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Welcome to my blog. A Ouran High Host Club Fan... So... IT"S OURAN MADNESS! Haha. Have a good time anyway.

About Me

Name: ___
Nick: ___
Birthday: ___
Zodia?
Age?
Location: ____
Schools: ___

Currently hook on to Ouran High School Host Club!

Loves
Ouran High School Host Club!

Hates
Bugs

Enjoys:
Read manga of Ouran High School Host Club

Wishlist
Wish!!!


Fanlisting

If you have any, paste it here.


Listen!

Paste music codes if you want.



Long Long Ago...

  • August 2008
  • September 2008



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    Tag Board: Cbox


    Monday, September 1, 2008


    I'm writing for my precious posts.

    Woohooo~~~The cross-country run, dammit.
    (-_-)''' ..tasukete...

    Happy Teacher's Day to all the teachers who know they deserve it!!!
    (E.g. Auntie Mei, Madam Chua Gek Tiang)

    In case any of ya wants to know what the cross-country run is about, it's a some kind of physical torture which strains your muscles, tackles your sanity, causes dehydration and---
    Okay, okay... I'll not stretch the truth.
    Well, I'm not really sure what the point of this activity was though.
    We had to run (or walk) around the circumference of the entire canal starting from our school... and I was really appalled by the distance.
    It wasn't so bad to start with; I saw Nicholas in his PE attire again (YEAH!!! \(^0^)/) and saw him and Zhi Jie run and loads of other irrelevant stuff.
    I was running (strolling) with Ling Huey at a comfortable and leisurely pace, observing the (filthy) scenery and breathing (gagging) the (revolting) air.
    I was feeling mighty fine, and we could even chat.
    But after a while, the distance, dull scenery, toxic air, and mostly the lack of exercise, took its toll on me.
    I began to lag behind, becoming increasingly tired as the minutes ticked by.
    After a while, we had to go through this icky muddy terrain which made me slow down all the more.
    Ling Huey left me and went on her own...way ahead of me.
    It made me really sad to think that, no one would actually accompany me to the end of the journey because they don't have enough patience to endure my slowness.
    I wonder if there will be anyone in this world who is willing to stay and wait for me until the very end...
    Then again, I don't want to trouble that person.
    I don't wanna drag him/her behind just because of me...
    Oh well.

    Anyway, I was lacking air, my heart felt compressed and I felt rather light-headed.
    I begun to pray fervently to God to help me stay conscious as I made my way back to school.
    As I believed, He did.
    I mean, seriously. I don't want to be a bother to others if they have to lug my body all the way back to school (hahaha!!!).

    I made it, and I've never felt as close to fainting as I did then.
    The world was SPIIIINNNINNGG!!!!!!!!!!!
    The ground was shifting and there were some edges of black (maybe I imagined that) around my eyes, threatening to engulf me.

    And the thing is, I didn't have water to drink.

    I survived that as well and proceeded to the hall with anticipation to watch the Teacher's Day Celebration thingy.

    ...

    Boy was I disappointed.
    I mean, even Barney could do a better job...

    There was pretty not-very-good singing (not that I can sing, though) and dancing (that was much better) and some stupid awards for teachers who I really don't think deserve.
    Some did, but most didn't.

    Halfway throughout the celebration, some people started crushing newspapers and making balls to throw across the hall.
    It continued for so long...
    Ling Huey wasn't in a good mood (which obviously affected me).

    At the end, Mr Zainal (how to spell?) started yelling into the microphone and scolding the Sec 1s for blablablablablablabla...

    Man, I was ticked!
    Yeah...after which, Ling Huey lost her book which she (thankfully) managed to recover.

    I and Ling Huey proceeded into the Mac Lab where Mediabytes and ELDDS members were having some meeting.
    We were really freezing...
    ZJ went around to turn up the air-con and eventually wore his school uniform over the PE attire to keep himself warm.

    Aravin kept on rambling on to other, irrelevant things before, while, after getting to the point.
    We were supposed to do some horror flim and its really gonna be interesting (I hope...)

    After that, we had a lunch break.
    Ling Huey, ZJ and I went to the canteen to eat and he kept trying to snap photos of me eating when I ducked behind a China girl and he caught her.

    Sorry, China-girl-whom-I-don't-know-but-thought-you-looked-pretty-pissed!

    I realized I've begun to become really, and I mean, REALLY, whiny.
    When I think back, I feel this enormous urge to slap myself.
    Oh man...
    I'd better stop this whining habit.

    I dislike whiny people...

    Oh yeah, and before I end this post, Nicholas looked sad or troubled again.
    I get the feeling he wanted to tell me something...
    And sometimes when I look into his Mirrors to the Soul, they stare back so unwaveringly, I get a little unnerved.

    Cheer up!!!

    - Ouran High Host Club Moe Moe Diary ;

    <body> 桜 蘭 高 校 ホ ス ト 部

    http://arehanodra.deviantart.com
    Welcome To Music Room 3

    Welcome to my blog. A Ouran High Host Club Fan... So... IT"S OURAN MADNESS! Haha. Have a good time anyway.

    About Me

    Name: ___
    Nick: ___
    Birthday: ___
    Zodia?
    Age?
    Location: ____
    Schools: ___

    Currently hook on to Ouran High School Host Club!

    Loves
    Ouran High School Host Club!

    Hates
    Bugs

    Enjoys:
    Read manga of Ouran High School Host Club

    Wishlist
    Wish!!!


    Fanlisting

    If you have any, paste it here.


    Listen!

    Paste music codes if you want.



    Long Long Ago...

  • August 2008
  • September 2008



  • Tag Me!




    Links

    Friends
    Designer


    Credits

    Credits Designer: Designer Hosting of Image: Photobucket
    Hosting of Website: Blogger
    Picture from: Deviantart
    Tag Board: Cbox


    Monday, September 1, 2008


    I'm writing for my precious posts.

    Woohooo~~~The cross-country run, dammit.
    (-_-)''' ..tasukete...

    Happy Teacher's Day to all the teachers who know they deserve it!!!
    (E.g. Auntie Mei, Madam Chua Gek Tiang)

    In case any of ya wants to know what the cross-country run is about, it's a some kind of physical torture which strains your muscles, tackles your sanity, causes dehydration and---
    Okay, okay... I'll not stretch the truth.
    Well, I'm not really sure what the point of this activity was though.
    We had to run (or walk) around the circumference of the entire canal starting from our school... and I was really appalled by the distance.
    It wasn't so bad to start with; I saw Nicholas in his PE attire again (YEAH!!! \(^0^)/) and saw him and Zhi Jie run and loads of other irrelevant stuff.
    I was running (strolling) with Ling Huey at a comfortable and leisurely pace, observing the (filthy) scenery and breathing (gagging) the (revolting) air.
    I was feeling mighty fine, and we could even chat.
    But after a while, the distance, dull scenery, toxic air, and mostly the lack of exercise, took its toll on me.
    I began to lag behind, becoming increasingly tired as the minutes ticked by.
    After a while, we had to go through this icky muddy terrain which made me slow down all the more.
    Ling Huey left me and went on her own...way ahead of me.
    It made me really sad to think that, no one would actually accompany me to the end of the journey because they don't have enough patience to endure my slowness.
    I wonder if there will be anyone in this world who is willing to stay and wait for me until the very end...
    Then again, I don't want to trouble that person.
    I don't wanna drag him/her behind just because of me...
    Oh well.

    Anyway, I was lacking air, my heart felt compressed and I felt rather light-headed.
    I begun to pray fervently to God to help me stay conscious as I made my way back to school.
    As I believed, He did.
    I mean, seriously. I don't want to be a bother to others if they have to lug my body all the way back to school (hahaha!!!).

    I made it, and I've never felt as close to fainting as I did then.
    The world was SPIIIINNNINNGG!!!!!!!!!!!
    The ground was shifting and there were some edges of black (maybe I imagined that) around my eyes, threatening to engulf me.

    And the thing is, I didn't have water to drink.

    I survived that as well and proceeded to the hall with anticipation to watch the Teacher's Day Celebration thingy.

    ...

    Boy was I disappointed.
    I mean, even Barney could do a better job...

    There was pretty not-very-good singing (not that I can sing, though) and dancing (that was much better) and some stupid awards for teachers who I really don't think deserve.
    Some did, but most didn't.

    Halfway throughout the celebration, some people started crushing newspapers and making balls to throw across the hall.
    It continued for so long...
    Ling Huey wasn't in a good mood (which obviously affected me).

    At the end, Mr Zainal (how to spell?) started yelling into the microphone and scolding the Sec 1s for blablablablablablabla...

    Man, I was ticked!
    Yeah...after which, Ling Huey lost her book which she (thankfully) managed to recover.

    I and Ling Huey proceeded into the Mac Lab where Mediabytes and ELDDS members were having some meeting.
    We were really freezing...
    ZJ went around to turn up the air-con and eventually wore his school uniform over the PE attire to keep himself warm.

    Aravin kept on rambling on to other, irrelevant things before, while, after getting to the point.
    We were supposed to do some horror flim and its really gonna be interesting (I hope...)

    After that, we had a lunch break.
    Ling Huey, ZJ and I went to the canteen to eat and he kept trying to snap photos of me eating when I ducked behind a China girl and he caught her.

    Sorry, China-girl-whom-I-don't-know-but-thought-you-looked-pretty-pissed!

    I realized I've begun to become really, and I mean, REALLY, whiny.
    When I think back, I feel this enormous urge to slap myself.
    Oh man...
    I'd better stop this whining habit.

    I dislike whiny people...

    Oh yeah, and before I end this post, Nicholas looked sad or troubled again.
    I get the feeling he wanted to tell me something...
    And sometimes when I look into his Mirrors to the Soul, they stare back so unwaveringly, I get a little unnerved.

    Cheer up!!!

    - Ouran High Host Club Moe Moe Diary ;