<?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-7594316</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:26:21.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why? Life is but a distraction.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecalmzephyr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7594316/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecalmzephyr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Faltering-Wind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03175816036234326239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7594316.post-108950586846316918</id><published>2004-07-11T08:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T11:16:53.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misgivings</title><content type='html'>My first time using a blog, and already I'm screwing it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me again why I'm doing this, sitting here, typing out a load of bullshit? Well, I guess it's manily because I just need to satisfy my curiosity on having a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh. Maybe because I was down with a fever (and still am) that I can't do any more homework. Gah. MRP! My mentor is really going to kill me then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's only 8.15 a.m. in the morning, I can't really say anything, can I? Bleh. Maybe I SHOULD write out something about yesterday's events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great. Saturday, I woke up. Looked at the clock. Wow. 9 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;I'm late for NPCC.&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;*Rolls eyes* Whatever. So I end up staring into the computer screen and reading fanfics about Neon Genesis Evangelion, boosting my 'nerd' status to about, maybe, the highest level? If you think about it, reading fan-fictions that have the slightest amount of sanity in them and a good vocabulary generally helps you a lot in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To bad there aren't any fictions in Chinese. Or I'd just might end up reading them and HOPEFULLY improving my grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Not. Can't be bothered. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, you know the routine. Lunch. Blahblahblah. Went for tuition at 2.30.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;that's&lt;/strong&gt; when I felt &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; sick. Three Primary-school misfits yakking the hell out of each other aren't exactly satisfying OR helping my situation either! Damn them. Stupid, freaking juveniles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got home and slept. And dreamt about, um, Tokyo Underground and crap. How I longed for fan-fictions! I was trying my best to LIFT myself off the bed and RUn straight to the computer (as I did this morning) but was forcibly pushed back into bed by my parents. I'd probably never even make it to 2 meters away anyway... Haha. *Laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I woke up at four-hour intervals throughout to take pills. Gah. And my back hurts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'd be able to make it in school on Monday. I don't like adding a whole day's worth of work to my pile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. I'd give anything to miss that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden sunlight wafts in through the clear panels we call glass.&lt;br /&gt;Into my computer screen.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm also &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; high. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Sleepy as hell&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: iksi:d - Jounetsu (Passion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Zephyr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7594316-108950586846316918?l=thecalmzephyr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecalmzephyr.blogspot.com/feeds/108950586846316918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7594316&amp;postID=108950586846316918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7594316/posts/default/108950586846316918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7594316/posts/default/108950586846316918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecalmzephyr.blogspot.com/2004/07/misgivings.html' title='Misgivings'/><author><name>Faltering-Wind</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03175816036234326239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
