nearer to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Hmmm…seems like you haven’t been turned yet…” &lt;/blockquote&gt;she sigh out in relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Huh? What do you mean?” &lt;/blockquote&gt;I was completely confused. What the hell did she mean by turned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Have you…erm…met any unusual people previously or experience paranormal&lt;br /&gt;things?”&lt;/blockquote&gt;She startled me with this question and I suddenly find it hard to breathe properly. I gasped for air as I thought back to the horrifying experiences…Valkyrie and his accomplices…Their red ruby eyes staring intently at my glistening blood as they fight the urge to taste &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my blood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Aavlon and James…White chunks of flesh torn apart…&lt;em&gt;Blood&lt;/em&gt;…&lt;em&gt;Blood&lt;/em&gt;… was everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Grandmother could clearly see the terror on my pale face and widened eyes. She knew there was something…and her face lit up as if she had won a lottery prize…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Are they…well…pale? Do they have inhuman strength and are generally quite&lt;br /&gt;good-looking?” &lt;/blockquote&gt;she questioned with eager eyes…&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Don’t say a thing! Keep your stupid mouth shut! Leave now!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small voice in my head was screaming at me. But my mouth just started to stammer and soon I realize I was telling her everything unconsciously…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“And so I came here to get answers…I want to know what I am?” &lt;/blockquote&gt;My heart was thumping in my chest…hard…&lt;br /&gt;There was a moment of silence between us…she eyed me expectantly and just continued staring at me like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Please…I need to know…Please…” &lt;/blockquote&gt;I was desperate. The urge to know what I really am, was eating me alive…Breathing hard and unsteady, I shot her a pleading look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Sit down, child.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I sat on a piece of old furniture while she sat opposite of me, folding her arms and looking restless…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“You…you are really, really &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;‘special’&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Do you know the story of Dracula?” &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nodded. He was the king of vampires but how does that concern me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“B…b…but how does Dracula concern me and what myth was I part of? What did&lt;br /&gt;Valkyrie mean?” I questioned.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“You are more or less related to Dracula.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;She swallowed some saliva before continuing. &lt;blockquote&gt;“The myth is similar to summoning a malicious demon out except its unstoppable…&lt;br /&gt;A different Vampire king is chosen at birth after each millennium years. Their&lt;br /&gt;role is to take over the human and Vampire world, causing many innocents to&lt;br /&gt;die…”&lt;/blockquote&gt;Tears welled up in her eyes and she struggled to continue…&lt;br /&gt;I nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“But there is this clan. My clan.” &lt;/blockquote&gt;She said smugly, full of pride and glory.&lt;br /&gt;“ &lt;blockquote&gt;You have a clan?”&lt;/blockquote&gt;I was pretty shocked as I listened intently, clinging onto each and every word of hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Yes. The clan was made up of hundreds of people who believed in vampires and&lt;br /&gt;that myth. Your grandfather and I were the leader of the clan, training each and&lt;br /&gt;everyone for the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; when it finally approaches.” &lt;/blockquote&gt;She choked up with tears at the slight mention of my dead grandfather and shot me a glare. Taken aback, I didn’t know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Your ancestors are all Vampire Slayers. It has been like this for generations.&lt;br /&gt;We’re destined to stop the Vampire ruler from controlling the entire for its&lt;br /&gt;own&lt;br /&gt;advantage until your grandfather died and left me alone to fulfill this&lt;br /&gt;role…” &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“He died on the moment I took my first breath…” &lt;/blockquote&gt;Realization and confusion hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Yes…he did.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“You’re jinxed. Cursed at birth with the destiny of becoming a hatred,&lt;br /&gt;disgusting creature of the night. You have powers and strength thousand times&lt;br /&gt;more than the previous Vampire Kings. You are the first human to ever been&lt;br /&gt;chosen as their kind…but why must it be my granddaughter?” &lt;/blockquote&gt;She shut her eyes and clenched her jaw, absolutely disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“That’s why you wanted to kill me?” &lt;/blockquote&gt;I was frozen at spot, tears about to spill any moment soon. A cold chill went moved up and down my spine and I stared into the now, murderous face of hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“That was my destiny! It was my destiny to take down you, the ultimate Vampire&lt;br /&gt;King. How could I not fulfill it? My husband died, hundreds of people died in&lt;br /&gt;Los Angeles due to the flood…the entire world were in a sudden chaos because of&lt;br /&gt;YOU! How could I let pass a chance in front of me like that, when the time&lt;br /&gt;comes, you will be much, much worse and before you know it, you will be just&lt;br /&gt;like another blood-sucker!”&lt;/blockquote&gt;Grandmother’s face was yelling now. Red with rage, her beautiful emerald eyes looked murderous and her lips were pulled back into a snarl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I told you to shut your mouth up and leave… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The small voice in my head said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“But now, you’re alone once again…I’m not going to let this opportunity slide…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Next second, she pulled out a wooden cross from behind and lunged at me…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-613536290399420046?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/613536290399420046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/12/part-17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/613536290399420046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/613536290399420046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/12/part-17.html' title='*Part 17*'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-9059273318488989377</id><published>2009-11-29T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T04:16:17.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>OMG guys, i just realised i haven't blog since 3rd, November...Wow i'm realli lazy...&lt;br /&gt;ANyways, got back my PSLE result. Not suprisingly, I'm disappointed with my results again... But i have my loving friends to comfort me when i'm down...&lt;br /&gt;This totally sucks, everyone is parting to their different secondary schools. Except those smarty-pants who can go Nanyang and RGS and NJC. these are the sec. schs majority of girls in 6J wanna go...however, poor, stupidass me can't get in. But MGS is a good school too. (thinking on the brightside) Ai ya! This is GOD's plan for me, since i can't work well under stress anyway. So i won't bother appealing to go NJC or Nanyang. (not like it will be successful anyway) T.T&lt;br /&gt;SO...these are my choices:&lt;br /&gt;1) MGS&lt;br /&gt;2) NanHua&lt;br /&gt;3) Crescent&lt;br /&gt;4) Cedar&lt;br /&gt;5) St Margarets&lt;br /&gt;6) NANYANG&lt;br /&gt;haha! Nanyang i put you last!!!!i feel so evil...lol Maybe they will get so annoyed they lemme in...Yay! (in my dreams) Lol. but i'm serious...I'm gonna pissed Nanyang off...i'm soo weird...what am i thinking? But heck care abt them la...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But do u noe, wats the worst part of Seperating to diff. sec schs? Ans: We will have our own friends and start hanging out with them and 4get abt our OLD frens...and my cuzzies told me tat sure...we will miss our primary sch and frens. Maybe visit HPPS in sec 1 and if u're enthu, maybe visit HPPS when u're sec 2 as well but not anymore in the later years. This applies with frens too...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, now we will say we will K.I.T (keep in touch) and probably next year we will agree to meet once every 2 months...but then...slowly it will be meeting once every 4 months...then every 6 months once...then never i mean NEVER again...bye byes&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So...now i shall say farewell to you all. My dearest frens!!! Probably i will only rmb Jana if I can really go to he rchurch in yrs to come...but we JUST have to meet once every 2 months...though it won't realli mean anything once we're in Secondary schs...Bye. T.T this might just be the last time we will tok again...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel like crying...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-9059273318488989377?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/9059273318488989377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/11/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/9059273318488989377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/9059273318488989377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/11/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-4737565433594851430</id><published>2009-11-03T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:45:13.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Okay. From my previous posts u will think my mum is some monster btu she's not really a monster she is very sensitive and easily hurt. SHe doesn't scold me when i get bad grade but scolds me when i disrespects her. (But i didn't even noe i did) So, try to forget my previous post. I'm just venting my anger by writing it down. Don't take it to heart. Wish me luck tat i won't be pissed at her again. (0% cahnce) Just hope that we'll not be angry with each other by night time...&lt;br /&gt;But STILL PISSED!&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;A STILL EXTREMELY PISSED GIRL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-4737565433594851430?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/4737565433594851430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/4737565433594851430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/4737565433594851430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-7354472817027402490</id><published>2009-11-03T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:07:56.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate !@#$%^&amp;*</title><content type='html'>Seriously, i'm jus gonna vent my anger at who i h8 right now. Its not like Qi ang's post in 6I blog but its someone in my family not school or class. The miserable, unreasonable, boastful, think-she's-all-that, stupid mother of mine. She is totally unreasonable and she just ignored me for the whole of yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;This is wat happend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: U noe someone is here. &lt;br /&gt;Mum: Who? &lt;br /&gt;Me: Goh Po (whispering)&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Huh? wat?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Goh po (whispering again) (coz i dun really like her tat much, i scared she hears me saying her name and think that i'm saying bad abt her. SO, i whispered? is that a crime?)&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Pls. Just say la.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nvm. When u come back first la.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: SAY la.&lt;br /&gt;Me: nvm la. L8r can? (my grandfather hurrying me to eat dinner)&lt;br /&gt;Mum: -Silence- then the phone hung up. &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;WHen she came back...&lt;br /&gt;SHe totally ignored me and procceed to do her own things. For me, i ignored her as well after saying sorry (with a little sarcasm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i asked her a qns (a liitle annoyed coz she doesn't even talk to me!) &lt;br /&gt;Me: Mummy! (whining)&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Your mum died! (she didn't but just wanted to piss me!)&lt;br /&gt;You noe i felt absolutely angry and sad then. SHe disregared my feeling lah. ANd today b4 leaving sch i said byes! SHe just either pretend or not (probably pretending to sleep) and didn't even at least say bye.&lt;br /&gt;ANd when i called her to tell her i finish my lunch. She was like: WHAT? ... Oh ok. Bye. Off the phone. &lt;br /&gt;OKay, this post is kinda long. Coz i'm venting my anger. I'm DAMN DAMN DAMN DAMN pissed at her for being unreasonable? But it happens a lot of times so i'm sorta immune to it but i still have feelings don't I. And i'M very hurt now. But probably after one or two days it will be over. (hopefully...)&lt;br /&gt;Comment and tell me if she is over-reacting and just unreasonable. Maybe i'm over-reacting but i dun think how i'm in the wrong here. SHe says i'm nto respecting her? From the convo between me and my mum, how in the world did i disrespect her?!??? WHAT THE HELL!&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;A DAMN PISSED GIRL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-7354472817027402490?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/7354472817027402490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-hate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/7354472817027402490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/7354472817027402490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-hate.html' title='I hate !@#$%^&amp;*'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-6827437218844084108</id><published>2009-10-29T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T08:28:18.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Part 16*</title><content type='html'>Heys again!!!&lt;br /&gt;Okay here's my story. Part 15. I neo it sucks btu i'm just gonna post in anyways. I have nothing better to do btu write thigns lol. At least its productive? idk. But wadeva.&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Blurred images flashed past me as a battle soon broke out. Aavlon and his friend charged towards Valkyrie whom was now sided with his two disciples. The battle was grueling and unsightly. Chunks after chunks of white flesh were flung about, followed by blood-curling screams which pierced through the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the fight had gone was only vague images, it was blurred and my human eyes couldn’t react as fast as their speed. I was yet left alone, until two pairs of arms grabbed me and carried me away. Hesitant, I looked up. Relieved to see it was only Aavlon and his charming friend. They grabbed me violently and quickly carried me out of there. &lt;blockquote&gt;“I’ll be back. She’ll be mine"&lt;/blockquote&gt;Valkyrie’s sinister voice resounded in the air. Fear coursed through my spine.&lt;br /&gt;She’ll be mine? What does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;Aavlon shoved me into the car. &lt;blockquote&gt;“Let me go!” &lt;/blockquote&gt;I screamed and kicked. &lt;blockquote&gt;“Gosh this girl is so whiny; just shut the hell up now.” &lt;/blockquote&gt;He hushed me. How dare you tell me what to do? I would just love to go over there and…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“What? Do what? Punch me?”&lt;/blockquote&gt;he snickered, laughing hysterically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Bite me.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;I spat angrily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Whatever you say…”&lt;/blockquote&gt;His eyes glimmered like rubies under the shining sun, and he tried to dung his fangs into mine. I screamed again. The car screeched to a sudden stop, the smell of burnt rubber lingered in the air. Aavlon pounced onto that guy, and hit him hard in the chest. &lt;blockquote&gt;“Control yourself, James.” &lt;/blockquote&gt;shouted Aavlon. James choked out blood, his eyes turned black, I stared into emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Sorry. Lost myself then.” &lt;/blockquote&gt;James apologized, looking at me with a slight grin. I coward to the other side of the car, my mind flashed the gruesome images of my near death once again. We sat in silence, but that gave me time to think. Who are they? Where are they bringing me? Are they prevents?&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I felt the car stopped. God, where am I? James roughly pushed me out of the car, I arrived at my house. Aavlon threw me a piece of card and gave me a playful wink before driving away. My heart skipped a beat, why does he make me feel all fluttery?&lt;br /&gt;I ran towards my door and banged on it. Seeing my parents, I gave them a hug. Unable to suppress my joy, I was alive and with them…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Honey, we miss you too?” &lt;/blockquote&gt;there was a hint of confusion in my mother’s voice. &lt;blockquote&gt;“Hold on, wasn’t I gone for like a week or so?” &lt;/blockquote&gt;I questioned, now I was puzzled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Dear, you were gone for a few hours only.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;My mother looked over at me concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“But…I… was with…him and he…and then…he…I…mean…Never mind.” &lt;/blockquote&gt;I stammered. I shook my head in disbelief and ran to my room, slamming the door. I jumped onto my bed. No, no, it couldn’t be. It must have been a few days at least. I experienced three near deaths in a few hours, while lady luck must really love me, doesn’t she?&lt;br /&gt;I stared at my bruises, at my scars which I had gotten in the battle with Valkyrie, but they were all gone. I slapped myself, this was reality…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;~The next day. A Saturday~&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, today’s a Saturday. It would leave me more time to think about the situation I had been in. I thought over and over about it but no explanations led to a conclusion. There was no way I left the battle field unscratched. There was no way everything had taken place in only a few hours. It just couldn’t be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dreadful picture of my hatred grandmother inched its way into my mind and my conscience told me to visit her. There were no reasons for my thoughts; I never had liked my grandmother so why bother visiting her? However, a powerful sense of urgency and help loomed over me and in someway I knew it would be important and worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;~On the bus ride to grandma’s house~&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself: Why do I want to see her, that sour old bat? Just looking at an image of her face gives me the Goosebumps and anger would grip me. But, why do I hate her so much as well? I started to think back to what my parents shared with me years ago, they thought I was old enough to tell me the truth – about my grandmother…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my mother gave birth to me, the whole family was joyous and happy even my grandparents. But as the nearing of the date of my birth, my grandma and grandpa became more worried and horrified as the days passed. Their excited faces turned into sour expressions and then…worried signs. My mother read fear in my grandparent’s eyes, but yet she doesn’t know why.&lt;br /&gt;One or two days before my birth, they started acting very strange and gave my mother different kinds of amulet which claims to drive ‘evil’ away. My mother was confused yet she obeyed. Every night, you will hear them chanting aloud, shouting and screaming into the skies. Holding onto wooden crosses and holy water, around their neck hung strings of garlic. They insistently asked my mother to do the same as well but she firmly said no.&lt;br /&gt;But then, there came the day when I was given birth. The time was an exact twelve midnight. Just when thunder roared and lightning struck, the rain was pouring in torrents. One which was one of the worst ever encountered in Los Angeles. My father was waiting impatiently outside with my grandparents. However, like in unison, when I was given life on earth, my grandfather died immediately. He fainted and was unconscious, suffering from an abrupt yet unknown sickness.&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother screamed into the air: &lt;blockquote&gt;“NO!!!! We’re too late!”&lt;/blockquote&gt;her eyes sending daggers at me, grabbing her wooden cross and holy water. She charged towards me and tried to stab me with it. My father protected me as my mother ran away in fright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“You’re killing her, our innocent baby!” &lt;/blockquote&gt;shouted my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“She’s jinxed. She’s better dead than alive!” &lt;/blockquote&gt;screamed back my grandmother, hot on her heels. But that did it. My father couldn’t bear his mother’s accusations of me but was any true?&lt;br /&gt;I have to know; maybe she has the answers to my questions…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-6827437218844084108?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/6827437218844084108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/10/part-15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/6827437218844084108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/6827437218844084108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/10/part-15.html' title='*Part 16*'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-4126537052871301389</id><published>2009-10-29T06:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T06:46:23.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing much</title><content type='html'>Hello, hey ppl. Okay, i'm trying to blog more often. But i'm just too lazy. But wadeva. Hey again! Anyways, u really have to check out Emily Osment's album. Though i didn't think her new album would be liek damn nice or much like that, but actually it rocks!!! Check it out! Go check it out now! SHoo! CHeck it out now la! haha.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways today i think Darius held his b'dae party. He invited like C.B, N.H and gang. U noe they dun really noe one another well but i bet Darius only invite coz he wanna hang out with them...Erm anyways.  Here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;N.H: Hey, shiyun you wanna go Darius's party?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Er...No&lt;br /&gt;N.H: Cause got a lot of boys right? (laughing)&lt;br /&gt;Bryan: Yeah, got ryan tham eh.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh. Great. i would just love to see him (sarcasm)&lt;br /&gt;Bryan: Good. You can have one hour flirt time with him.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Errr...Lovely?&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, i just find it what the hell?!!!? if u dun understand, then just ignore me!!! I'm tokign crap.&lt;br /&gt;OKays, erm...&lt;br /&gt;But can't wait for tmr. Graduation Party!!!! Woo-Hoo!&lt;br /&gt;Is it gonna be fun? WHo knows? Tell me how u find it. Fun/ Boring/ Lame/ Waste of time/ jUst great/ Amazing/ SUperb!!!!&lt;br /&gt;okay, just tell me how u feel. But i think i am wearing me hair down adn wearing the striped jeans or Zhixin's jeans with a long-sleeved white top. Which reminds me of Juliet (somehow)&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Cya tmr!!!! Look pretty!!!! buh-byes now!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-4126537052871301389?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/4126537052871301389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothing-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/4126537052871301389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/4126537052871301389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothing-much.html' title='Nothing much'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-3541227201097377890</id><published>2009-10-26T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T02:25:03.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SuVqFGd7TfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5irFi1pcx-U/s1600-h/SDC10927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396836364341431794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SuVqFGd7TfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5irFi1pcx-U/s400/SDC10927.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SuVqEn5cGnI/AAAAAAAAADw/qb8OCDo7K6U/s1600-h/SDC10933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396836356135328370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SuVqEn5cGnI/AAAAAAAAADw/qb8OCDo7K6U/s400/SDC10933.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very sorry for not posting for like forever? Gosh, Sorry so much. Now, i'm starting to post again and stop being so lazy. Now its like every day i play computer, watching TV and just playing a fool. But after a while it gets BORING. But anyway, i just wanna talk about my trip to Perth, Australia. Damn, I LOVE that freakin' PLACE!!!! But I felt kind of weird coz i thought i stood out like a sore thumb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kept on feeling i was ugly around all these beautiful blondes. Thanks for pulling down my confidence, you @#$%^&amp;amp;. F.Y.I they are not suppose to be vulgarities. Okayz, just ignore them. Anywayz, but so here it goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For my holidays, i only book for 3 nights and 4 nights i just find on the spot. The ones that my family and I roam around to find retreats, cottages and bed and breakfast, were the BEST. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, the retreat's name was called Tathra (Hill Top retreat). Damn, Gosh, Just beautiful. We have a view of all the different types of wild flowers. Plus there are hundreds of kangeroos. A lot of cows and Birds. There are some pictures of it up there! Sorry no pics of roos. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. I'm done for now. Be happy i actually posted. Been Lazy these few days. Before i go! Please tell me who finds days after PSLE quite boring or not as excited as u imagined. BTW, Who's bad? actually, who's free? Let's go out. I'm dead bored.&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/2711402931647365859-3541227201097377890?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/3541227201097377890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/10/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/3541227201097377890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/3541227201097377890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/10/sorry.html' title='Sorry...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SuVqFGd7TfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5irFi1pcx-U/s72-c/SDC10927.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-5979189996138455612</id><published>2009-09-10T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T07:29:28.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I went sentosa!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SqkMk1XVFgI/AAAAAAAAADo/uAaZy35QLIY/s1600-h/DSC01747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379845056810522114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SqkMk1XVFgI/AAAAAAAAADo/uAaZy35QLIY/s400/DSC01747.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SqkMkZMw4uI/AAAAAAAAADg/BQVwnxvD9Yo/s1600-h/DSC01758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379845049250013922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SqkMkZMw4uI/AAAAAAAAADg/BQVwnxvD9Yo/s400/DSC01758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, hey guyz!!! I just went sentosa today and came back!!! Do you believe? I went there from 9+am til like 6 in the evening!!! LOL. But my parents were really okay with it. so i'm studying a lot tmr. Maybe i'm going to do like 4 papers tomorrow. Usually, i will do like 3 or maybe 2 papers plus a compo. Anyway, i love today's sentosa trip. Though it was damn sunny and freakin' stiffing hot outside. Also, i played this eco friendly machine thingy. this is a picture of it (BTW. Zhixin and XM: this is how it looks like! In what way is it dust? (=_=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, i caught seaweeds!!! Yippee. They just washed up on shore and i picked it up. It was green... LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we also went to this fabulous hotel. It was frigging nice. Lovely. fabulous. Just drop-dead gorgeous. Ok. done. Bye for now... Still have more to say. L8r suckas!!!&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/2711402931647365859-5979189996138455612?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/5979189996138455612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-went-sentosa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5979189996138455612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5979189996138455612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-went-sentosa.html' title='I went sentosa!!!'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SqkMk1XVFgI/AAAAAAAAADo/uAaZy35QLIY/s72-c/DSC01747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-4649572515386292497</id><published>2009-09-08T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T07:52:43.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 14 of my story</title><content type='html'>Hey, ppl, How's your holz? Mine is just study, study, study... but i have my breaktime. LOL. Anyways, work hard!!!&lt;br /&gt;Here's the story: &lt;br /&gt;  “So, the myth was true…” Valkyrie spoke with a hint of amusement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What myth?” I inquired as I urged myself to stand up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You won’t need to know after I suck you dry, would you?” two pointy fangs reappeared as he pounced onto me at lightning speed. His weight was pushed against mine. I collapsed like a ragged doll onto the rough ground, blood oozed out from my skin while I bared the pain. His eyes instantly turn ruby red, staring at my blood menacingly. He moved to the source of the blood and gave my skin a lick. His rough tongue rubbed against me, absorbing the blood away, spotless I should say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Delicious…”&lt;br /&gt;A growl was stirring in my chest, I felt disgusted. Even his voice sounds gay.&lt;br /&gt;He smirked once again. Crushed under his built body, I was left helpless. I twisted my neck in search of something I could use as a defense. However, all there were the two forsaken disciples, their red, full lips smacked hungrily, and their eyes were blood red, longing and lust for me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I felt my weightless body thrown into the air and crashed against a tree. My backbone had landed the fall; “crreekk” was the sound of it cracking, the excruciating pain engulfed me like an envelope and I was once again experiencing the frequent pain. But not this time, it was different; the pain was unbearable, it send shocking statics of intolerable hurt through my veins. I collapsed down on the familiar floor; tears burst out and trickling down my ashen face as I scream into the air. The electrifying pain shot though me again, I buried my face in between my legs and my hands were grabbing the soil on the ground as I resisted the pain. My flesh tore, revealing the sickening colour of red. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Had I suffered enough already, Valkyrie grabbed me by the throat and pinned me onto the tree. Now, I needed air as he chokes me to death with his murderous grasp. &lt;br /&gt;“Now, for the main course” he laughed cruelly, his eyes sparkled like the diamond and had a certain spark. Fear coursed through my veins, he inched closer and closer towards me. His perfume-like scent hit me like toxic air. &lt;br /&gt;He was less than a foot away from me and I was powerless. He moved his lips onto mine and crushed it roughly. Then, he followed my jaw line and onto my neck. He sniffs it, acting like a pervert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Razor, sharp fangs tries to dig into my flesh. I swallowed my saliva, gulped in air and awaited darkness to befall me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Don’t TOUCH her” &lt;br /&gt;I turned my head to the source of the sound. It was the same stunning boy who had “rescued” or should I say kidnapped me. I don’t know why, but I felt a sudden sense of relief and my heart skipped a beat just looking at him. His eyes glared into Valkyrie as if sending daggers, whole body tensed and ready for a pounce. &lt;br /&gt;“Chill, Aavlon. You don’t want to hurt her, do you? And see, she’s fine…” spoke another teenage male. He was equally stunning. His eyes were crystal blue, skin was pale (just like everybody else), hair pitch-black and red lips. &lt;br /&gt;   They turn their gaze towards me, just as Valkyrie released me from his grasp and I crashed onto the floor. My body lay on the dirt floor while I tried raising my head to look at Aavlon and the other teenager. &lt;br /&gt;“Seriously? Are you serious? Look at her, she’s covered in frigging bruises and dirt, blood is oozing out and her clothes are thorn all over. Yea, she looks great.” Aavlon snapped back at his friend. &lt;br /&gt;Wow. Do I really look that bad?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-4649572515386292497?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/4649572515386292497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/09/part-14-of-my-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/4649572515386292497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/4649572515386292497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/09/part-14-of-my-story.html' title='Part 14 of my story'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-5318649122471438761</id><published>2009-09-04T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T06:37:20.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I suck (for now)</title><content type='html'>Ok, seriously guyz...&lt;br /&gt;I suck like siao!!!! For PRELIMS!!! I'm not revealing my total score but i will just give a general comment about my result:&lt;br /&gt;1. I improve (at least...)&lt;br /&gt;2. I suck like shit!!!!&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind... Don't worry...Still got PSLE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*phew*&lt;br /&gt;I know this guy called: Nicholas Hui...For Prelims  he scored 216/300. However, for his freakin' PSLE he scored a freakin' 261!!! Seriously, what a major difference la. Hopefully, I can also la. But maybe 265 over there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Man, GOSH!!!! I freakin' out!!! So i'm gonna start studying like siao, siao, siao, siao, siao!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok wadeva now, here's my new slang phrase: Check it out, Check it out, Check it out. You suck man! Not. I'm weird.... everyone noes that anyway!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-5318649122471438761?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/5318649122471438761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-suck-for-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5318649122471438761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5318649122471438761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-suck-for-now.html' title='I suck (for now)'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-1808137905165608828</id><published>2009-08-30T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T02:48:19.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow white and the kiss of death...</title><content type='html'>OK guyz. So iw as bored and wrote a story called: Snow WHite and the kiss of death!!!&lt;br /&gt;Either you have read it beofre or not. Not sure la. But its kinda long, just read it and give me your comments abotu what u think. Its suppose to be funny but i'm not sure!!??!!&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been posting for very long, so here's my post before another very very very very long post later...LOL&lt;br /&gt;This is how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, in a far away land, there lived a bratty, greedy, vulgar, violent princess - Snow White. She had the nastiest of personality, but was more beautiful than you could ever imagine, eyes the colour of the crystal blue sea, cheeks as pink as a rose in contrast to her fair, flawless face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From young, she had been spoiled, always asking for branded things and greedy for more. Nothing had ever satisfied her needs. One day, her stepmother couldn’t take it anymore, “we are going bankrupt soon if this continues!” she complained to the magical mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the exact moment, an idea shot her mind unexpectedly; a sly smile was slowly revealed on her face, as her eyes gleamed with joy. “Let’s kill her!” she muttered, emphasizing on the word ‘kill’, with a tone that could scare the bravest of soldiers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the stepmother being more than enthusiastic about her plan, she was still reluctant to murder Snow White by herself, she had no guts. Therefore, she paid the ultimate hunter of all time…Mr. Twinkle to hunt her down for good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, Snow White was awakened up by her impatient stepmother. She got dressed in her black denim jeans and a leather top, showing off her pierced belly button. She was leaded to the grand living room, where a muscular man with broad shoulders and bushy eyebrow stood sturdily, staring at Snow White as if she was some prize. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Follow him, there’s a surprise waiting for you!” chirped her stepmother. Snow White became suspicious, looking from left to right, concluding that something fishy was going on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s freezing outside! I need to get my jacket or I will die!” whined Snow White before storming up the steps. Upon descending into her room, she slammed the door behind, and then ran to the cupboard to retrieve a…PISTOL! Sneakily, she placed it into her jacket before leaving for the ‘surprise’ waiting for her arrival. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Walk this way, princess. Just follow me.” His husky voice echoed through the deep, dark forest; surrounded by trees, the height of sky-scrapers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After trailing for more than half an hour, the man stopped in his treks and turned around facing Snow White with a smirk plastered on his ugly face. “Now, it’s time for you to perish from this world, princess! Mua-ha-ha!” he said while laughing like a lunatic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Listen here, Bastard! If you don’t get out of my sight in less than a minute, you will wish you have never existed. SO SCRAM!” Snow White shouted back, as she pulled out the pistol and aimed it at the man’s face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though he was taken aback, but never backed down. Snow White started doing her Kung Fu moves and kicked, whipped and flipped his butt. The man was bruised form head to toe, blood oozing out from his forehead and his vision was blurred. Bumping into a tree while he tried making an escape, instead he fell onto the ground and fainted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You are so stupid la! Think you can beat a taekwondo black-belt expert!” Snow White bragged, just as her stomach started growling hungrily. Under a tree, there laid a red, juicy apple that caught her eye. Without hesitation, Snow White snatched the apple and took her first bite. Little did she know that the apple contained venom from the cobra that had accidentally placed it fangs in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hmmm…Not bad, sweet, juicy and …” THUD! Snow White died on the floor, her mouth stained with a blackish liquid. Just then, the seven dwarfs were on their way back to the cottage when they spotted the gorgeous Snow White. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They carried her up and placed her in a beautiful, hand carved coffin. Then, lying down on their knees weeping loudly; that was part of the dwarves’ tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not long later, the handsome prince passed by with his horse, but stopped once he saw Snow White lying in the coffin. Reading too much lame fairy stories, he thought that true love conquered all, leaning down onto her lips to kiss her and hopefully revive her from the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The venom on her lips was transferred onto the prince’s and it slipped into his mouth. He collapsed onto Snow White’s chest, panting heavily and crying in agony from the unbearable pain. Soon, his breathing slowed and eyes closed; and they never opened again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He laid on Snow White’s body as he and her went to the other world and lived happily ever again or not…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-1808137905165608828?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/1808137905165608828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/08/snow-white-and-kiss-of-death.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/1808137905165608828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/1808137905165608828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/08/snow-white-and-kiss-of-death.html' title='Snow white and the kiss of death...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-2979920663454964202</id><published>2009-08-14T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T08:01:11.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teach leh...</title><content type='html'>Can you'll teach me how to upload a video in blog? Cause... I WANNA SHOW U VIDEOS OF NIGAHIGA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Their videos totally rockz la. Damn funny. Teach me how to upload and you'll be able to see the vidz or u can go utube yourself. But still teach me anyway!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-2979920663454964202?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/2979920663454964202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/08/teach-leh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/2979920663454964202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/2979920663454964202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/08/teach-leh.html' title='Teach leh...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-5682256299428950201</id><published>2009-08-01T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T09:54:00.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 13 of my story</title><content type='html'>Hello, peeps. I know i haven't been blogging since a while. But prelims is comign and PSLE too. So, no time to use computer. And this post is just anotehr part of teh story. To remind you first, Its a story and its really long. You might get bored. :S haha. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention, i saw Darren today, even more LOL!!! He totally ignored me though. sad... I feel so invisible... NOT!!! haha. lol. ANd i ate this friut tar at Ochard Central, damn nice. It's Chocolate Banana. Delicious. YUM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Part 13 now: (do / do not enjoy!!!! :D )&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a moment, the gorgeous male was face to face with me, he stood uncomfortably cloze, my body shivered under his presence.&lt;br /&gt;He tilted my face up, brushed my hair away, revealing a bare neck as I was pushed forcefully to his muscular chest. He lowered his head a little, so his red lips could meet mine, it slowly slid down to my jaws and to the neck. His cool, refreshing breath beat against my neck; I felt cold, insecure and frightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two razor sharp fangs sneaked from the ends of his lips, while it attempted to dig into my flesh. I panicked, stood there paralyzed before my senses hit me.&lt;br /&gt;My brain couldn’t react fast enough to this fatal situation; my actions had taken over. I raised my hand confidently, and did the unexpected - smacked him damn hard on the face.&lt;br /&gt;“You Bastard!” I retorted at him, but still blur of what had just happened.&lt;br /&gt;I stared at my hand disbelievingly, and then return to see the furious expression of his.&lt;br /&gt;“You bitch! Go die!” he snarled, his bloodshot eyes staring menacingly at me.&lt;br /&gt;With the snap of his pale fingers, the two disciples return to both his sides. They dashed towards where I stood. I wouldn’t have realized they had moved if they hadn’t appeared right beside me. The leader held out a clutched fist, took hold of my shirt’s collar and flanged me into midair. I crashed into a tree, and dropped onto the ground with part of my clothing tore off by the branch. I lay motionless on the floor, legs sprawled apart with bones feeling like it was broken. My head hung in the air, cuts and bruises were everywhere. I bared with the indescribable pain, and slowly tilted my head to see the leader smiling broadly.&lt;br /&gt;His sly grin clearly showed that he thought he had won and this battle and it was the end of me. But this is not over yet. I just wished I had the strength to stand and stab him with a knife.&lt;br /&gt;“Enough of games, lets just finish her.”&lt;br /&gt;“Agreed, Valkyrie” the two disciples said in unison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wasn’t how I thought I would die… Hopefully the disciples are weak and frail. But like always, to my disappointment, they had sensational powers, able to control all of nature’s creation. This wasn’t a good thing. Without sparing a second, they conjured up their powers and raised large masses of rocks, hurling them towards me. It was like I’m a dart board, and the large chunks of rocks were the arrows being thrown at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lifted my hands to block myself; it was the best shield I could think of. Burying my face in cupped hands, I awaited for cruel death to befall me. I’m dying, I’m dying, I’m dying… Shit. I’m doomed. I’m doomed. Cruel fate!!! How could you?!!!? (Dramatic)&lt;br /&gt;Moments later, I mustered up my courage, and took a peek at my surroundings. It was a lush, green forest, very dense yet all rounds soothing.&lt;br /&gt;“Is this heaven?” I questioned myself unbelievingly, mainly because it looked very familiar. I turned around to have a better look of “heaven”. But to my utter shock, there were the two devil disciples and the devil itself.&lt;br /&gt;“Why in the heck world are you in heaven with me?! You’re not supposed to be here!” I practically screamed at them.&lt;br /&gt;The three stared at one another confused, lost in what I had just said.&lt;br /&gt;“You are not in heaven or whatever crap. You are still alive but should not have been!” replied ValKyrie.&lt;br /&gt;I gave myself a pinch, it did hurt. Oh shucks, I’m still alive.&lt;br /&gt;The two determined disciples wouldn’t give up the fight, trying show their capability of finishing a meek human like me off. Instead of rocks, they uprooted a number of trees and threw them at me with all their might. However, I dared myself to open my eyes this time, hoping to see the repeated miracle of me surviving this crucial disaster. What I experienced was abnormal, not natural. There was like an invisible, protective shield covering my whole body, preventing me from getting hurt by anything coming towards my path. I stared at the passing number of trees, all were aimed at me yet none could even touch me.&lt;br /&gt;“Amazing” I breathed.&lt;br /&gt;This was when the truth dawned on me; I’m not exactly human, am I…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Part 13*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-5682256299428950201?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/5682256299428950201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/08/part-13-of-my-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5682256299428950201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5682256299428950201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/08/part-13-of-my-story.html' title='Part 13 of my story'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-3681029459286142187</id><published>2009-07-15T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T04:31:02.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 12 of my story</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not blogging for sooooooooooo long. But who has the time nowadays? Surely not me... Got to study coz of my lousy scores!!!! Ahhh!!!! MUST SCORE WELL FOR PSLE LEH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so i did this math test, common test 4. But, "phew!" lickily its not counted for PSLE or else i die for sure. DUnno abt your guyz but i did really badly, maybe like low 80 or 70 +.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die sia. SO freakin' low. But alr over, nothing to do abt the past lets hope for the better for the future!!!! yay! lame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here's my story, part 12. AI ya! at least better than alwayz coming to a no-new-post blog right? So be happy that i'm even polsting smth even if u dun like it. haha :D lol.&lt;br /&gt;Ok here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Turn left, make a right, then left…walk straight, make another right… Wasn’t I here just now? Hold on…maybe not…wait a minute… looks like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body was sore from the past few hours of aimless walking, my legs feel as if it is about to snap like a twig and my aching muscles groan with every slight movement. At least I learnt something: Hard work does not truly pay off every time, all my efforts were wasted, I was still stuck here, wasn’t I? The only thing I had achieved was just cuts and bruises leaving their mark on my skin. Great! Just what I wanted, spending my day in a pile of crapp like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trudged in the forest, holding up the last strand of hope that was in me, praying that the forest would set me free from its clutches…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“I’m positive I was here before. But how would I know with all these stupid,&lt;br /&gt;look alike trees, messing around with my dumb head. That’s why I ended up here&lt;br /&gt;in the first place, stranded in nowhere!!! All because of my dear, dear hero,&lt;br /&gt;yea, nice job, alright.” &lt;/blockquote&gt;Sarcasm filled my infuriated tone; anger rose in me as I shouted &lt;blockquote&gt;“IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT, STUPID, STUPID, STUPID!!!” &lt;/blockquote&gt;into the misty air and kicked the tree trunks with my feet like I hadn’t a care in the world. I am definitely losing it, aren’t I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was finally contented when fresh, crimson blood oozed out from my feet; the thick, strong scent wafted through the air. I groaned in pain and agony, though how I felt couldn’t match up to my reaction later. When my life had reached its negative turning point and I was left alone to face my first life threatening obstacle…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, a sense of uncertainty and &lt;strong&gt;DEATH&lt;/strong&gt; overwhelmed me. I stood up gingerly from the ground while I stared at my surroundings wearily; looking thoroughly of any creatures around. I strongly felt that I was being spied on by someone else and it was not a protective one but as if I’m being &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hunted down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I didn’t enjoy this feeling but with no time to react, chaos enfolded in front of my eyes before escape was possible…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three amazingly beautiful people stood right before me. Their pale, marble like skin sparkled like diamonds under the shining sun, their bloody red eyes were locked onto my bare neck as it gleamed with certain depth; they smacked their lips, revealing a sly yet evil grin. I have a bad feeling about what will happen to me. I just wish I could die and not see the disaster that is coming, but unfortunately this is exactly what they want – my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;death&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;For the next few seconds, there was absolute silence; we just stared at one another. They looked intently at me with most interest but just why? I didn’t want to wait for an answer, so I absent-mindedly started a conversation which made my entire life crumble down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Erm… Hi, I’m just going to go now.”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I spoke hastily and attempted to run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Get her…” commanded one of them, his voice sounded of power and desire. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next moment, the vibration of the ground wobbled and two teenagers appeared before my very eyes, blocking my initial path. I stopped dead in my tracks, swearing that they were far away from me at first. Their speeds were incredible; it’s like defying human nature to have that sort of ability. A flash of my shitty “saviour” popped into my startled mind and what he warned had a deeper meaning to me now and that was when I had finally understood. Oh no. They are not lunatics right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Oh. Don’t worry about that, my friend. We’re your worst nightmares…” and  two razor sharp fangs were revealed. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2711402931647365859-3681029459286142187?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/3681029459286142187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/07/part-12-of-my-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/3681029459286142187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/3681029459286142187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/07/part-12-of-my-story.html' title='Part 12 of my story'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-6152950564369681531</id><published>2009-06-27T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T08:20:15.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok..that's settled i guess...</title><content type='html'>Alright I'm sad, Very sad, super sad, majorly sad, damn sad, frigging sad, FREAKIN' SAD!!!&lt;br /&gt;You know why? Coz the ~King of Pop~ died with a traggic heart attack i guess...&lt;br /&gt;Sad sia...I loved his two songs called: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Beat it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Smooth criminal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I Love it!!! And he's a damn Genius, king of POP, forever remains in everyone's heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And who exactly is this Adam?&lt;/span&gt; First he says he is Chuan Bin, which I SOOO do not believe coz you knoe he likes this girl which i dun think i need to say, and sry i'm wrong not like but lyk die for... lol...&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now i noe that the real chuan bin has visited my blog. when he said: I h8 you shiyun!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now, that is the egghead everyone knows and hate!!! haha! Lol...&lt;br /&gt;+_+   :D   =_+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-6152950564369681531?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/6152950564369681531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/06/okthats-settled-i-guess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/6152950564369681531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/6152950564369681531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/06/okthats-settled-i-guess.html' title='Ok..that&apos;s settled i guess...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-1512665960008346252</id><published>2009-06-22T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:54:06.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam???</title><content type='html'>Ok, ppl from now onward, i'm not going to write any important messages in my cbox. Since, ther's this person who keeps on using my name and naomi's name and dun noe who la.&lt;br /&gt;And, seriously! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who are you ADAM? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I sooooo do not like you, not even a little. Stop writing that i do like you aliitle or wadeva. And DON'T. i mean DON'T insult my fiend, naomi's name. Her name is great and ppl dun be fooled by those chats in the cbox, some are nopt from the official me and the official Naomi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam or whoever is helping him, stop messing and spamming la.&lt;br /&gt;And just tell me who the hell are you either in my blog or when school reopens. So, stop spamming and messing around wiht my name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fustrating much...&lt;br /&gt;Ppls help[ to solve this mystery and get nothing in return but a very grateful smile! :D LOL!&lt;br /&gt;But hey! Better than nothing... :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is from,&lt;br /&gt;THE OFFICIAL SHIYUN ( since the fake one can't get through to my dashboard...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, don't trust some other ppl in the cbox tat writes my name, if you know me well, you can tell whether it is me or not, whether it is how i write or say or not...&lt;br /&gt;OK. :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-1512665960008346252?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/1512665960008346252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/06/adam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/1512665960008346252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/1512665960008346252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/06/adam.html' title='Adam???'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-4315807228482266787</id><published>2009-06-20T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T09:09:42.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery Person...Adam?</title><content type='html'>Actually, Xue Min do you really think Naomi will say that she loves me? And who in the world is really Adam? Is it a she/he? Weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sry that i hadn't been blogging for such a long, long, long time. My parents didn't allow me to use computer!!!! Freaking sian leh, only like two hours per WEEK or even less!!! It's just so horrible thinking of it, thinking of me and no computer!!!!  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I feel so sad!"  I'm screaming out loud!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ugh! At least I can use  for a while better than not la. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"be contented with what you have" that's what my ever-so-loving parents tells me. But if you only have such little computer time, i had BET you would be grieving too...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If not, you are just some bookworm freak! though, i'm being "bookworm-ist" LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Adam, is the rockstar that i like... but seriously, who is this adam who is commenting in my blog. Thx for your compliments but seriously who are you? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Questions:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) Are you a boy or girl? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) A stranger i don't know/ someone from my class/ someone from school&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ya, just these 2 questions for these mysterious person...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmm....I'm watching hannah montana now! and i also heard that there will be a wizards of wvaerly place movie! Awesome!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BTW, Being Nikki the book by Meg Cabot is out! Woo-Hoo! Wanna read but my mum says that after PSLE first! Boo-Hoo! sad? yes...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oK, bb, no more crapp...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And no more time for now... SAD....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-4315807228482266787?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/4315807228482266787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/06/mystery-personadam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/4315807228482266787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/4315807228482266787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/06/mystery-personadam.html' title='Mystery Person...Adam?'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-381023457061667386</id><published>2009-06-14T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T08:14:03.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Ok...This is Part 11...&lt;br /&gt;Most of you're should have stopped reading my story already. I won't blame you, its quite &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;suckish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; However you should rate it. Pls keep commenting still, from your comments i've tried to improve my story for the better... And now its not confusing ( i hope...) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“What the hell are you doing!?! Are you out of your mind?”&lt;/blockquote&gt;I screamed in his ear while he continued running towards a forest with me piggybacking on his icy, cold back.Embarrassing much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“I’m saving you! So, please shut up! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;They’re&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; coming.” &lt;/blockquote&gt;his hands tightened around my waist, whole body tensed up as a sense of urgency washed over his body. Running at an even faster speed if I had even thought was possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Save me? Save me from what? You’re the one kidnapping me! And who the hell are&lt;br /&gt;‘&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;’? ” &lt;/blockquote&gt;mimicking his perfect voice. Actually, who does he think he is? Superman? He is the one kidnapping me and now he’s telling me that he’s my saviour???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escape is the only way out of this so called ‘rescue mission’, deserting whoever he is, is the only option although my heart wasn’t keen of this plan. It kept on telling me to trust this guy, believe in his words yet my mind had separate thoughts. Truthfully, I had a good feeling about him yet reasons were piled up against the belief of my heart. So, I went against it and set my idiotic plan to action if it would actually work that is…which I highly doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Ouch! My waist is hurting! Put me down!” &lt;/blockquote&gt;I whined like a spoiled little baby, acting as if I was truly in pain, hoping to grasp at the chance when he would release me and I can escape. Stupid right? I know too damn well…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“There you go. Better now?”&lt;/blockquote&gt;gently releasing me from his grip,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Nice try but you aren’t fooling anyone. But if you really want to go on your&lt;br /&gt;way, I have to obey your request… Good Luck! Hope you live… You will need it… ” &lt;/blockquote&gt;his voice was more serious and grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I raised my head, ready to give a backtalk, but as once I had did that, I regretted deeply. Realizing that my face was just inches away from his… WOW…what beautiful, butterscotch eyes and flawless, pale skin… His cool breath beated against my neck, my entire body started forming goose bumps. My mind went blank for a moment, stunned by his amazing appearance, unable to make out my words; speechless like a dummy. Damn, I’m really stupid…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shook my head away from his direction, erasing his perfect image from my brain and ran towards nowhere. I knew I had to escape now or else I won’t be able to convince myself…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;he shouted from a distance, ringing beautifully in my ears. Ugh! Shut up and let me concentrate on ignoring you! And there was silence from then…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-381023457061667386?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/381023457061667386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/06/part-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/381023457061667386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/381023457061667386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/06/part-11.html' title='Part 11'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-1279724935938354679</id><published>2009-06-06T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T08:09:24.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry...</title><content type='html'>Sorry that i hadn't been blogging much, had to study all the way! Can you believe that i only get 2 hrs or maybe a liitle more of computer each week...???? SUCK right? But i can't do much about it coz i too much of a goody goody. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, i completed all my holiday homework except my freakin loads of chinese hw. Sian leh. Zhou Lao Shi give so damn much. As Singapore's most caring teacher she should be nicer and give us lesser hw. By doing so, she does not need to use that much energy to mark and she  can also SAVE TREES!!!!! in chinese: yi ju liang de...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUst study, study, study... Unlike some who can idle around now la... Coz pro wad! mainly refering to: Najla...( the pro-ist) If only i could be as relax as them ( if they're relax at least) and score soooo well... I WONDER, WONDER, WONDER... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i know my post is short but i have no time liao. SO cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-1279724935938354679?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/1279724935938354679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/06/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/1279724935938354679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/1279724935938354679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/06/sorry.html' title='Sorry...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-5470078133363233879</id><published>2009-05-29T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T02:37:59.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PaRt 10 means...</title><content type='html'>If my Part ten confused you, it just plainly means i got kidnapped by this person and i am scared. End of story... and&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; Susan Boyle rock together with Adam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-5470078133363233879?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/5470078133363233879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/05/part-10-means.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5470078133363233879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5470078133363233879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/05/part-10-means.html' title='PaRt 10 means...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-4793230263127485616</id><published>2009-05-29T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T02:35:46.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Susan Bolye...</title><content type='html'>OMG! Susan Boyle is like the best singer, i even admit that she singsbetter than Adam and&lt;br /&gt;MUCH better than Kris. But their all 3 different artist, so can't actually compare!&lt;br /&gt;But you HAVA, JUST HAVE to check out: Susan Boyle's first audition!&lt;br /&gt;It will blow your mind away! She sings sooooo nice and moved me, until i cried a little!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just got to check her audition out!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;                                                 SUSAN AND ADAM ROXS!!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-4793230263127485616?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/4793230263127485616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/05/susan-bolye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/4793230263127485616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/4793230263127485616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/05/susan-bolye.html' title='Susan Bolye...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-5793418675251115825</id><published>2009-05-28T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T08:30:08.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicating this to Adam...</title><content type='html'>I'm dedicating this whole, short post to ADAM LAMBERT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                          ADAM LAMBERT ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;                                        I LUV HIM!                                      I LIKE HIS LAUGH!&lt;br /&gt;                         He's going to have an album and i want to buy it! I sooooooo want it!&lt;br /&gt;And oh ya! He LOVES TWILIGHT TOO! **VAMPIRES**&lt;br /&gt;                             YOUR MUSIC ROCKS, ADAM! Your Style is damn CoOl too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  &lt;3 Adam Forever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-5793418675251115825?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/5793418675251115825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/05/dedicating-this-to-adam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5793418675251115825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5793418675251115825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/05/dedicating-this-to-adam.html' title='Dedicating this to Adam...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-1310194606125036211</id><published>2009-05-28T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T08:10:56.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kris suck, Adam rocks!!!</title><content type='html'>You noe American Idol, the two finalists: Adam and Kris? Most people should know them i think . . .  Just by the way, Kris SUCKS, actually he's ok la but Adam is most definitely more talented than him! Kris is more suitable for only pleasant/country songs while Adam sings both rock and like just nice songs. His voice can reach quite high notes and overall GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, wat else now?&lt;br /&gt;Ya! Don't be GAYIST people! They suck! And vote for Adam not Kris! ok?ok! =D&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sooooooo disappointed that Adam didn't win, he soo should!&lt;br /&gt;And Chuan Bin, Nicole and maybe Wilson totally agrees with me too! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In class, Chuan Bin  was shouting at the top of his lungs, saying: " Kris allen SUCKS! Kris allen SUCKS!" continuing a lot of times...&lt;br /&gt;But i'm totally on this with Chuan Bin for once, though i HATE him to the core!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we have the same taste in music and idols...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...Nothing lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***And i will write my part 11 with more action i think?!? Hope you don't get bored with my story and continue reading! Not forcing ok?ok!***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-1310194606125036211?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/1310194606125036211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/05/kris-suck-adam-rocks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/1310194606125036211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/1310194606125036211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/05/kris-suck-adam-rocks.html' title='Kris suck, Adam rocks!!!'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-8530360563231002010</id><published>2009-05-16T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T01:57:32.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 10 of my story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Alright guyz, this is part 10 of my story... Pls do comment on it, im like so sian, v. discouraging leh, no one comment about it, like i damn lan, i noe i definitely cannot match up to a professional's standard but i know i'm not lousy. ok maybe i am but wadeva. Just comment la. Pls. I'm begging sia... Promise now! thx. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Comment or DIE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lol. seriously, do it. (not the sick way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dim glowing of the lamppost shone on the streets was barely bright enough for me to see the surroundings, only the moon stood out in the misty, night sky. None wandered here; it was only me, myself and probably no one else. Just as I was walking towards home from pathetic school, a sweet smelling aroma drifted to my sensitive nose, though no flowers were planted nearby. It had smelt nothing of flowers or strong perfume, it was different…something unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made an attempt to look back before I stopped halfway. Recalling back the myths and stories mum used to tell me. One of them had been a warning that said when wandering alone at night, in an abandoned street, hear your name being spoken or smell an aroma, DO NOT TURN BACK. Her voice was emotionless, eyes deadly serious, an expression that couldn’t be explained or understood…&lt;br /&gt;A secret was definitely stashed at the back of her mind, locked up tightly in a box and never to be revealed again. Attempts were always a failure, she wouldn’t give in, but words she spoke of were enough to keep me in an unbearable suspense and confusion…&lt;br /&gt;Through her grave voice and pain filled eyes, she regretted yet said against the will of hers: &lt;blockquote&gt;“You will know when in any struck of fate, it proves the truth, be careful&lt;br /&gt;that’s more than I can say...” &lt;/blockquote&gt;Her words were true and from the heart, but what she meant is still a mystery that is soon solved as time ticks by, when she would finally unlock her box and reveal the secret which I now had a strong feeling of regretting to know and better left under the shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aroma and sense of being spied on was definitely present, it grew stronger and more real with each darkening shade of the night, each second ticking away to midnight. Feeling unsecure, invaded; my eyes searched around the street, oddly the empty street now had a new visitor, his appearance was blur under such dim light. I blinked and he had disappeared to nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was beyond freaky; I took a few steps back and tried to make sense out of it, only to run into a muscular liked figure who looked exactly like the new visitor but up close and there it all begin…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one second, I was walking on the streets alone in the night and next, a series of events had happened. First, a pair of freezing arms was suddenly found tightly wrapped around my waist. Second, my feet were lifted off the ground as my body hit against a hard, icy wall or that was what it felt like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WHAT’S HAPPENING? WHO ARE YOU&lt;/span&gt;?” &lt;/blockquote&gt;I practically screamed, emotions spilling out from my heart. Fear ran through me, while the surroundings flashed past my eyes, hands gripped to the stranger’s shirt, clutching my fist and struggling to get free. What the hell is happening? Who are you? Where are you taking me? What do you want from me? Questions were blooming but there weren’t time for answers. Emotions took over, all I knew and can think of is that I was afraid, scared, fearful, panic-stricken as I muttered cursors and prayers under my frantic breath; unable to think straight or act right but my consensus told me that this was definitely no surprise party. Escape was the only option or else I had been done for…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I live? I’m not sure…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Part 10*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-8530360563231002010?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/8530360563231002010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/05/part-10-of-my-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/8530360563231002010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/8530360563231002010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/05/part-10-of-my-story.html' title='Part 10 of my story'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-3444118363424348327</id><published>2009-05-15T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T00:18:01.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How well I think I did for my SA1 papers</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span &gt;Chinese Paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -  quite easy, normal i guess. Probably able to get a high A or A*, i hope so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English Paper &lt;/strong&gt;- Don't know why everyone say damn hard, actually average or maybe a little easier, but I'm afraid after writing/ saying this, my score damn lao ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Science Paper&lt;/strong&gt; - To me, damn hard section B. I can't believe Shiqi's classmate from 6D thought it was a walk in the park, like hell easy and my friend from 6G said it was like primary 1 and 2 paper. Harsh la. I'm so angry with them, they think so easy and i think its dman hard. See their stupid marks first, sian, I DUN CARE. They go die la. FREAKIN, LOUSY scores like hell, go fail la. I know i'm cursing but i heck care liao, they made me mad alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my friend from 6G, Valerie got highest in class for MCQ, she got 58/60. SO gd la. I'm determined to beat her and i'm gonna do it. Though she rudely said bad luck, or was it fat luck/ hope. ai ya, forgot liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Math Paper &lt;/strong&gt;- V. hard. My section A, part 2 only got 16/20. Anyway, this paper is hard, heck care what others say. I so so so so so dun want my math paper  back. scary like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm done. Don't take whateva crap i wrote seriously. Actually do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-3444118363424348327?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/3444118363424348327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-well-i-think-i-did-for-my-sa1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/3444118363424348327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/3444118363424348327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-well-i-think-i-did-for-my-sa1.html' title='How well I think I did for my SA1 papers'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-8697066678710418447</id><published>2009-05-02T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T00:01:21.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG news! (Celebrity Gossip)</title><content type='html'>OMG! Vanessa and Zac seperated? She's seeing new guyz jus to get Zac jealous and sure he is!&lt;br /&gt;Read to find out why:&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa was reported livid when she heard that Zac Effron doesn't want to get married until 40!&lt;br /&gt;She decided to make him jealous by seeing other guys. A source said that when Vanessa heard abotu Zac's plan to stay single for the next couple of decades, she was shocked and shattered. She secretly hoped for an engagement ring within the next year or two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After discussing with her friends, Vanessais believed to have told Zac that she wanted freedom to go out with other guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The source added to National Enquirer magazine that Zac's totally upset- he doesn't want Vanessa dating anyone else. Even Though he's not ready to commint himself to settling down at this stage of his young life, the thought of Vanessa in another man's arms drives him crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I think she's a boytch, trying to use other ppl to make Zac jealous. And I think Zac is a dumb and UGH to commint himself only when his &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! WTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-8697066678710418447?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/8697066678710418447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-news-celebrity-gossip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/8697066678710418447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/8697066678710418447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-news-celebrity-gossip.html' title='OMG news! (Celebrity Gossip)'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-6648980213186941496</id><published>2009-05-01T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T06:27:25.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Man this is weird...</title><content type='html'>This is sooo weird...Can't tell you...But its just weird...Freaky...Should I believe or not believe...? Put my faith in her or not...probably not...but she's convincing man! And if that's the truth...i guess i'm really unique and otherworldly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Dylan called me just now asking me about hw and blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;I don't find it weord but if Xue Min knew and reading this...she would have been &lt;br /&gt;"OMG! OMG!" LOL. I'm weird and oh ya! you know Mrs Lai said that after PSLE we go eat cake! YUM! She told me this, after she said that she had chocolate cake for her b'dae and i said:"Yum! I love chocolate!" then she said after PSLE go eat cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUM! YUM! YUM! YIPEE! YIPEE! YIPEE! YAY! YAY! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm still freaked out about what she said only i cna't tell you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; unknown to ur world is about to be revealed eitehr i like it or not...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-6648980213186941496?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/6648980213186941496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/05/man-this-is-weird.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/6648980213186941496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/6648980213186941496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/05/man-this-is-weird.html' title='Man this is weird...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-6640142361970640987</id><published>2009-04-28T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T06:41:27.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WTH! pls comment la...</title><content type='html'>OK, i'm jus gonna be NaGgy, but jus comment on my shitty story!!! i dun care if i suck. And najla, what do u wan ur name to be? Najla Furker?&lt;br /&gt;And clarissa, if u dun wan ur name to be branded goods, so wad do u wan it to be?&lt;br /&gt;I seriously can't think of anything else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ppl, here COmeS the NagGy quEEn To TeLl U to COmmeNt on My DamN StOrY, InSUlt or WadSoeva. ANd p.s. clarissa how do u do different fonds for blogging? pls help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd peace out suckers! lol. influence by chad in sonny with a chance! he damn hott leh?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-6640142361970640987?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/6640142361970640987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/wth-pls-comment-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/6640142361970640987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/6640142361970640987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/wth-pls-comment-la.html' title='WTH! pls comment la...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-3159447461383351399</id><published>2009-04-25T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:06:42.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My favourite snobby comments...</title><content type='html'>My favourite snobby comments are:&lt;br /&gt;1. Calling u stupid, is an insult to stupid people!&lt;br /&gt;2. Your birth certificate is an apology letter from the condom factory&lt;br /&gt;3. Artificial intelligence is no match for natural stupidity&lt;br /&gt;4. I was born intelligent, but education ruined me&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If we really learn from our mistakes, i had been a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; f***king&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; genius by now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I'll try to be nicer, i you try to be smarter&lt;br /&gt;7. You can take back everything u want, except your money&lt;br /&gt;8. Wanna look good, be seen with me&lt;br /&gt;9. I'm not worthless, i can still serve as a bad example&lt;br /&gt;10. Ryan Chin's life is like a straw, it SUCKS like hell! (to clarissa:"haha!")&lt;br /&gt;11. If you're father is a CEO, my father is the manager of GUCCI handbag&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you naturally annoying or do u have to work on it?&lt;br /&gt;13. I see you and i finally understand why the best things in life needs money...&lt;br /&gt;14. I'm already having a bad day, looking at you makes it worst!&lt;br /&gt;15. They always say be who u r, but in your case its not! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have more but i haven't rememebered it yet.&lt;br /&gt;And i created some by myself, a genius ain't I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-3159447461383351399?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/3159447461383351399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-favourite-snobby-comments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/3159447461383351399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/3159447461383351399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-favourite-snobby-comments.html' title='My favourite snobby comments...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-528997704105808658</id><published>2009-04-25T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T08:22:14.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 9 of my story</title><content type='html'>Yo ppl, this is Pt 9 of my story, and NAJLA you're included as the vulgar one like u suggested. But there's not much of u until next part, then i add u in almost everything. Stay tune guys and i'll be right back! lol i sound lyk some1 on tv!(better comment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pt 9: “Ms Soh, come to my office this instance!” shouted the frustrated principal. I scrambled across the creepy hallways towards the office, as if I had never been happier. There stood Mr. Timothy – my principal who was shaking with anger, glaring at me with his deadly eyes. Definitely not his usual friendly self, speaking at me harshly in a tone that was no doubt furious yet disappointed. &lt;br /&gt;“What in the world made you, as in you say these vulgar words? There are students who look up to you and you’re giving them the worst of example!” I stared at him unbelievingly with my face slowly breaking into laughter. He seriously thinks that actual people look up to me; he must be in a state. &lt;br /&gt;Seeing my laughter, he got madder, “what are you laughing about? You get a month detention!” he shouted sternly and into my face! What the nerve of his! He’s lucky I had not introduced my fist to his damn face. Soon I fell into a gloomy expression, swearing and cursing under my breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I was done, the recess bell had rung. Thank God! I stomped out angrily and walked towards the cafeteria where a group of curious friends and disgusting, sloppy food awaited for my arrival. Walking through the hallways and into the cafeteria was unnerving especially when you came out from the ‘house of hatred’, every student body turned their gaze on me and whispers were starting. &lt;br /&gt;Grabbed my stupid lunch and darted out from their gazes and into my friends’ millions of questions. How could it get any worse, hold on… take that back incase something happens, but wait… too late. Everyone sitting at the table came charging towards me, pouring a whole list of questions into my fragile ears. &lt;br /&gt;             First question: Did principal scold you? Ans: What do you think genius?&lt;br /&gt;             Second question: Did you wet yourself in there? Ans: What the freak!&lt;br /&gt;             Third question: So what punishment you got? Ans: detention for a MONTH!&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;My friends gasped in horror upon hearing my punishment. I had to expect that anyway, since the only person who has ever got a month in detention was only for the bad eggs, which concludes to Nikki Lewis (aka najla). The one and only who dared to shout the f word ten times to a teacher’s face, being all vulgar and stuff, ending up in detention multiple times; like every week? But the only thing that keeps her hanging in this bloody school are her damn freaking good scores and not to mention her family’s major wealth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   “OMG! You’re going to detention for a whole month! What the hell? Wish you luck, heard that it was like prison, but at least you would look more fashionable than them?” Tricia tried but failed to cheer me up. Later, more students tried to do what Tricia did-making me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   “I don’t give a damn about it, alright! So shut up and let me eat my lunch in peace!” I screamed rudely, though I knew they meant well but I still had stuff going through my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mainly these two:&lt;br /&gt;     1. What’s with Mr. Timothy and his unreasonable punishment?  &lt;br /&gt;     2. Why do I still feel being spied on, is it hallucinations or just…just…just… the person who I’m suspecting yet fearing for it to be true. My heart knows that I’m right but my brain just won’t comprehend because it knows that no matter how much it can prove to be a fact but I just won’t want to know…won’t want to believe when I know that I craved for it / him….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           *Part 9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-528997704105808658?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/528997704105808658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/part-9-of-my-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/528997704105808658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/528997704105808658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/part-9-of-my-story.html' title='Part 9 of my story'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-8598374726523745431</id><published>2009-04-25T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T07:49:21.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New charaters abroad for now...</title><content type='html'>Ok new charaters abroad my story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st. Joan- Judian trust(huamn); tries to kill me and has blood ties with someone...&lt;br /&gt;2nd. Naomi- Vevian(vevian); my closest friend in the vampire world and learns abt smth...&lt;br /&gt;3rd. Najla- Nikki Lewis(human); damn vulgar yet a great buddy&lt;br /&gt;4th. Xue Min- Ixis(vampire); innocent at times but the opposite when necessary&lt;br /&gt;5th. Clarissa- Cloey Landell(human); still thinking... wait 4 update(enemy or not?)&lt;br /&gt;6th. Aby- sry still thinking too; wait for update(should i make u enemy; pls?)&lt;br /&gt;7th. Zhixin- Petricia(vampire)-behind my back at all times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, hu else wants to be be4 i end this thing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-8598374726523745431?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/8598374726523745431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-charaters-abroad-for-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/8598374726523745431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/8598374726523745431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-charaters-abroad-for-now.html' title='New charaters abroad for now...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-4673567325853952635</id><published>2009-04-23T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T09:08:51.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Join my story!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey ppl! &lt;br /&gt;Ok, i haf just decided to put some of my frens into my vamp. story. If u're interested to be in too, write in my cbox and state whether u wanna be a human or a vampire. i can't haf too many of both, though vamp can have more...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i will think of ur character and blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Ya! tell me if u wan to be a bad guy or good guy? pls some ppl be bad guy too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-4673567325853952635?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/4673567325853952635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/join-my-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/4673567325853952635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/4673567325853952635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/join-my-story.html' title='Join my story!!!'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-664134209691201330</id><published>2009-04-23T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T07:11:46.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel and Devil quiz or wadeva it is...</title><content type='html'>I did the Devil and Angel Quiz or wadeva you call it, thx to the help of Clarissa sending it to my hotmail and this is my results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;I'm 80% devilish and 25% angelic. i rock lol.&lt;br /&gt;Bit clarissa in being less angelic than her! LOLZ!&lt;br /&gt;But its cool though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i tagged ppl:&lt;br /&gt;1.Najla&lt;br /&gt;2.Colette&lt;br /&gt;3.Xue Min&lt;br /&gt;4.Zhixin &lt;br /&gt;5.Wenxi&lt;br /&gt;6.Joan&lt;br /&gt;7.Naomi&lt;br /&gt;8.Natalie&lt;br /&gt;9.Hannah&lt;br /&gt;10.Yuen Teng&lt;br /&gt;(didn't tagged clarissa coz she do liao)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGEL AND DEVIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what you have to do&lt;br /&gt;There are 20 questions for each section.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of each section, multiply your score by 5.&lt;br /&gt;Then, repost this as: I am ___% devilish and ___% angelic.&lt;br /&gt;Tag 10 of your friends to know how devilish/angelic they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Devilish are you?&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Slammed a door in someone's face&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Shouted/screamed at someone&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gossiped about someone&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cursed someone&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Killed someone&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Killed an animal&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Got into a fight&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Lost/Broke something that was important to someone&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Stalked someone&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Bullied someone&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten 4 demerits&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Had to do CWO &lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cheated on your crush&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cheated in an exam&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Stole something&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Did something you knew you were not supposed to do&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Back stabbed someone&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Betrayed your friend&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Argued with your friend even though you were in the wrong&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cursed/Gave a teacher the finger behind her back&lt;br /&gt;Total: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How angelic are you?&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten more than 4 honour points&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Never gotten a demerit&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Never done CWO before&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Never folded your skirt&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Helped a teacher carry books to the staff room&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Looked for a teacher after school just to clarify a question&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Spend more time studying than playing(on certain days)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Never got angry with anyone&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Never did anything that you were not supposed to do&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Was never late for school&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Never got into trouble at school&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Never went to a shopping mall in school uniform&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Never bought anything from Cheers at the petrol station near school&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Never handed in homework late&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Remembers all your friends' birthdays&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Don't hate any of your friends&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Never slept in a boring teacher's class&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Always listened attentively to the teacher&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Always did more homework than you should &lt;br /&gt;[ ] Never went online during the exam period&lt;br /&gt;Total: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-664134209691201330?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/664134209691201330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/angel-and-devil-quiz-or-wadeva-it-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/664134209691201330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/664134209691201330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/angel-and-devil-quiz-or-wadeva-it-is.html' title='Angel and Devil quiz or wadeva it is...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-18277138561172763</id><published>2009-04-18T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T03:35:10.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 8 of my story</title><content type='html'>Hey ppl, this is Pt 8 of my story! hope u will like it, if u do plz write in my cbox, if u dun think its nice, then choose either to criicize in my cbox or nvm. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dashed into the girl’s toilet to splash myself on the face, it was refreshing and the feeling had disappeared. I heaved out a sigh of relief and went to Tricia’s side again, but once I left the toilet, magically the feeling reappeared and my mood took a change for the worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to distract myself, I thought of my next class…History. There are two reasons why I dread going to History lesson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I suck at it, BIG time and had never managed to do well.&lt;br /&gt;Second, my moral enemy of all times seats behind me in class-Jamerson. Just thinking about his name makes my mood worse, unpleasant thoughts roamed freely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked into class reluctantly, glaring at his direction while ascending into my hatred seat. I got into my seat peacefully when he kicked it and gave out a freakin’ laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned back, eyes darting daggers at him, “Do you have any thing better to do, moron?” I shouted at him. &lt;br /&gt;“Awww... is the princess annoyed? Well TOO BAD!” he snapped back, steamed came flying out from my ears, my face burning red with anger. “Control your temper, girl. He’s too idiotic for you.” I muttured hastily, trying to ignore all his rude remarks. His ears were sharp and had heard my murmurs, “if I remembered wrongly, controlling your temper is not in your what-I-can-do list. Crap! I totally forgot you can’t do anything, my bad.” He smirked, his face full of pride and glory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had done it this time; I flew into a rage and started screaming at him at the top of my lungs. “YOU ARE AN IDIOTIC, LOW-LIFE, PATHETIC, STUPID, LAME AND CRAPPY FREAK THAT HAS NOTHING BETTER TO DO! SO F*CK OFF!” the whole class stared at me, eyes bulging out, utterly bewildered from my used of vulgar language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked around, every pair of eyes were locked on me, the atmosphere was uneasy; whispers started breaking out and soon the class was like a buzz of bees. “ SOH SHI YUN! Go to the principal’s office NOW!” my history teacher commanded and I was forced to obey, how dumb of me to lose my temper like that. Only now do I regret my actions and actually thought back to it, what about a minute ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dragged my feet down the eerie hallway, reflecting back to my words and actions; mind in a complete daze. &lt;br /&gt;“Don’t worry, it will be alright.” A velvety voice rang in my ears as I felt its cool breath beating against my skin; I felt something cold glide across my shoulder and to my neck, then paused for a moment before the feeling passed. I was frozen in my position, hairs stiffened in place. I turned back to see who the hell it was, but there was nobody except the sight of an austered hallway. It was too real to be just hallucinations, the evil had won over the good, reality was the winner and I didn’t like it… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          *End of Pt 8*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-18277138561172763?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/18277138561172763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/part-8-of-my-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/18277138561172763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/18277138561172763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/part-8-of-my-story.html' title='Part 8 of my story'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-6180277514037854759</id><published>2009-04-18T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T05:52:48.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charaters</title><content type='html'>Hey ppl, these are the charaters taht will be in my vamp. story. It is not confirmed coz i might still think of somemore but i will update...maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,&lt;br /&gt;My family: Silvia(mom) Collin(father) Carol(grandma;one of the more important character)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aalvon J.'s family(my bf in story): Benjamin,Sophie; Alexander,Eliza; Emmerson,Susane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends and enemies: Tricia deppt(best friend), Eric, Judia(a secret hidden from me), Rason, Jamerson(enemy; a character like ryan chin. how sweet of me? it's like ryan chin in a way of how much i h8 him but not the character's characteristics or what happened to me and him, ok? dun get the wrong idea.. COZ I TOTALLY H8 HIM.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, BB.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-6180277514037854759?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/6180277514037854759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/charaters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/6180277514037854759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/6180277514037854759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/charaters.html' title='Charaters'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-4674917764634543748</id><published>2009-04-17T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T05:39:49.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Dylan said...</title><content type='html'>THIS IS NOT A STORY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Dylan said today 2 me was like kinda freaky, not the content but while he said the atmosphere, how i felt was freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was telling me about the universe and that 10% of it was stars and blah blah, 30% of it is dark matter which means smth u can't see but can feel, but the sppokiest one was the remaining 60% of the universe is made up of DARK ENERGY; dark energy is a force that pulls the universe apart, like split into two. its like every century, it will grow apart wider and wider, becoming, i think smth like two seperate worlds in the universe and not a whole but two different ones. like demi lovato's song: two worlds collide. There is more to it, he also said that every estimated 5.4 million years, 70% of the earth's or the whole universe's population will become EXSTINCT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, from my point of view when he told me this, was that one fine day human beings like us will die out from the face of the earth and never exist forever again...&lt;br /&gt;what i'm typing now will be like the unknown creatures in the future if there is a future to read it. Its like dinosaurs that existed few millions years ago but extinct, just lyk the theory dylan gave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he told me this, the class was strangely quiet or i just counldn't hear others as my total attention was at his words. It felt like i was on a movie, u noe those tat says thta tis character is destined to save teh world and she finds out about all these stuff which she must fight against, thereofre she feels scared, afraid and all sorts. that was how i felt, so there u go... weird...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-4674917764634543748?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/4674917764634543748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-dylan-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/4674917764634543748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/4674917764634543748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-dylan-said.html' title='What Dylan said...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-2081903836361810623</id><published>2009-04-17T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T05:21:22.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A boy/girl relationship story</title><content type='html'>This is a funny boy/girl relationship story, saw it on youtube...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, this boy-Simon was walking on the streets when he saw this beautiful girl and knew it was love at first sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...he went after her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey! Like your shoes!"he chirpped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Get away from me, you loser!" She shouted back at him rudely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then strutted off like a model in her Gucci handbag, Levi's jeans and a Prada top.&lt;br /&gt;Simon was persistent and continued chasing after her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did I mentioned that you looked very beautiful?"he continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ugh! What's your problem, dude? Just f*** off!"she demanded and stomped off angrily. (sry for being vulgar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He still was determined and tried all methods to please her until it finally worked after 30 tries. &lt;br /&gt;He walked towards her again and this time she flew into a rage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you keep on tracking me, i will call the police, u IDIOT!"she screamed at the top of her lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon thought for a while and said, "Hi! I'm rich!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes glimmered with joy for once, blinking her eyes continuously at his direction, trying to flirt. "Well since we're here already, wanna bring me out?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YES!"he shrieked with excitment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to eat steak for main course and sorbets for desert and...or maybe lobster, ooo and..." it continued all the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So the boy had finally get the girl just by saying, "Hi! I'm rich!"&lt;br /&gt;The truth reveaked. Lolx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-2081903836361810623?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/2081903836361810623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/boygirl-relationship-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/2081903836361810623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/2081903836361810623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/boygirl-relationship-story.html' title='A boy/girl relationship story'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-7216301410012007468</id><published>2009-04-10T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T01:52:16.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitches</title><content type='html'>This is a posts for all the bitches in this world: lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey bitches, don't feel bad when someone calls you that, they might be just joking or u seriously are a major BITCH! lol. But at least u can call urself beautiful from being referred to a bitch. most of u'll already noe this but others who don't, here's some new knowledge. A bitch is a female dog, a dog barks, barks are found on trees, a tree is part of nature and nature is BEAUTIFUL yet destructive. So bitches out there just remember that u r beautiful and have the power to destruct boys all around! Let's join forces and kill boyz!!! take each insult as a compliment and u will soon find that u r gorgeous. lolz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-7216301410012007468?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/7216301410012007468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/bitches.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/7216301410012007468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/7216301410012007468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/bitches.html' title='Bitches'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-6983489760101212000</id><published>2009-04-10T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T01:45:57.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Common' plz comment!</title><content type='html'>Guyz plz comment on my story and not just read liao ju go. It depresses me a little coz i need some frank comments or how would i know if my story sucks or not. Comment plz and write abt my story and i will write more life things or so. ok Bb. :D&lt;br /&gt;Cheers! Thankz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-6983489760101212000?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/6983489760101212000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/common-plz-comment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/6983489760101212000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/6983489760101212000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/common-plz-comment.html' title='Common&apos; plz comment!'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-7273747893403513528</id><published>2009-04-09T09:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T09:07:35.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pt 7</title><content type='html'>Yo guyz, this is Pt 7: (hope u enjoy the story and the songs) comment sia. Oh ya! i finally added archives, u cna read my previous posts liao. Thx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gasped for air as I slumped heavily into my bed once again; immediately switching off the television before throwing two pillows to my ears, blocking out all noises. The thing was, the noise was still there, I could hear it from word to word, and vivid images were flashing through my mind. Why couldn’t it stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ugh! What the hell is wrong with me?” I gritted my teeth as I tried falling asleep. I tossed and turn all around the bed, then fell flat on my face on the marble floor! It was a good thing tough; the pain became the center of my attention, ignoring others. Slowly, I drifted off to dreamland; or why don’t I put it as hell-land. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was as good as not sleeping since I hadn’t even got any rest. Nightmares were blooming from here and there like a sudden bomb attack. It was unexpected and unfamiliar but it still revolved around the goddess…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Get up, Shi Yun! You do remember today is a Thursday and there is something called…erm…SCHOOL?” my mother’s voice boomed from the kitchen, sounding impatient. I got up crankily and dressed into my old blue jeans, topped with a white velvet shirt, accessorized with a cross necklace. I dashed down to the kitchen to have a quick bite before leaving for that bloody school. “Love you!” I shouted to my mum as we exchanged a peck on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slammed the door behind me, when suddenly a cold, eerie gust of wind swept across my face and body; my hairs stiffened. I felt a pair of eyes staring at my back continuously, feeling self conscious; I darted out of my doorstep and ran towards my school like a maniac. My senses hadn’t changed a bit, but I dared not turn back. I had already too many freaky stuffs going through my mind, I don’t need another one to ruin my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached the school compound in no time at all, scurrying into the hallway where students hang before leaving for classes. Phew! I wasn’t late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where were YOU? Soh Shi Yun!” my best friend-Tricia Deppt shouted in my ear. This was bad; no one ever uses my full name unless I did something seriously wrong. Oh Gosh, what now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn’t wait for my reply and continued her babbling. “Rason just asked me out!” jumping up and down as if she just had a major sugar rush. I smiled encouragingly at her, still unable to suppress the feeling of being spied at. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knew me too well, from my lack of enthusiasm; it was easy for her to figure out that something was bugging me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So, spill it! What’s bothering you? I’m all ears, and you can trust your best friend to spread it!” she giggled. Thanks loads that made me feel much better than I already am. Ha-ha, not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was sly and cunning; sooner or later I would fall under her trick and tell her anyway. “Okay… so my friend said…s-she saw this erm…vampire” I paused momentarily while swallowing back my saliva, “ya…and I w-w-was afraid that she, erm, was speaking the truth. Er, ya.” Stammering tremendously as I tried to make up a lie which I failed to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ya, right. And I saw a leprechaun at the end of the rainbow, dancing around with a pot of gold in his hands.” She guffawed while I just stood there rethinking of her sentence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she is right and I am just being paranoid. But why do I still sense that someone was staring at me, the exact same feeling I had received that day in the forest…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-7273747893403513528?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/7273747893403513528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/pt-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/7273747893403513528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/7273747893403513528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/pt-7.html' title='Pt 7'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-9152808552786141670</id><published>2009-04-06T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T08:09:29.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm NOt copying Stefanie Meyer!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, some of u all say i'm copying Stefani! Becoz my first and second post lyk hers, but is NOT so!!! My storyline is: I'm a girl(Shi Yun) who was destined to be a vampire but not that ordinary as u think. I was born and destined to be the ruler of the vmapire world thought i'm a meek human. mY fate to be what i'm not glad to leads me to almost death and cause others' death... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met this guy and soon the story unfolds. there's a lot of confusion and every vampire in depending on u to rule over the kingdom and take over the human world too. Only thing is whether i should or not... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, this is my storyline/plot. What do u think? And like the pics, if not, i will change again :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-9152808552786141670?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/9152808552786141670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-not-copying-stefanie-meyer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/9152808552786141670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/9152808552786141670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-not-copying-stefanie-meyer.html' title='I&apos;m NOt copying Stefanie Meyer!!!'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-7271054587268884353</id><published>2009-04-04T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T08:53:25.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Other Pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SdeB3NyA85I/AAAAAAAAADY/tTM4HhT5-Hw/s1600-h/SDC10577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SdeB3NyA85I/AAAAAAAAADY/tTM4HhT5-Hw/s400/SDC10577.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320864270353757074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SdeB28GteFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/PlycWtQX4Os/s1600-h/SDC10609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SdeB28GteFI/AAAAAAAAADQ/PlycWtQX4Os/s400/SDC10609.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320864265608722514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SdeB27LovRI/AAAAAAAAADI/xZ0Cuwq9cPo/s1600-h/SDC10568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SdeB27LovRI/AAAAAAAAADI/xZ0Cuwq9cPo/s400/SDC10568.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320864265360948498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SdeB2sEtI5I/AAAAAAAAADA/TJMWsJvbpc4/s1600-h/DSC01110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SdeB2sEtI5I/AAAAAAAAADA/TJMWsJvbpc4/s400/DSC01110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320864261305344914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Other pictures of my party... &lt;br /&gt;~ Hope you will love it ~&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this is some pics. of my party and some of my pics. with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't i look nice? Haha! lolx. Just joking! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-7271054587268884353?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/7271054587268884353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/other-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/7271054587268884353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/7271054587268884353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/other-pictures.html' title='Other Pictures...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SdeB3NyA85I/AAAAAAAAADY/tTM4HhT5-Hw/s72-c/SDC10577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-6169911750307890713</id><published>2009-04-04T03:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T04:17:59.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My B'dae Party...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/Sdc_Y-jQVwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/VGlKdbBmwZ8/s1600-h/DSC01100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/Sdc_Y-jQVwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/VGlKdbBmwZ8/s400/DSC01100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320791183101810434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/Sdc_YsfzmkI/AAAAAAAAACw/QThmz6ErBgQ/s1600-h/DSC01092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/Sdc_YsfzmkI/AAAAAAAAACw/QThmz6ErBgQ/s400/DSC01092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320791178255505986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at these pictures! They are all my friends who went to Secret Recipe with me on my birthday. It was so damn fun, we ordered anything we like andevrything and chatt too. But the funniest part was when this guy... GUESS WHO?... &lt;br /&gt;                       *&lt;br /&gt;                       *&lt;br /&gt;                       *&lt;br /&gt;ZHI HWEE!!! Can you believe it? Then he was with his auntie (i think) and there were like 11 girls there with me. Then, we shouted to him "Hey, Zhi Hwee!" But he didn't reply, i think he was embarrassed. Imagine, 11 boys together in a restaurant. then ur mum/father/aunt or wadeva. I would have freaked out and begged my mum to bring me to another restaurant! But it was still soo funny. I love it! Hope u all guys who went there, Had have fun! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-6169911750307890713?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/6169911750307890713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-bdae-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/6169911750307890713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/6169911750307890713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-bdae-party.html' title='My B&apos;dae Party...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/Sdc_Y-jQVwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/VGlKdbBmwZ8/s72-c/DSC01100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-2046207581503979619</id><published>2009-04-01T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T06:44:48.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I h8 Ryan Chin!!!</title><content type='html'>I h8 Ryan Chin lyk the bloody, shitty hell! I hate him to the max, even Albet Einstein(is this how u spell it?) can't calculate the numbers. He is soooo wat, so Ummmm... Stupid, idiotic, Dumb! H8 him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offence SUPER intended.  I only in the same class with him in P4 and never ever again. Then, 'BAM!' we are moral enemies. is like we are born to be enemies and never can be friends, just enemies forever and ever until his last, dying breath. Mua Ha Ha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being lame. lol. But i seriously h8 him. Sry for other ppl who like him or wadeva.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-2046207581503979619?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/2046207581503979619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-h8-ryan-chin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/2046207581503979619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/2046207581503979619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-h8-ryan-chin.html' title='I h8 Ryan Chin!!!'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-379734352498668289</id><published>2009-03-31T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T00:33:59.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pt 6</title><content type='html'>Hey ya'll, this Pt6 of my story. Injust cut short my pt 5 and ta-da! Pt 6! cos pt 5 v.long, losing everyone's interest... pLs comment in my cbox! THX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gently pushed the door, hoping that there might be any chances they did not hear, giving me the opportunity to sneak off to my room. But again, Lady Luck was not shining on me, like when will it ever? The moment I stepped in, my parents’ attention immediately turned to mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What Happened?” screamed my worried-sick mother, her hands clamed into a clutch, probably praying for my soon and safe return. Her eyes were stained with tears, locking them on my bloody arm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;,    My thoughts were jumbled up like a jigsaw puzzle. Wondering whether I should say the ultimate truth or lie… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Erm… I tripped over a…a… rubbish bin, then…I…fell… on the floor in…the-the park” stammering on each word, struggling to find an appropriate explanation for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, they were not convinced at all. I couldn’t have expected much too; I had never been good at lying before, so how could I magically become a pro this instant? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father eyed me sternly, a serious expression masked on his face. He looked into my eyes, as if trying to read it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m really tired, I need to go to bed, don’t worry about me. I’m seriously fine!” I tried to sound convincingly enough, so my parents could get off my aching back. This was also the only choice I had or my lies would have been exposed due to the betrayal of my useless eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You sure you’re fine?” my mum shouted to me, this time I could see that she was even more concerned than before if that was even possible. On the other hand, my father was still looking at me, eyeing my every movement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ya, yas! I’m fine!” I replied half-heartedly, urgent to return to my room, clear some of my thoughts or should I say “troubles”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I dashed up the steps, slammed the crappy door behind me; leaving my parents stuck in the living room, all alone and worried. Without any hesitation, I pounced onto the soft, silky bed; leaned against a pillow while I on the television to distract me if only this documentary hadn’t caught my instant attention. My total focus was suddenly locked on the screen, paying more attention to it than anything else, though I did not quite understand how it could ever relate to me; yet I had understood every single word, as if I had been studying it for over a decade, became a profession at it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Mythology, especially on what I had never dreamed of existing; never thought that I would have even cared so much; the myth was about a…Vampire. A blood sucking leech, good for nothing creature that is only a pigment of our imagination. Though my mind said that they were unrealistic, but my heart felt they were truly real. The clips in that documentary had convinced part of me. But a memory that was flowing through my empty head when watching the documentary had left even a greater impact.&lt;br /&gt;The picture was none less than that goddess, no doubt it wasn’t him. I could remember his striking features at the back of my hand, hard to forget, hard to not crave, hard to not want to see him again…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously why do I want to see him again? Why did he coincidentally pop into my mind when I was watching that vampire documentary? Was there a relationship between them? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No way! No way! No way!” I muttered silently under my unsteady breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         *End of Pt 5*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-379734352498668289?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/379734352498668289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/pt-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/379734352498668289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/379734352498668289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/pt-6.html' title='Pt 6'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-5661249789017049020</id><published>2009-03-31T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T00:29:12.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry ya'll</title><content type='html'>Sorry for boring u out if i am. I'm sooo addicted to writing my story that i dun write abt my daily live anymore. If my story is really suckish or smth lyk that, pls do tell me, i will post less of it and more of other stuff. If u agree w/ wat i just said, comment that i should write more of daily thingy and less of the story thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, so i would noe. THX!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-5661249789017049020?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/5661249789017049020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorry-yall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5661249789017049020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5661249789017049020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorry-yall.html' title='Sorry ya&apos;ll'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-1152375815546957753</id><published>2009-03-27T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T00:31:39.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pt 5 of my story</title><content type='html'>Hi! This is Pt 5 of my story! Hope u enjoy it, plz comment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  It can’t be! I immediately stopped in my tracks, standing half frozen on the ground unable to think straight. “No. No way! How could it be?” I muttered disbelievingly under my breath, a mixed feeling of confusion and shock rushed through my veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   OMG! Did my previous night’s dream just come true? Reflecting back to the past, I recalled that I was in a forest, looking intensely at the beautiful boy’s eyes, exactly like what I had dreamt. The way he looked, where we were positioned and the background scene was all similar. This new knowledge had made my hair stand on ends; fear ran through my eyes, it was unusual! Have you ever had a dream that tells the future? Answer is NO, but for me it just happened… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Why couldn’t it be a dream that says I will win a lucky draw and the next day loads of cash will appear in my hands? But No, instead I was almost killed if he hadn’t saved me. Still there’s one MAJOR question bothering me: Am I jinxed…or was I just ‘unique’? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This question was like a torture chamber, clinging on my mind for the entire journey. Distracted by my new knowledge, other senses of mine blurred. Who said knowledge is good? It just makes the world unpleasant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day just got better and better. NOT. When ascending onto the bus; the moment I stepped in, all eyes were on me. The atmosphere was uncomfortable; whispers started from one to another, glancing back at me and my bloody bandage after every pause. Wasn’t it obvious the conversations were about me? I blushed for a brief second, and then paid the fares before dashing to the furthest seat at the extreme end of the bus, trying to avoid any eye contact from the commuters.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. The journey was long and awkward. The whispers of the commuters hadn’t died down, an irritation slowly rise in my head. Ugh! Hadn’t they seen a bloody bandage before? What the hell is wrong with their freakin’ minds!?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long disturbing hour, I had finally reached my crappy house. The thought of my parents made my legs wobbled as I walked limply towards my home. Feeling frighten at how they may react to these injuries. This definitely will be unpleasant, unnerving but what choice were there? Either run away from home or face that damn, horrid music…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-1152375815546957753?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/1152375815546957753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/pt-5-of-my-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/1152375815546957753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/1152375815546957753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/pt-5-of-my-story.html' title='Pt 5 of my story'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-5056891478545537116</id><published>2009-03-20T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T06:03:33.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Story pt 4</title><content type='html'>Ok. This is pt 4 of the story... (ppl hu haven't read pt 1,2 &amp; 3. It is below...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I was unconscious, I could still hear unfamiliar voices and feel the strangers’ breathing as it blew against my face, his breath was freezing cold; lacking of any warm at all. The mummers grew louder; I realize that the two strangers’ were both males, their voices were like the sounds of angels ringing softly in my ear. One of them was attending to my badly bruised skin while the other was doing something else. There were just “clicking” sounds and nothing else in the atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fidgeted a little as I tried opening my eyes to see who the two males were. A small part of me actually wished that one of them would be the teenager that I had seen earlier today, I wanted to see his face again but not sure why. It was like there had been a connection between him and I just when I looked into his eyes, my heart pounded vigorously in my chest as if it was going to jump out any time. Confused and dazed about what I had just hoped for… the sight of him again…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “We got to move fast now, she’s waking up!” a stern voice whispered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Ok, fine! But do u think she will be alright?” an angelic voice responded, the sound rang through my ears repeatedly like a tape recorder set on ‘replay’ mote. He sounded like he was worried for me! SHOCKING! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   “Ok. I’m done; now let’s go before she really wakes up. I know u won’t want to… but just do what I say!” demanded the other man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could he even know what he wanted to say? The male with that angelic voice hadn’t even answer. I immediately opened my eyes, grasping at the chance to see who the two were before making their exit. But I was too late; they had already disappeared to nowhere. I shrugged my shoulders in disappointment and felt a sign of despair spread over my mind. My emotions took a change for the worse, from sadness to anger. I thought to myself: I wasn’t like this at all; usually I was the one who rarely gets down and always remains cheerful. Now, just because of not being able to see the teenager who I DON’T even know, I’m turning into a sour puss, being all emo. Ugh! Who am I really, now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to slap myself on the face for no great reason; one of the symptoms of being emo. “Ouch!” I screamed when I lifted up my hand, soon realizing that it was bandaged up in a white bandage, stained with red, crimson blood. I turned to my side; there on the ground, beside me were some plasters and a long white bandage…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed the plasters, bandages and stuffed it into my pockets incase of any emergencies; gave out a loud grunt as I slowly stood up to my feet and made my way home. I walked limply, unable to move properly just yet; looking back, behind me once again. Wow. All of that had just happened in that fateful afternoon: My first attack from a bear and hopefully the last; the rescue from a handsome teenager who could be my prince charming any day and realize that some people do SUCK blood. I couldn’t help but cringed at the word “suck” it just totally freaks me out when I think back to those memories…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh! A realization popped into my still confused as well as stunned mind, it was a thought that haven’t occurred to me at all until my way back home. Oh My Gosh! It couldn’t be… could it…..? (4 ppl who think that I’m thinking of vamps. F.Y.I, it’s not)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-5056891478545537116?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/5056891478545537116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/story-pt-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5056891478545537116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5056891478545537116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/story-pt-4.html' title='Story pt 4'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-5329185620588993347</id><published>2009-03-20T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T01:09:19.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ims i just learnt...</title><content type='html'>Ok, yesterday i was watching wild child with some of my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt this im its called sula... GUESS WHAT IT MEANS?.....&lt;br /&gt;                      .&lt;br /&gt;                      .&lt;br /&gt;                      .&lt;br /&gt;OK it is: Sweaty Upper Lip Alert. lolx. funny rite? &lt;br /&gt;Its like this girl like this guy, and poppy( emma roberts)was like" Looks like we got a sula" haha. lolx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-5329185620588993347?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/5329185620588993347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/ims-i-just-learnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5329185620588993347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5329185620588993347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/ims-i-just-learnt.html' title='Ims i just learnt...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-2836095960566702496</id><published>2009-03-19T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T07:33:17.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ok...</title><content type='html'>weird much? where's my songs and blah blah... my posts? dunno all disappear leh. sian. must redo again. this i slike the second time i haf to redo this year, in this 3 plus short months! ugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-2836095960566702496?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/2836095960566702496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/2836095960566702496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/2836095960566702496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok.html' title='ok...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-8002863356884426561</id><published>2009-03-17T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:17:35.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 3 of my story</title><content type='html'>Ok ppl, this is pt 3 of my story: ( 4 ppl who haf not read pt 1 &amp; 2 yet it is below, ok?)Comment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I turned around to take a hasty look at where the bear might be, so I could roughly calculate the chances of me surviving this attack. Bad choice! Next, I was face to face to that humongous bear, it would take a miracle and a whole lot of luck for me to live through this! Which is exactly what I don’t have… luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The bear gripped my shirt tightly with its gigantic paws, lifting me off the ground as I tried struggling free, but to no avail. Within this process, his sharp paws scratched my skin; its claws went deep into my flesh, the pain was unbearable; I cried in agony as my blood swiftly flowed out of my flesh. The bear was not done with me just yet; he took another paw and aimed it at my face, planning for another hurtful scratch at me or trying to pull a whole chunk of flesh to fulfill the hunger in its flat belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I lay in his furry paws, waiting for death to come straight at me, it was hopeless! Luckily, my prediction was wrong; a male like figure had pranced on the bear. A moment later, I was released from the deadly clutches of the gruesome bear and fell onto the rough, dirty ground. I felt light-headed after the fall; I gained control of myself; for once, to look at that brave soul who had just saved me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The male was around my age but nothing like me at all, he was utterly pale, no sign of blood were sighted on his cheeks; he had a pair of dreamy eyes, the colour of butterscotch, though no fear ran through it. He had strength of a million soldiers, wrestling the oversized bear with no difficulty at all. I wasn’t finish yet, the part which I had loved to describe in every detail was his appearance; he had the most striking features. He looked like an angel sent from heaven to earth, he was too charming to be true, and even a million words couldn’t describe his appearance. Models all over the world will begged for his company, agencies would die for his contract to work with them, which was just how stunning he looked, just inhumanly! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   He finished the bear off in less than a minute; his method was both weird and freaky! He held the bear with one hand while the other was placed at its neck; his perfect head was blocking my view while I tried to figuring what he was doing to it. I squinted my eyes and focused my total attention at his actions; I knew exactly what he was doing and it was just abnormal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   He was SUCKING ITS BLOOD??!!!? What the freakin’ hell! I recovered from my shock just as he turned to look at me, I could sense that he was full of pain and urgency from the glow of his butterscotch eyes. We stared at one another intensely in silence, the awkward silence was creeping me out, I mustered up my courage and made the first speech. “Eh…eh thanks…who…ar…” Next think I knew, it was total darkness; my light-headedness had overcome me and now I lay motionless on the ground, not knowing if that handsome boy was still there or anything surrounding me… &lt;br /&gt;                                * BLANK *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-8002863356884426561?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/8002863356884426561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/part-3-of-my-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/8002863356884426561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/8002863356884426561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/part-3-of-my-story.html' title='Part 3 of my story'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-6229183087162345722</id><published>2009-03-17T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T06:51:01.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dun say i copy... though i did 4 a little</title><content type='html'>ppl, 4 pt 3, there will be some characters similiar to twilight, dun say i copy or wadeva, though i did a little... but i'm trying my best to make my stroy interesting while trying to refrain from copying. And it takes time and effort to think of a new idea, ok i did think already! yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-6229183087162345722?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/6229183087162345722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/dun-say-i-copy-though-i-did-4-little.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/6229183087162345722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/6229183087162345722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/dun-say-i-copy-though-i-did-4-little.html' title='Dun say i copy... though i did 4 a little'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-5287031367988806166</id><published>2009-03-15T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T03:37:15.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just feakin' comment</title><content type='html'>pls, ppl who come to my blog and saw my stroy, pls comment. &lt;br /&gt;Either compliment or criticize. i won't mind if u criticize, it means that there's a bad part or smth, then i will edit and gain knowledge, improve.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, pls comment, i wanna noe how i did. You no need to put ur real name if u dun wan, but wadeva, just comment! pls after reading my story!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-5287031367988806166?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/5287031367988806166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-feakin-comment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5287031367988806166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5287031367988806166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-feakin-comment.html' title='just feakin&apos; comment'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-1566065129489037733</id><published>2009-03-14T02:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:11:22.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second part of my stroy</title><content type='html'>This is second part of my story: (for ppl hu haven't read first pt, its below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn’t take long for my question to be answered. After a while, I was faced with a dull, lifeless forest. No ray of sunlight was detected; a sheet of darkness hovered through the skies. The trees there were as tall as sky scrapers, all seemed withered and completely drained out. Noises made by the animals were absent; instead an eerie noise flowed through my ears. The forest held an unwelcoming sight for any passer-bys. To me, it was like the Bermuda Triangle, one way in but no way out, you could predict death would be approaching just by its image; that was how frightening it looked…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body was overwhelmed with fear; I started trembling as a chill went up my spine. My palms began to sweat like a pig on a hot, summer’s day while a mix of emotions exploded in my head. I turned around to make my escape like any normal person would do, but my feet wouldn’t budge, not even an inch! Ugh! How useless and pathetic I felt for not able to control my whole body except my freakin’ thoughts! I didn’t bother to struggle any further, knowing that I would lose anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The few minutes that passed felt like hours, trailing alone in the glum forest felt like walking in a grave yard at midnight on Halloween’s day. While walking, I noticed each tree had two holes near the top of its trunk, it looked like eyes. The spooky eyes glared at me, looking at my every movement, making me feel utterly uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Was it just illusions? Probably, that was dumb of me to be scared stiff!” I chuckled to myself, but that was clearly the fakest laugh in the history of mankind. I tried distracting myself from what I kept feeling, by singing “he said she said” repeatedly but always ending up with the wrong tune. No matter how hard I tried, the sense of being followed and spied on kept getting stronger, there was definitely no way was it just illusions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the exact moment when I turned back to see whoever that creep was, a figure drifted pass me, followed by a gust of wind blowing in my direction. Then, a piece of note dropped in front of my eyes, I bent down cautiously and grabbed the note. The handwriting was neat and big, it wrote:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Get away from this place now, don’t look back or else!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was either threatening me or giving me a warning. I looked at the note that was tightly gripped in my hands, gasping in disbelief that anyone besides me was here! Since I hated being threatened or rudely spoke to, I disobeyed the person’s command and just stood in that position, acting as stubborn as a stinkin’ mule. When the note warned me not to look back, curiosity got the better of me and I turned around only to see a rare grizzly bear charging my way. I was fascinated by the animal’s appearance and thought that I was lucky to have seen a grizzly bear before my very eyes. How stupid can I get? If this won’t kill me, my stupidity sure will! I snapped out from my thoughts and gave out an ear piercing shriek as I ran at maximum speed, which is actually as slow as a disabled dog…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-1566065129489037733?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/1566065129489037733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/second-part-of-my-stroy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/1566065129489037733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/1566065129489037733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/second-part-of-my-stroy.html' title='Second part of my stroy'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-734322750196651026</id><published>2009-03-13T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:10:21.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My story (wad ya' think? pls comment)</title><content type='html'>This is part one of my story: ( comment ppl!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yawn!” I ruffled my messy hair as I rose up from my bed, my brunette curls falling down to my back. I looked left and right in my room, it had a pale pink and purple paint over the walls, it was untidy as usual, my clothes and assignments thrown all over the place. You could also see that it was as empty as an abandoned house, since I did not have much interest in any celebrities or whatsoever. Pretty strange for a teenager though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached out for the window, opening it, a light; gentle breeze blew through the window, rushing towards my face. I felt refreshed yet tired from last night’s sleep. I had dreamt of the weirdest thing last night, it had never appeared in my mind before except that one time. The background was a dark, gloomy forest which I normally dare not venture off alone, but I wasn’t by myself, I was with this stunning boy I had never met. We were gazing intensely into each other’s eyes, and then suddenly he disappeared into mid air. It felt so realistic, no doubt was it a dream until I woke up…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Does it mean anything?” I thought, but soon I had long forgotten about it and started my daily routine. I got dressed in a sleeveless, white, laced top with matching jeans and a pair of Nike sneakers and dashed down for breakfast. Once in the kitchen, I couldn’t see my father reading the morning paper, my mum making coffee or smell her pancakes. “That’s weird!” I exclaimed, and then I noticed a piece of note stuck onto the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;It was from mum, it wrote: "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Honey, your father and I have gone out for a while. We might be back in the evening. You are a big girl now, why don’t you go and buy yourself breakfast and lunch. I have left $35 on the dining table. Love you&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crushed the note up and threw it into the dustbin, grabbed the $35 on the dinning table and rushed out of my crappy house. I was about to head to McDonalds for a cheeseburger but something was pulling me elsewhere like a strong magnet, the force exerting on me was too powerful, I couldn’t disobey, my brain reacted in the same way despite of my silent disagreement. I had no idea where I was going, walking aimlessly in an unfamiliar street. Though I didn’t know where I was heading, my body and brain sure did, it was as if something had taken over me, leading me to somewhere but who knows where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body and legs had a mind of itself, knowing exactly which corner to turn, where to step, I had no control over them. I may sound stupid to many, but I was literally afraid of myself and sensed no good that was approaching in my near future. After struggling, I finally gave in to my legs as it carried me to that mystery destination that I was soon to find out but hopefully not…&lt;br /&gt;( comment ppl )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*End of Part 1*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-734322750196651026?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/734322750196651026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-story-wad-ya-think-pls-comment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/734322750196651026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/734322750196651026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-story-wad-ya-think-pls-comment.html' title='My story (wad ya&apos; think? pls comment)'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-7004578704257047478</id><published>2009-03-12T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T06:45:03.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Choon Yin, the GEP dude ( freaky much)</title><content type='html'>U noe today during P.E, ye kai say a bad word,: maybe lyk "boo" and Choon Yin was like chasing after him and then sat on him!!! Then the teacher pulled him away, bvut then he sat very close to him again. it was lyk fan Shuen was inbetween Choon Yin and Ye Kai, blocking Choon Yin from getting closer to him. But he was determined and chased after him again, though Choon Yin ran very slowly but he still caught Ye kai and GUESS wad? he sat on him AGAIN!!! Damn, Freakin' funny! all the girls were laughing lyk hell! and then l8r, when teacher(Mrs. Tan) saw it, she immediately went to stop tat is! But the Choon Yin shouted " It's his fault, he said a bad word!" that made my stomach hurt a lot, hilarious! haha:) And when he does mambo no. 5, the dance tat is. when he is doing the can-can, he lyks to kick the ppl beside him, and when he jumps left to right, he make big leaps and usually hurt someone. but it's really funny. F.Y.I, i'm not insulting him, sry if i did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-7004578704257047478?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/7004578704257047478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/choon-yin-gep-dude-freaky-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/7004578704257047478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/7004578704257047478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/choon-yin-gep-dude-freaky-much.html' title='Choon Yin, the GEP dude ( freaky much)'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-4384017420455815951</id><published>2009-03-12T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T06:03:13.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it might be sick sia...</title><content type='html'>u noe the vampire story that i wanna write and going to write, might have sick stuff. lyk stephenie meyer wad, describe how they kiss or wadeva. but i will try not to be that sick la. but no guarantees... hehe:)  try not to get too gross out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-4384017420455815951?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/4384017420455815951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-might-be-sick-sia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/4384017420455815951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/4384017420455815951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-might-be-sick-sia.html' title='it might be sick sia...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-1323844354265210811</id><published>2009-03-11T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T06:47:58.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm damn inspired by Stephenie Meyer!!! so, i'm gonna write a story revolving around vampires and when i finish, i'm gonna post it on this blog!!! plz comment on it too!&lt;br /&gt;It will be done in the march holidays... so check it out and comment plz&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! it will have have a few parts too, all the way to the end!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-1323844354265210811?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/1323844354265210811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/1323844354265210811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/1323844354265210811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/news.html' title='News!!!'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-8356630700558548666</id><published>2009-03-06T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:27:41.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything's back to normal now...</title><content type='html'>Now, everythings bak to normal...thx to mia, ShiQi and my cuz-Qi Xuan.&lt;br /&gt;They are all great and damn nice. lol. I edited alot of stuff now, what du ya'll think, lyk deja vu rite... exactly the same! U like the RoCkinG SoNgS or wad? if u haf any other suggestions, pls say. And come to my blog more often and comment yay! Promote it to everyone. I promise i will post more. yay! happy? hehe:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-8356630700558548666?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/8356630700558548666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/everythings-back-to-normal-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/8356630700558548666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/8356630700558548666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/everythings-back-to-normal-now.html' title='Everything&apos;s back to normal now...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-6423979663913515297</id><published>2009-03-06T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:19:02.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thx lor...</title><content type='html'>whoever u r, thx lor... but why do u even bother to hack my damn blog. huh?&lt;br /&gt;damn sicky? but can u plz tell me who u r? R u my enemy? Probably so...&lt;br /&gt;R u that DANG Ryan Chin? If u r, warning: Step back, I'm kanna puking now la!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-6423979663913515297?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/6423979663913515297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/thx-lor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/6423979663913515297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/6423979663913515297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/03/thx-lor.html' title='thx lor...'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711402931647365859.post-5704252236529469832</id><published>2009-02-28T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T23:02:41.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who hacked my account????</title><content type='html'>Sry ppl, if u came to my acc and mth was there... well someone hacked my account!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Whoever did that, CoMe own up now, u idiotic, pathetic, creature... SEN JING BING!!!&lt;br /&gt;If u r the same person who hacked my neopets acc and made me lose 10,000 plus np, hacked my hotmail acc and forced me to change my password 3 times and now hacking my blog are u mad, insane or just Disgusting. Are u my enemy? And also, are u following me or smth! Whoever u r, STOP IT!!! Now, i haf to redo everything&lt;br /&gt; again!!! 3-4 months of hardwork gone!!! Hate u like HELL!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711402931647365859-5704252236529469832?l=sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/feeds/5704252236529469832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/02/who-hacked-my-account.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5704252236529469832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711402931647365859/posts/default/5704252236529469832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sohshiyunroxs.blogspot.com/2009/02/who-hacked-my-account.html' title='Who hacked my account????'/><author><name>soh shi yun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17930753386989407153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5K158SLNSPY/SZ7l-hHH83I/AAAAAAAAACE/RYnrflTym-0/S220/96e197532217539a.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
