<?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-32569391</id><updated>2012-01-11T11:03:01.113+08:00</updated><category term='dreams'/><category term='quizzes'/><category term='digipen'/><category term='church'/><category term='talk'/><category term='sp4'/><category term='fangirl'/><category term='random'/><category term='adhd'/><category term='sp3'/><category term='games'/><category term='minor'/><category term='art'/><category term='nyp'/><category term='school'/><category term='timothy'/><category term='review'/><category term='lesson'/><category term='work'/><category term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Wild Imagination</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>115</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-7852739813844235598</id><published>2011-12-03T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T02:45:10.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk'/><title type='text'>So i/we learnt something about ourselves today. Night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="status"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F0.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="status"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening: &lt;/b&gt;Gym Class Heroes (ft. Adam Levine) - Stereo Hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Outaka Shinobu - Magi: Labyrinth of Magic&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A big step in self-discovery, yay.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When we are stressed, we start to &lt;em&gt;combine&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And i am freaking out here. I am suddenly a person i am not. &lt;em&gt;I am suddenly in this body. Feeling this flesh. &lt;/em&gt;I/we am feeling pains and emptyness i am not used to feeling.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Shit shit shit stop combining. I like you, i like us sharing a body, but i don’t want to be you. &lt;em&gt;I don’t want to keep hurting you. Fuck, i am sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Calm the fuck down. Calm down. Go back, do the game homework. &lt;/em&gt;Oh look, my friend’s online, &lt;em&gt;talk to him. &lt;/em&gt;No don’t.&lt;em&gt; I’m scared here. For you/&lt;/em&gt;us.&lt;em&gt; It won’t help, would it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh hey! Cool. We’re back. &lt;em&gt;To being separate souls. Ahahahaha. That was stupid. &lt;/em&gt;Yea it’s dumb. We need to stop being stressed. &lt;em&gt;This needs to stop happening. &lt;/em&gt;We’re okay after typing it out!&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Omigod, now i sound like i’m desperate for someone to hear me. Acknowledge me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Aren’t you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-7852739813844235598?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7852739813844235598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=7852739813844235598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/7852739813844235598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/7852739813844235598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2011/12/so-iwe-learnt-something-about-ourselves.html' title='So i/we learnt something about ourselves today. Night.'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-372993512176491146</id><published>2011-10-01T00:32:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T13:23:41.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adhd'/><title type='text'>the hell is with this body man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="status"&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F7.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="status"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; AKINO - Sousei no Aquarion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mspaintadventures.com/?s=6" target="_blank"&gt;Homestuck&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;ADHD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(Mild) Atypical Autism&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asthma&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eczema&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nasal Sinus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anemia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Seafood allergy&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dust allergy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Smoke allergy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hyperosmia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lactose Intolerence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Gender Identity Disorder&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Personality Fragmentation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Low Blood Pressure&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gastric Reflux&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this entire array of statuses and debuffs, it is not even funny anymore. FML...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-372993512176491146?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/372993512176491146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=372993512176491146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/372993512176491146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/372993512176491146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2011/10/hell-is-with-this-body-man.html' title='the hell is with this body man'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-7205234837914789153</id><published>2011-08-31T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T21:47:40.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk'/><title type='text'>I(We) make awesome character references</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F1.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Maroon 5 - Moves like Jagger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Wakaki Tamiki - The World God Only Knows Chapter 155&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with my counselors today. According to them, some time in my childhood, something traumatic (?) took place which caused my soul to be fragmented, creating a split personality, making it such that we are two souls inhibiting this one body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sound pretty awesome, I think. If we were in a/an manga/anime, we would join the ranks of Wanijima Akito/Agito, Allelujah/Hallelujah Haptism and Ryougi Shiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since this is real-life, what we have to do is to have me take back the fragment of my soul and become one again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean? Awesome character reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(On a side note, neither of us are very willing to become together. We like our coexistence very much. I mean, hey, we’ve been living like this for more than a decade! How to combine? We can’t imagine that. Not at all.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-7205234837914789153?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7205234837914789153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=7205234837914789153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/7205234837914789153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/7205234837914789153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2011/08/iwe-make-awesome-character-references.html' title='I(We) make awesome character references'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-7150501738176967729</id><published>2011-08-03T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T02:59:56.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digipen'/><title type='text'>it is amusing to draw emotes for an emotionless man</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F11.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Jars of Clay - Flood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Quote:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Sometimes, trying your best is still not good enough.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of trolling: IT'S A PIXIV YAOI MEME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/9eb3b8db.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/9eb3b8db.jpg" width="325" height="322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... feels like I'm reverse-engineering "spot-the-difference".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I can't draw "uke" properly either. I get hand cramps there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-7150501738176967729?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7150501738176967729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=7150501738176967729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/7150501738176967729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/7150501738176967729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2011/08/it-is-amusing-to-draw-emotes-for.html' title='it is amusing to draw emotes for an emotionless man'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-6676543678175850729</id><published>2011-07-25T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T21:48:47.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>it ish sho sparkly.</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F2.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Kutless - What Faith Can Do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Eoin Colfer - The Legend of Spud Murphy&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old old artwork from like last semester. They were forgotten until recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/standee-mirto.jpg" height="border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/standee-mh.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Y U NO LIEK ME, Photobucket? Cannot upload, then cannot resize, then cannot rename. Make me do everything in such a roundabout manner. D=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-6676543678175850729?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6676543678175850729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=6676543678175850729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6676543678175850729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6676543678175850729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-ish-sho-sparkly.html' title='it ish sho sparkly.'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-1714307826102236989</id><published>2011-05-29T00:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T00:41:28.792+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Why say grace when you can sing grace?</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F11.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Komine Lisa - unity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Playing:&lt;/b&gt; Angry Birds Chrome&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Thank you for the world so sweet, oh-hum&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the food we eat, yum-yum&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the birds that sing-a-ling-a-ling&lt;br /&gt;Thank you god for everything. Amen.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-1714307826102236989?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1714307826102236989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=1714307826102236989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1714307826102236989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1714307826102236989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2011/05/why-say-grace-when-you-can-sing-grace.html' title='Why say grace when you can sing grace?'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-3779981703399631521</id><published>2011-05-08T23:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T23:51:34.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>twitter!</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F2.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" / &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; (TWEWY OST) Leah - Calling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; The Sunday Times election reports&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Playing:&lt;/b&gt; The World Ends With You&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was following election news updates, so I created a twitter account. Then I got bored, so I drew a background for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/martianunicorn" target="_blank"&gt;http://twitter.com/martianunicorn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoning on an oekaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/forum/9ea73f6a.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/forum/6541f937.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, drawing brainlessly is rather fun. I'll miss that when school starts again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-3779981703399631521?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3779981703399631521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=3779981703399631521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/3779981703399631521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/3779981703399631521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2011/05/twitter.html' title='twitter!'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-9150052182975342032</id><published>2011-04-21T10:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T23:37:10.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digipen'/><title type='text'>drawing in dim light</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F0.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Usher ft. Pitbull - DJ Got Us Fallin' In Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;strike&gt;a spinning faggot&lt;/strike&gt; Turntable of my incomplete model&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only does it kill your eyeballs, it is also seriously hard. Perspective errors, anatomical errors, off-model, amongst many others, all the time. Can't be helped, I cannot avoid time-consuming critique session held in a dark classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/b2813e73.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/b2813e73.jpg" border="0" width="250" height="354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired by Granado Espada and Sound Horizon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/675f2c14.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/675f2c14.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ball-point pen is really made of win. Even though I made so many mistakes which cannot be erased, looking at a complete sketch salvaged out of a nest of mistakes is calming to nerves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-9150052182975342032?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/9150052182975342032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=9150052182975342032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/9150052182975342032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/9150052182975342032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2011/04/drawing-in-dim-light.html' title='drawing in dim light'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-6867872156334459721</id><published>2011-03-24T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T00:42:34.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>i am pissed off with so many things now...</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F5.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt;(werk) Battle Moon Wars - Strain string&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; NisiOisiN and Akatsuki Akira - Medaka Box Chapter 90&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... so here, a dump that looks like a dump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/e92a9ace.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/e92a9ace.jpg" border="0" width="360" height="540"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because &lt;a href="http://www.natsunokoi.com/forums/viewforum.php?f=13" target="_blank"&gt;Lamentable Nights&lt;/a&gt; is the only thing I am not pissed off with at the moment. It's my anti-rage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-6867872156334459721?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6867872156334459721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=6867872156334459721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6867872156334459721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6867872156334459721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-am-pissed-off-with-so-many-things-now.html' title='i am pissed off with so many things now...'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-1732635471037456461</id><published>2011-03-02T19:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T20:05:59.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>do the dansen~!!</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F2.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; (werk) Battle Moon Wars - The Sword of Promised Victory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Shinohara Kenta - Sket Dance Chapter 133&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://megaswf.com/serve/1030977" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Avatars/f44db5f1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most diabetically annoying things I have ever done. CLICK FOR THE SWF!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to, uh, learn to hate flash less. So I did fanart. Hur hur. It worked, sorta. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Now get back to work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-1732635471037456461?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1732635471037456461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=1732635471037456461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1732635471037456461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1732635471037456461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2011/03/do-dansen.html' title='do the dansen~!!'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-5338553253646342552</id><published>2011-02-23T03:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T03:16:05.033+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digipen'/><title type='text'>i need something to cheer me up</title><content type='html'>I thought: we haven't scanned this, have we? But I was lazy to scan it, so we used the handphone camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img694.imageshack.us/img694/9020/dsc00086vf.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img694.imageshack.us/img694/9020/dsc00086vf.jpg" width="300" height="400" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hate Flash. Even more so than Max. That takes a lot. Or maybe, I just don't like our lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TT ^ TT  I miss you, Illustrator. You too, Toon Boom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-5338553253646342552?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5338553253646342552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=5338553253646342552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5338553253646342552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5338553253646342552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-need-something-to-cheer-me-up.html' title='i need something to cheer me up'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-5099267716719529015</id><published>2011-01-22T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T01:35:28.517+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Unlimited Incantation</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F8.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Nishiura Tomohito - Cold Open ~Professor Layton's Theme~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Ookubo Astsuhi - Soul Eater Not! Chapter 1&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I feel inspired to create my own UBW incantation. And here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the ink of my pen&lt;br /&gt;Characters are my body and story is my blood&lt;br /&gt;I have created over a thousand images&lt;br /&gt;Impervious to doubt, powered by imagination&lt;br /&gt;Having withstood reality to create many worlds&lt;br /&gt;Yet, these dreams will never coalesce&lt;br /&gt;This is my life, unlimited art works&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, I am a fan of Type-Moon.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-5099267716719529015?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5099267716719529015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=5099267716719529015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5099267716719529015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5099267716719529015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2011/01/unlimited-incantation.html' title='Unlimited Incantation'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-5606432831200006799</id><published>2011-01-11T20:46:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T21:52:33.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>assortment of (fan)arts [Fall 2010 Semester]</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F0.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Far East Movement ft. Ryan Tedder - Rocketeer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; The World God Only Knows - Chapter 127&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Saru gets stuck in a drawing-block, especially after too much storyboarding and environment painting, she draws random charas/fanarts. Because they're relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img406.imageshack.us/img406/8395/linkshipping.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img406.imageshack.us/img406/8395/linkshipping.jpg" width="318" height="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img232.imageshack.us/img232/1841/shchelkunchik.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img232.imageshack.us/img232/1841/shchelkunchik.jpg" width="230" height="395" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drawn some time ago, but scanned last semester.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://img834.imageshack.us/img834/9739/caine.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img834.imageshack.us/img834/9739/caine.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img211.imageshack.us/img211/7189/rumtakeya.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img211.imageshack.us/img211/7189/rumtakeya.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://img801.imageshack.us/img801/6192/onyxkingsketch.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img801.imageshack.us/img801/6192/onyxkingsketch.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And back to Fall 2010 stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img375.imageshack.us/img375/9707/shaine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img52.imageshack.us/img52/1272/viridiant.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img52.imageshack.us/img52/1272/viridiant.jpg" width="440" height="379" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img829.imageshack.us/img829/4444/nbel.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img829.imageshack.us/img829/4444/nbel.jpg" width="375" height="450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-5606432831200006799?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5606432831200006799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=5606432831200006799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5606432831200006799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5606432831200006799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2011/01/assortment-of-fanarts-fall-2010.html' title='assortment of (fan)arts [Fall 2010 Semester]'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-4363238819410973603</id><published>2010-11-30T13:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T13:44:36.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>it is one of those days</title><content type='html'>where you feel the impulse to open up your skull and grab your brains out to throw them hard against the wall. Like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Max. I f*cking hate Max.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-4363238819410973603?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4363238819410973603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=4363238819410973603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/4363238819410973603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/4363238819410973603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/11/it-is-one-of-those-days.html' title='it is one of those days'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-5502924156356951974</id><published>2010-11-22T16:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T16:49:28.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>What this game really needs, is a PAUSE button.</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F0.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; YUI - again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Darren Shan manga - Volume 07&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That. So that there will be fewer players who feel like rage-quitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The GM who plans events for my PC really has a really bad sense of humour. Or overestimates my capability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my final weeks of semester quest? He throws in a funeral event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My maternal grandfather passed away suddenly, on Sunday morning, in the toilet. Of all of my parents and grandparents, he is the one whose personality mine is most similar too. Mum and I guess he had ADHD as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentatively, cremation on Thursday. We don't know yet because the body is still undergoing an autopsy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-5502924156356951974?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5502924156356951974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=5502924156356951974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5502924156356951974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5502924156356951974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-this-game-really-needs-is-pause.html' title='What this game really needs, is a PAUSE button.'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-5541887049730716313</id><published>2010-11-15T18:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T18:42:42.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>myhandsohcrapcrappcraappp</title><content type='html'>I want to say help me. but i don't know to who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands are weak. especially when i carry or pick up something. My palms are sweating. what should i do? it is not just my right hand: if it was it would be from modeling in maya the whole weekend. my left hand too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i do? the rest of my body feels fine. it is just my arms. i am not sick... i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as one can tell, even typing is hard. i feel so bad, i did not go to school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h e l p . . . ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am scared&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-5541887049730716313?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5541887049730716313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=5541887049730716313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5541887049730716313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5541887049730716313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/11/myhandsohcrapcrappcraappp.html' title='myhandsohcrapcrappcraappp'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-866024834763609843</id><published>2010-11-08T14:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T16:09:10.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>a guy i haven't met is making me haemorrhage through my nose</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F8.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Gakupo - Joker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/N" target="_blank"&gt;http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/N&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, he is not a Real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is N from the new Pokemon game Black/White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://img163.imageshack.us/img163/9595/128201533877.jpg' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://booru.151chan.org/post/list/N/2" target="_blank"&gt;http://booru.151chan.org/post/list/N/2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, just look at him. *nosebleeds*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-866024834763609843?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/866024834763609843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=866024834763609843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/866024834763609843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/866024834763609843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/11/guy-i-dont-know-is-making-me.html' title='a guy i haven&apos;t met is making me haemorrhage through my nose'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-6629297154441125181</id><published>2010-11-01T22:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T22:42:55.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digipen'/><title type='text'>boy model in a gay walk pose</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F8.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Meiko &amp; Kaito - The Pair Tree Witherer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Fairy Tail Chapter 207-209&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' title='yfrog.com - Image And Video Hosting' href='http://yfrog.com/76foryiningj'&gt;&lt;img src='http://a.yfrog.com/img258/6960/foryining.jpg' border="0" height="360" width="240"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate: &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;CAT Rig&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3DS Max&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Digipen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-6629297154441125181?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6629297154441125181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=6629297154441125181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6629297154441125181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6629297154441125181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/11/boy-model-in-gay-walk-pose.html' title='boy model in a gay walk pose'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-8091508190906925388</id><published>2010-10-08T19:41:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T15:08:16.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adhd'/><title type='text'>Nice, the ADHD kicked in.</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F0.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Kagamine Len - SPICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Quote:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;We die every time we hand in our assignments, and resurrect with 1HP directly after that. We recover half of our MaxHP with sleep. Cycle repeats, except recovery is up to a quarter. And then an eighth. And then sixteenth. Until the end of the semester.&lt;/i&gt; - Joelynn&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure why. This semester, my ADHD seems to be in full blast. And Joelynn has been taking fish oils &lt;strike&gt;regularly&lt;/strike&gt; most of the time too. Joelynn does not comprehend. &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;She leaves my thumbdrive at home.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She also leaves my handphone at home.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She misplace assignments in his (now very neat) room. How does that happen?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;As a result, she leaves some of them out when he scan them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She cannot remember faces.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She gets distracted within a third of the time he used to be.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Though she read less manga, more dreams are seen and more events take place in his worlds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She cannot remember deadlines for crap.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She cannot remember the exact specs of what is required.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She forgets if he has eaten something she put in the fridge or not.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She forgets to leave for school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While all that does not affect me that badly (as a person), it will leave it's mark on my grades. One particular marine seal is particularly anal about punctuality and is warning me against failing. And that also causes me to mouth "fuck" to myself regularly. Siiigghh, Joelynn picked up another new bad habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I could get some proper drugs for ADHD. Fish oil is fine and all, but sometimes desperate times may require desperate measures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-8091508190906925388?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8091508190906925388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=8091508190906925388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8091508190906925388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8091508190906925388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/10/nice-adhd-kicked-in.html' title='Nice, the ADHD kicked in.'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-1713285408973453070</id><published>2010-09-24T14:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T21:39:34.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>roleplay character portraits</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F2.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Sound Horizon - Utsuku shiki Mono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.natsunokoi.com/forums/viewtopic.php?f=10&amp;t=36" target="_blank"&gt;Lamentable Nights: The RP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We restarted our RP at the NNK forums!! We're going reeeaally slow this round, making stuff clean and easy to follow. We have a user friendly &lt;a href="http://lamentablenights.wikia.com/wiki/Lamentable_Nights_Wiki" target="_blank"&gt;wikia&lt;/a&gt; too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be funny this time, so I rendered these with Alias Sketchbook. (Yes, it is Alias, screw Autodesk.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/dysterra/images/8/83/Chen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varian Durer, my second PC, also a hidden character of sorts that will probably not show up at all, given the speed we are going at. (He also has a sister called Constance and a brother called Equates. Hail Mathematics!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/dysterra/images/1/1c/Alexis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main PC. She's pretty much the same as in the previous failed RP. She's also an expy of an old character, Alex. So cute. =3 *sparkles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-1713285408973453070?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1713285408973453070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=1713285408973453070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1713285408973453070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1713285408973453070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/09/roleplay-character-portraits.html' title='roleplay character portraits'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-7083386762139120269</id><published>2010-07-22T01:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T03:05:31.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>i can't give a name to my emotion now</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F0.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Detroit Metal City - Mesu Buta Koukyoukyoku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Birdy the Mighty DECODE 02 - Episode 12&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, how to express myself. Much less expressing myself with drawings. I don't draw to express myself, I draw what I see in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://img94.imageshack.us/img94/5608/asaover.jpg' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I tried to &lt;i&gt;express&lt;/i&gt; myself? We get this bad perspective thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-7083386762139120269?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7083386762139120269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=7083386762139120269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/7083386762139120269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/7083386762139120269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-cant-give-name-to-my-emotion-now.html' title='i can&apos;t give a name to my emotion now'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-8139362885834433346</id><published>2010-07-21T04:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T05:51:53.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'>10 favourite couples</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F19.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Yakushimaru Etsuko - Jesus to Venus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Nurarihyon no Mago - Episode 2&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I am me who doesn't believe in romantic love, there are still couples I like rather much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. &lt;u&gt;Igarashi Ganta / Shiro&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Deadman Wonderland)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childhood friends who play together, despite the fact that one of them is a monster. Yea, I have no childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. &lt;u&gt;Sima Yi / Shan Wuling&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Ravages of Time)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being together so they can make us of each other and scheme together? I approve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. &lt;u&gt;Nougami Neuro / Katsuragi Yako&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Majin Tantei Nougami Neuro)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sadistic demon who drags around a human girl to feed on the mysteries of other humans? I also approve. Well, there's also the fact that both have learnt from and taught each other many things about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. &lt;u&gt;Guts / Casca&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Berserk)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guts may have struggled with it at first, but still tries to look after his wife, who is at the moment, mentally disabled. It is difficult, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. &lt;u&gt;Ushiromiya Battler / Beatrice&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Umineko no Naku Koro ni)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They spent several years in a room debating. The proposition (an immortal witch) trolls humans about to prove that there are witches and magic, and the opposition (a human with a magic resistance of 9000+) vehemently refutes the existence of the supernatural. It is funny yet badass. And they got married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. &lt;u&gt;Hanabishi Rekka / Satoshita Yanagi&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Flame of Recca)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was something that started off as fanboyism of a ninja and his princess. Sweet in a simple straightforward way. And well, it was one of my first mangas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. &lt;u&gt;Kamina / Yoko&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Kamina is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. &lt;u&gt;Ichinomiya Kou (Recruit) / Nino&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Arakawa Under the Bridge)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nino saves Kou in more than one ways, giving him a reason to do and receive acts of kindness without expecting a reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. &lt;u&gt;Amamiya Yuuhi / Asahina Samidare&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lucifer and Biscuit Hammer)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sami loves the world enough to want to destroy it, Yuu supports her because he hates the world and wants to destroy it. Lovely screwed-up-ness. Though Yuu starts to change through the series and stops Sami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. &lt;u&gt;Pip Bernadotte / Seras Victoria&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hellsing)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only blood Seras ever drinks, is Pip's. ~__~ Those two are just really cute. Bwaaah---&lt;/blockquote&gt;End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-8139362885834433346?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8139362885834433346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=8139362885834433346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8139362885834433346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8139362885834433346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/07/10-favourite-couples.html' title='10 favourite couples'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-4699842537379459286</id><published>2010-07-18T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T00:34:11.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adhd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk'/><title type='text'>What is wrong with daydreams?</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F0.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Suneohair - Sakasama Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Birdy the Mighty Decode - The Cipher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Nononono - Chapter 60&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already understand, that fantasy and make-believe is a form of escapism from real life. But why is it wrong? Perhaps I should take it up to 11 and become a resident of Arakawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone daydreams too, just each differing in their levels and type of imagination. Besides, if people like us don't daydream,&lt;br /&gt;Who will write stories?&lt;br /&gt;Who will draw illustrations?&lt;br /&gt;Who will author manga?&lt;br /&gt;Who will design characters?&lt;br /&gt;Who will plan storyboards?&lt;br /&gt;Who will shoot movies?&lt;br /&gt;Who will animate films?&lt;br /&gt;Who will make games?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a parent, I feel sad that my children/creation's existence is being so definitively rejected. I am more God-like then I know, sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-4699842537379459286?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4699842537379459286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=4699842537379459286&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/4699842537379459286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/4699842537379459286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-is-wrong-with-daydreams.html' title='What is wrong with daydreams?'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-8978337685489646692</id><published>2010-06-23T01:19:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T01:33:36.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>I am on a spree!</title><content type='html'>I took the so-called free time I have now to go crazy on the mangas and some animes. Even though I am plagued by other works and commissions yea. Such an irresponsible person I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lucifer and Biscuit Hammer&lt;/b&gt; - manga&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This series is ending~!! Chapter 62! Bwaaah, I am envious of you, Yuu-kun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Durarara!&lt;/b&gt; - anime&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike Biscuit Hammer, I don't understand why this series is not popular. The author is a really wonderful storyteller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deadman Wonderland&lt;/b&gt; - manga&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiro and Ganta combined attack. Now, how awesome is that? I feel sad for Madoka still. I hope there is some way that Shiro could save him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Durarara!&lt;/b&gt; - anime&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes yes story climax! I hope Trollzaya gets owned, though the chances of that happening is low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shiki&lt;/b&gt; - manga&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUJIRYU * _ * Style too awesome. Plot seems normal enough, but somehow, I am drawn in. Natsuno did something unexpected... And... should I be cheering or booing the HoYay between him and Touru?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;House of Five Leaves&lt;/b&gt; - anime&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, I like such a plain and serious anime. The style is just creepy cool. Masa's adorable too, but I think I'm watching it more out of respect for Samurai Champloo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Arakawa Under the Bridge&lt;/b&gt; - manga/anime&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a whimsical and out of this world manga/anime. SISTER~!! Probably, the first time I've ever adore a cross-dressing man. He is just too cute. "Who names a girl after a helicopter?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hellsing&lt;/b&gt; - manga / &lt;b&gt;Hellsing Ultimate&lt;/b&gt; - anime&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rarely squeal over a girl, but every time Seras appears, I find myself doing so. She's bloody cute, and it's nothing to do with her rack. *fanboys* Of course, Pip is incredibly sexy as well, but since he is now a part of her, it's safe to say that I really like Seras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;The World God Only Knows&lt;/b&gt; - manga&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this, has to be my favourite harem manga. Keima is very charming, to me. For his deference to his virtual word and complete disregard for real life. This, is a man after my own heart. ~__~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Soul Eater&lt;/b&gt; - manga&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why. Soul and Maka vs. Giriko? Black☆Star vs. Kid?&lt;br /&gt;And I miss Chrona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;(There are, of course, many other mangas I am reading, but these are those I am especially looking forward to/just finished, in particular.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-8978337685489646692?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8978337685489646692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=8978337685489646692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8978337685489646692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8978337685489646692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-on-spree.html' title='I am on a spree!'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-7660790009630650856</id><published>2010-06-20T19:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T19:48:27.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>The ⑨ bucket list</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F11.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Kagamine Rin And Len - Road Roller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://light-pulse.blogspot.com/2009/11/april-this-year.html" target="_blank"&gt;Walter's post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Quote:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Many who plan to seek God at the eleventh hour die at ten-thirty.&lt;/i&gt; - Christian Proverb&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like doing this. They things that are little and insignificant, and even rather random, but I still want to try doing them anyway. Pointless, but if it isn't, it won't be called the Cirno list won't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be done. &lt;u&gt;In progress.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;s&gt;Done.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Sleep for 24 hours&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Climb a tree&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Own a DSLR&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Talk with autistic people&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sing a song and post on YouTube&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make a short animation and post on YouTube&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Be a celebrity on the internet&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Compose a song&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lead worship in a meeting bigger than a cell&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Play all (main) Touhou games&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Play at least 50% of Sonic games&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meet an online friend from another country&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;u&gt;Teach a drawing class to children&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Release a short manga one-shot on my Chinese birthday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;See the sunset at Changi Beach&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;See the sunrise at Changi Beach&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Stay in a hospital for a week&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Wear an eyepatch out&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Get a scar on my face&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rub my art in the face of my Primary school teachers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will add more stuff when I feel like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-7660790009630650856?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7660790009630650856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=7660790009630650856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/7660790009630650856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/7660790009630650856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/11/bucket-list.html' title='The ⑨ bucket list'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-7515995872201886320</id><published>2010-06-16T21:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T19:11:50.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk'/><title type='text'>Somehow I was proposed to...</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F0.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; The World God Only Knows - Chapter 102&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Quote:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Can you don't go home?&lt;/i&gt; — A kid at the SCC&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... by a seven-year-old boy. It went like this: &lt;blockquote&gt;Boy: Teacher, are you married?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (chuckling) Ah... No, not yet.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: He want to marry you.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ehh?! Ummm... (turns to boy) You want to marry me?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: (looks away silently)&lt;/blockquote&gt; ~___~ And, thus, I have collected another manga-panel-like situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was convinced, for the first time, that things that happen in a shoujo manga can happen in real life. Boy is born with a weak body. He cannot overexert himself: walking too long, running too fast, laughing too loud, getting too exited, any of those or more could get him sent to hospital. His uncle has to carry to him school, because he is too weak to cover the distance from his home with his own two feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has no mother. Why? I don't know. But I know that for this reason, he is easily attached to any woman who seems nice enough. He would hug her and hold her. (That's why the teachers tell his father to clip his nails lest he will scratch them unknowingly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of the kids in the SCC are from disadvantaged families: poor, single parent, or both. Even for the short amount of time spent there, I could tell, that those children who are missing a mother, are much more sticky and physically affectionate to me, as if to fill in the space left behind by the absent mother. I am not physically a man, or I would have been able to see the empty space caused by an absent father by those who lack one as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh, parents. Please learn to copulate responsibly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: I am working part-time, teaching drawing/art at a Student Care Centre where parents who don't have maids park their kids for a day so they can go to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-7515995872201886320?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7515995872201886320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=7515995872201886320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/7515995872201886320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/7515995872201886320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/06/somehow-i-was-proposed-to.html' title='Somehow I was proposed to...'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-530324032535910112</id><published>2010-06-08T23:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T01:36:07.053+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>"this does not look like your drawing"</title><content type='html'>, they said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F7.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Rookiez is Punk'd - Complication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Arago - Chapter 22&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;(Ya, it is backdated because I forgot to post earlier.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drawn as a worksheet of sorts for the upper-primary kids at the SCC. I realise that Beta Centre (Upper Primary) have to be taught differently when compared to Alpha Centre (Lower Primary). Due to too much exposure to Singapore's educational system of too much technicality, too much note-taking and organised topic-by-topic learning. Thus the reason for making these notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/8bcd5852.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/8bcd5852.gif" border="0" height="314" width="444"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felice the witch. I haven't drawn her for a long time. =3 She looks adorable in this style too. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/bb57d23c.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/bb57d23c.gif" border="0" height="314" width="444"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawk. As expected of a character whose sight I found annoying the &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/chaos_01.gif" target="_blank"&gt;very first time&lt;/a&gt; I drew him. And it is rare for a parent to dislike his child, and for me to dislike a character I created. ~__~ But it seems, that his horrible personality have snuck it's way into my drawing again. I think I like him a little more than the Trollzaya. And that's not a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/55b5fb4f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/55b5fb4f.jpg" border="0" height="369" width="310"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coloured, for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those kids first thought I downloaded it off the internet. I said, no, I drew it. Then they said it doesn't look like my drawing. =___= I told them that being an artist is my rice bowl, and knowing a few different styles would make me able to eat not just rice, but noodles, bread and pasta as well. Sssiigh, talking to kids makes me lamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they went, ah, you're a real artist. =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr you little noobs, that's what I've been saying for the past @#$% hours. Though technically, I am not an &lt;i&gt;artist&lt;/i&gt;. I am a draftsman. A digital artist. Illustrator. Yea, those.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-530324032535910112?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/530324032535910112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=530324032535910112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/530324032535910112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/530324032535910112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-does-not-look-like-your-drawing.html' title='&quot;this does not look like your drawing&quot;'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-7697592115734286106</id><published>2010-06-06T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T03:45:18.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>i was digging about in my folders</title><content type='html'>... and I found this. Something I drew last year for something that didn't work out. But he's so cute. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 the arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img24.imageshack.us/img24/8859/aidorprofile.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img24.imageshack.us/img24/8859/aidorprofile.gif" border="0" height="439" width="310"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This piece is the result of my first time screwing about in Manga Studio EX. I didn't know a lot of things then, so I used a lot of wrong settings/tools/layer/etc. Looking back, I think that's why I am not using it now. &gt;.&lt; I too used to Photoshop I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-7697592115734286106?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7697592115734286106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=7697592115734286106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/7697592115734286106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/7697592115734286106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-was-digging-about-in-my-folders.html' title='i was digging about in my folders'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-6002224314937464112</id><published>2010-06-06T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T19:08:15.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk'/><title type='text'>RAAAGE~!! (Clients are stupid. Always.)</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F5.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Alvin and the Chipmunks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://clientsfromhell.net/" target="_blank"&gt;Clients From Hell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I emailed someone who previously invited me to apply to a job at her company, for a part-time job in the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[insert correspondence here]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says:&lt;br /&gt;I will be an "intern". She will pay me $500 per month. I will have to get my butt down to Kallang from 0930 to 1830 every Monday to Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://files.sharenator.com/FFFFFUUUUU_Strip_Tease-s358x315-30180-580.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, seriously? I have a Diploma you know. And even intern saikang warriors at Lucas get paid more than that. I should be getting more than this miserable MacDonalds pay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-6002224314937464112?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6002224314937464112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=6002224314937464112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6002224314937464112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6002224314937464112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/06/raaage-clients-are-stupid-always.html' title='RAAAGE~!! (Clients are stupid. Always.)'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-5858565627612577226</id><published>2010-05-26T03:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T04:47:16.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>i found the time to rewatch Baccano!! and, it is still good</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F11.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Train - Hey Soul Sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Durarara! Episode 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Quote:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;If she wants to kill me, that'd mean she doesn't love me... I believe.&lt;/i&gt; — Claire Stanfield to Rachel&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching Baccano!! the second time round, I found that my fanboying of Claire Stanfield remains. There were, however other characters that I discovered I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I particularly enjoyed the last 5 or 6 episodes. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here, a few screenshots of my new characters to like. (It is rather difficult to dislike any character at all, really.) I guess this would be a summary of how Claire confessed to Chane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First he &lt;strike&gt;stalks&lt;/strike&gt; looks for some of his &lt;i&gt;friends&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img99.imageshack.us/img99/9411/70882813.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of which, takes off running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img229.imageshack.us/img229/959/98758193.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img411.imageshack.us/img411/503/80166090.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is no surprise, considering what Claire did to him on the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img34.imageshack.us/img34/6030/94095749.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he broke Czeslaw's neck with one hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img714.imageshack.us/img714/6120/55812537.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since his victim is immortal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img263.imageshack.us/img263/7964/53348720.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Claire proceeds to kill him. Again. And again. And... again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img14.imageshack.us/img14/8245/64722070.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other tortures which I did not bother to screencap (due to not want to hear all the bones breaking and blood splurting) include biting off his fingers, grinding his body onto the train tracks while the train is traveling at full speed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor kid. I'm pretty sure he regrets trying to commission Ladd Russo to murder the whole train already. Yes, that seems to be Claire's favourite form of torturing. I feel sorry for Czeslaw and Nicholas and Dune. (Maybe not so for Dune.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, whatever Vino the assassin does to this cocky kid is enough to transform him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img404.imageshack.us/img404/9498/76719101.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... into a running chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img14.imageshack.us/img14/381/30591735.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire you bastard, don't look so surprised. Czeslaw being that emotionally scared is totally your fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he proceeds to seek advice from the only person who will put up with him. (There's the Gandor brothers, but they can't be bothered any more.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img687.imageshack.us/img687/8213/20181225.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't he already propose when he told Chane that he wanted to be her father's son-in-law?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/6628/23057433.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, Claire doesn't know what Chane meant went she said "I will find you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img94.imageshack.us/img94/8493/56863096.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img576.imageshack.us/img576/4575/19808441.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there, Claire Stanfield and Chane Laforet get their Happy End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Chane, since I have been watching Durarara!! as well, I found the interactions between Jacuzzi Splot (retardedly epic name) and Chane Laforet reminiscence of that between Ryugamine Mikado and Celty Sturluson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img541.imageshack.us/img541/6300/60480297.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, both are boys who appear like weak stuttering crybabies when they are actually the GAR-est of leaders. They have...... memorable names. (Hail the Emperor of Dragon's Peak!) The similarities increase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img210.imageshack.us/img210/3318/25684834.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img693.imageshack.us/img693/1378/20195773.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on to Durarara!!, I still think Izaya is an ass. I quote Shizuo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img411.imageshack.us/img411/3865/22879004.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that Trollzaya would get owned by Claire someday. Though I don't know how that will happen, since in canon, Claire is a good 70 years older than Izaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder though: who is stronger? &lt;strike&gt;Claire Stanfield&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Vino&lt;/strike&gt; Rail Tracer or &lt;strike&gt;Heiwajima Shizuo&lt;/strike&gt; GARtender?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-5858565627612577226?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5858565627612577226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=5858565627612577226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5858565627612577226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5858565627612577226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-found-time-to-rewatch-baccano-and-it.html' title='i found the time to rewatch Baccano!! and, it is still good'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-2358583280094860090</id><published>2010-05-06T19:11:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T18:52:36.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Pokemon Adventures x Durarara!!</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F2.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Theatre Brook - Uragiri no Yuuyake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Durarara!! Episode 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Pokemon Adventures Vol 32&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up an old manga I haven't read in years, because I was packing my room. And yes, it's Pokemon Adventures. And no, it is not childish. It is pretty much as good (or better?) than any other shounen series. Despite running in a children's magazine, the plot of this manga is rather mature. Stuff like violence and relationships. And the characters are adorable. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of adorable characters, that is one thing Narita Ryougo is really good at. First it was Baccano!!, then now, it is Durarara!! that has captured my heart. Shinra is so adorable. Celty too. Dojikko, as Shinra's dad calls her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, the fanart. Or fan MAD video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="460" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UO7wbBGBYe8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x270A4D&amp;color2=0xAA4F1C"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UO7wbBGBYe8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x270A4D&amp;color2=0xAA4F1C" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="460" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-2358583280094860090?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2358583280094860090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=2358583280094860090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/2358583280094860090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/2358583280094860090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/05/pokemon-adventures-x-durarara.html' title='Pokemon Adventures x Durarara!!'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-3447392964126373028</id><published>2010-04-14T18:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T18:55:09.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digipen'/><title type='text'>Shadow of the Caliphate</title><content type='html'>What it says on the tin. (Yea, I forgot to post until now. ~__~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The animation project for Semester 3. All animations done in 3 weeks, but 4 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="460" height="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hQ-kbRTRvP8&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x270A4D&amp;color2=0xAA4F1C"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hQ-kbRTRvP8&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x270A4D&amp;color2=0xAA4F1C" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="460" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man the monkey is just too sexy. Yeps, all of his scenes are done by me~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-3447392964126373028?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3447392964126373028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=3447392964126373028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/3447392964126373028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/3447392964126373028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/04/shadow-of-caliphate.html' title='Shadow of the Caliphate'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-3108455549901437268</id><published>2010-04-11T22:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T23:09:45.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digipen'/><title type='text'>my reaction when asked about school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_wqwR8nz09G8/S8HkZPc1HoI/AAAAAAAAADM/GDsGTshN97o/s800/excalibur-face.gif" alt="excalibur face" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-3108455549901437268?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3108455549901437268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=3108455549901437268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/3108455549901437268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/3108455549901437268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-reaction-when-asked-about-school.html' title='my reaction when asked about school'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_wqwR8nz09G8/S8HkZPc1HoI/AAAAAAAAADM/GDsGTshN97o/s72-c/excalibur-face.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-276643865983612858</id><published>2010-04-07T19:05:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T03:03:34.110+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digipen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk'/><title type='text'>and He speaks</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F0.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Joey's cello and metronome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Shibatora Chapter 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Quote:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;But everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.&lt;/i&gt; — Acts 2:21 [NLT]&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="20" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="font:italic large times new roman; color:#c2b09b; text-shadow:#baa68e -1px -1px 1px; background-color:#e1d4c0;"&gt;Believe in me and you will be &lt;font color="#bc0000"&gt;saved&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this Your reply to me...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-276643865983612858?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/276643865983612858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=276643865983612858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/276643865983612858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/276643865983612858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/04/listening-joeys-cello-and-metronome.html' title='and He speaks'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-4364989495366666004</id><published>2010-04-07T00:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T01:47:42.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digipen'/><title type='text'>DigiPen and SIT</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F4.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Miyazaki Ayumi - Brave Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eating:&lt;/b&gt; Rum Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have officially, wasted 2 years, and 33 thousand dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down to blade at midnight. Then my stomach kissed the floor and I got a large patch of skin scraped off my elbow. It hurts so much, that one day later, I cried and I cried and cried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my mother wasn't there, I might have tried kissing the floor a few more times. Then I might have cried several days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined a guild with the promise of gaining a new super-rare weapon. If I payed them 18000gold a year, and trained with them for four years, I could get the super-rare. Two years later, the players who are masters of the land decided to help the guild, so now, the super-rare weapon can be obtained with only 4500gold a year, and training for two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And us who are already in the guild? The past two years of training did not exist. We have to start again, and go through another two years. Our 36000gold and 2years have just disappeared because the guild system changed. I could have spent two years in another guild, a guild which specially invited me to join them, doing quests to earn 36000gold instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are just... unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this game. I am, exceptionally pissed with the GM. It was Him who had recommended me this guild in the first place. I hear that the GM loves the players. And He loves me...? I will wait and see then. GM, I hope I have not spent my 36000gold and 2 years in vain. I am still angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished someone would PK me already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach has been hurting from the impact of hitting the ground. But I find the pain comforting. As least it is something I can understand. Everything else is confusing and weird. I cannot understand everything else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-4364989495366666004?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4364989495366666004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=4364989495366666004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/4364989495366666004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/4364989495366666004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/04/digipen-and-sit.html' title='DigiPen and SIT'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-5311073312597245564</id><published>2010-03-07T23:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T20:23:18.518+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digipen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nyp'/><title type='text'>it was, like a manga panel</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F7.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; May'n - Shinkuu no Diamond Crevasse &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Lucifer and the Biscuit Hammer Chapter 39&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figured out, that while it is still term break, I ought to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had planned a rollerblade outing at ECP yesterday. And as I went along inviting the few people I had in mind, those people asked if more people could come, so I the end I became the organizer for a group of 11. Fun =3 (It became a blade-cycle session instead.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everyone had returned their bikes, I had an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was near the rental area, so it was rather crowded. And then the me on blades found myself heading straight for another guy on blades. We both tried to avoid each other... in the same direction. And, epic CRASH. He landed smack on top of me. A guy and a girl crashing into each other result in the guy landing on top. Classic anime moment ain't it? Ta dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, it was on grass (albeit rather dried up grass). I landed not on my butt, but on my spine. The guy got up first and tried to help me us. I couldn't stand yet, because it hurts, so I told him so. By the time I got up, he had disappeared. I suppose a big group of my friends were around so he thought he wasn't needed and had better make his escape first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having experienced an anime moment first-hand, I thought I should record some information: &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;True - The guy will always land on top.&lt;br /&gt;He is the bigger and heavier one after all.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;False - It leaves the girl a strong impression of the guy.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even remember how he looks like. Except he has broad shoulders and is wearing black.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;False  - The guy gets ridiculously happy.&lt;br /&gt;While I am not a guy, I don't think that is possible because everything happens way too fast.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;False - the two will get up rubbing their foreheads.&lt;br /&gt;Forehead-smashing will not result in that type of fall. Body-smashing WILL. Therefore, the girl should be getting up rubbing their butt (because that is what will hurt).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: I should have taken his number as Yun Yun suggested. My back still hurts, even after a week. Need to call him for accident report.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-5311073312597245564?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5311073312597245564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=5311073312597245564&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5311073312597245564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5311073312597245564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-was-like-manga-panel.html' title='it was, like a manga panel'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-3526249772860176649</id><published>2010-01-17T23:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T00:47:49.578+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timothy'/><title type='text'>ISAA LOU YII</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F17.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; 50 Action Bible Songs - He’s Got The Whole World In His Hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drinking:&lt;/b&gt; Lipton Quality Black Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Quote:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;You are quite smart, right? So thank God!!&lt;/i&gt; - Mom&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girl was chirping for the whole of today: "ISAALOUYII~" "Isaalou yii~" "Isaa LOU yii" "IsAA louyii" "Isaa lou YII~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I died from cute overload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened today was, during worship, a new song with the lyrics "Jesus loves me" was being sang. Because she came late (as always), that was the only song she heard of the entire worship. And she remembered these lyrics and was happy for the rest of today repeating these words. I don't know if she understood these words, but she seemed so happy whenever she said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me so pleased. This is a great improvement from the girl four months ago who could only communicate by means of aahh iiii ooo eehh and the like. We are hearing things that sound like words from her mouth. Even her mother said she had improved a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't just her. Ever since the children ministry Special Needs group started, all the children that have came to us have improved. One of our Downs Syndrome boys and two of our Global Delay kids have integrated into the group with normal children. It takes a long time, but hey, who says there are no rewards to serving in the Special Needs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is because of this, that I am apprehensive about whether I should move on to serving the &lt;i&gt;normal&lt;/i&gt; kids. Like, I like my own much. ; ___ ; Even if other people give up on them, I still want to be with them. =3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-3526249772860176649?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3526249772860176649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=3526249772860176649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/3526249772860176649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/3526249772860176649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/01/isaa-lou-yii.html' title='ISAA LOU YII'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-6293837807194183008</id><published>2010-01-15T09:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T18:41:57.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>The Shepherd and his Sheep</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F0.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Hillsong - His Glory Appears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Fairy Tail Chapter 166&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a housewarming gift for woman who used to report to my dad. She is a single mother with two kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' title='ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting' href='http://img709.imageshack.us/img709/9707/sheepo.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img709.imageshack.us/img709/9707/sheepo.jpg' border='0' height='330' width='330'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drawing Jesus ate the most time out of me. I think I can somewhat understand how the writers of the bible felt like every time they had to write the letters "יהוה" (YHWH). Probably their hands shook, and got sweaty, and maybe worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Divine revelation is divine. Half of her house walls were green!! It matched perfectly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-6293837807194183008?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6293837807194183008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=6293837807194183008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6293837807194183008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6293837807194183008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/01/shepherd-and-his-sheep.html' title='The Shepherd and his Sheep'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-3460019551283929952</id><published>2010-01-06T23:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T09:08:11.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>wow i got an asthma attack</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F0.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Nico Nico Chorus - Love is War&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Bible - Genesis 4&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time since I experience one this bad. Could not lie down, had to sleep sitting up. Chest hurts, coughs whole night, tonnes of phlegm stuck in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor costs 69 dollars, of which 45 dollars goes to the box of TAMIFLU with 10 capsules. Wow, one capsule is $4.50. Roche must be bloody rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Anyone tried Holy Spirit as a treatment for asthma? I found that it very works well when taken with Ventolin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Malaysia. But maybe, it is the food I ate in Malaysia that caused my sickness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-3460019551283929952?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3460019551283929952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=3460019551283929952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/3460019551283929952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/3460019551283929952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2010/01/wow-i-got-asthma-attack.html' title='wow i got an asthma attack'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-177256795750778934</id><published>2009-12-16T00:35:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T23:18:44.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digipen'/><title type='text'>Saru is awesomely godlike-</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F10.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Mizuki Nana - Dancing in the velvet moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Fullmetal Alchemist Chapter 102&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... because she is made in the image of God. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the coloured scenes that I painstakingly animated. It looked awesome~ I must post it when our group finishes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And neeways, the final assignment for Photoshop class. I'm in the "ahh-screw-you-and-your-shitty-montage-methods" mode. I just want to paint something I like that looks nice, even if it is not whatever &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; want. &lt;font size="-2"&gt;(The usual: click for bigger.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/fee32adf.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/fee32adf.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="252" width="448"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3D, also, was a mess. (God, I pray that we have saner lecturers next sem.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but my Photoshop is lagshit today. Blast it. Something with colour profiles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-177256795750778934?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/177256795750778934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=177256795750778934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/177256795750778934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/177256795750778934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/12/saru-is-awesomely-godlike.html' title='Saru is awesomely godlike-'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-1564845690912710701</id><published>2009-12-15T03:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T00:34:49.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digipen'/><title type='text'>stress drawings</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F18.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Bentley Jones - His World (Blue World Prelude)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Photoshop CS 2&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the final week of Fall 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img412.imageshack.us/img412/3858/saltedfishmo.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img64.imageshack.us/img64/5540/saltedfishar.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-1564845690912710701?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1564845690912710701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=1564845690912710701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1564845690912710701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1564845690912710701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/12/stress-drawings.html' title='stress drawings'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-3844575976349395709</id><published>2009-12-09T13:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T10:48:27.365+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>this is some unrecognizable fanart</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F11.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=voSA0uU2gR0" target="_blank"&gt;Nico Nico Chorus (Tarou, Piko &amp; Be~e~eju) - Uninstall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something like the Hong Kong comic style...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img690.imageshack.us/img690/4956/knuxuliehume.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img690.imageshack.us/img690/4956/knuxuliehume.jpg" border="0"  width="224" height="312" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img193.imageshack.us/img193/9463/lockepapa.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img193.imageshack.us/img193/9463/lockepapa.jpg" border="0"  width="224" height="312" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-3844575976349395709?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3844575976349395709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=3844575976349395709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/3844575976349395709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/3844575976349395709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-some-unrecognizable-fanart.html' title='this is some unrecognizable fanart'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-8833114135170500867</id><published>2009-12-07T03:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:17:34.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>pretty church paper is pretty</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F17.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Higurashi no Naku Koro ni - You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Ikigami Chapter 16 - 18&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img338.imageshack.us/img338/9979/asachurchsketch.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-8833114135170500867?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8833114135170500867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=8833114135170500867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8833114135170500867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8833114135170500867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/12/pretty-church-paper-is-pretty.html' title='pretty church paper is pretty'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-2504723224337486193</id><published>2009-11-25T15:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T15:58:45.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>most painful piece of vector i've ever done</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F2.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Dilip Chaubey mutating Barack Obama with Photoshop&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and hopefully, things will get less painful. Since I will get better. Hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/b7577c35.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/b7577c35.png" width="421" height="596" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an assigment: draw a full body portrait of a pirate. Or something. Tikam background is tikam, done in less than half an hour. The character herself? Hmmm, was it two or three days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/ae95e50e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/ae95e50e.jpg" width="300" height="400" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I super love the face. It looks like a profile pic for a character in a game doesn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-2504723224337486193?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2504723224337486193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=2504723224337486193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/2504723224337486193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/2504723224337486193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/11/most-painful-piece-of-vector-ive-ever.html' title='most painful piece of vector i&apos;ve ever done'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-1315976839316767238</id><published>2009-11-21T11:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T01:41:59.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>wheels</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F4.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Alstroemeria Records feat. nomico - Bad Apple&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/graffitiwall/show.php?rn=15e48921c032ace3341c7f16b6152e90"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/graffiti/15e48921c032ace3341c7f16b6152e90_580x270.png" border="0" height="147" width="315"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-1315976839316767238?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1315976839316767238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=1315976839316767238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1315976839316767238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1315976839316767238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/11/wheels.html' title='wheels'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-103211646790197186</id><published>2009-11-04T01:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T01:29:40.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digipen'/><title type='text'>i am still immature it seems</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F1.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Don Moen - God Will Make A Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Berserk Chapter 303&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of things I don't understand. That much I am aware of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand how his methods are any better than what I have been doing. Maybe that's why I didn't listen. I don't mean any form of disrespect. I just did not understand that he wanted us to do it his way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His talked about my midterms. If only he knew. I know I was slacking. But, I'm not that good of a DPS-er. Despite that, I had to raid solo. I attacked, I buffed, I tanked alone. There is only so much a weak player can take. It wasn't the right time to heal up at the fountain, I wanted to do that anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This monkey is fond of escapism, this much I am aware of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-103211646790197186?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/103211646790197186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=103211646790197186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/103211646790197186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/103211646790197186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-still-immature-it-seems.html' title='i am still immature it seems'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-8079686846603030220</id><published>2009-11-02T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T00:46:29.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timothy'/><title type='text'>i am not thinking of what i seem to be thinking of</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F0.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Hourou Musuko Volume 1&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, our kids didn't come yet. So I played with the normal kids. They like me a lot. One girl asked "Jie jie which group are you from?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT THINKING THAT MY SN KIDS ARE UNCUTE. I am definitely not thinking that normal kids are better than SN kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-8079686846603030220?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8079686846603030220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=8079686846603030220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8079686846603030220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8079686846603030220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-not-thinking-of-what-i-seem-to-be.html' title='i am not thinking of what i seem to be thinking of'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-8082105984262432809</id><published>2009-10-29T05:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T05:30:32.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>mood swing</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F1.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; 周迅 - 外面&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is troublesome being a female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, given how I like to touch people, I guess it is a good thing. Guys that touch girls are perverts, and guys that touch other guys are gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you, God, that I am female. Even though there are headaches and cramps and mood swings now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-8082105984262432809?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8082105984262432809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=8082105984262432809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8082105984262432809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8082105984262432809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/10/mood-swing.html' title='mood swing'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-1329412895029918245</id><published>2009-10-29T01:22:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T01:34:53.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digipen'/><title type='text'>is a machine because...</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F0.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Satou Tenpei  - Lord Laharl's Hymn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Sengoku Youko Chapter 21 &amp; 22&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one man supermachine, is a machine because it cannot communicate well with humans. It also seems to run on Vista since it is unable to function well when given too many tasks to perform at a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grades: &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" width="90%"&gt;Life Drawing&lt;br /&gt;Animal Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;2D Raster Graphics&lt;br /&gt;Intro to 3D&lt;br /&gt;Project&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;B-&lt;br /&gt;A-&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;B+&lt;br /&gt;B+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Most of the people in class got As. I was upset being the solo tanker, so I did not do so well. But that just means that I suck. Because I am not the only solo tanker in class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-1329412895029918245?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1329412895029918245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=1329412895029918245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1329412895029918245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1329412895029918245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-machine-because.html' title='is a machine because...'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-3792534156939581179</id><published>2009-10-25T17:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T03:50:36.434+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>i so love the church bulletin paper</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F7.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Disgaea BGM09 - Elegant Demons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Playing:&lt;/b&gt; Disgaea: Afternoon of Darkness&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/d45fi9a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/d45fi9a.jpg" border="0" height="296" width="420"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed Yee's first time leading worship because of cell group. Then I missed Kenneth's birthday because I was with Yee at service. I missed Auntie's Stephanie's wedding because of schoolwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am just a bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Too many events and quests take place during the same chapter!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-3792534156939581179?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3792534156939581179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=3792534156939581179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/3792534156939581179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/3792534156939581179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-so-love-church-bulletin-paper.html' title='i so love the church bulletin paper'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-6174362359373936690</id><published>2009-10-24T22:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T18:03:31.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>starting next year, I have one more person to claim ang pao from</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F2.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Quote:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;It is my honour to have you, brother!&lt;/i&gt; - Auntie Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&lt;i&gt;I have been waiting for this a loooong time :)&lt;/i&gt; - Dad&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/ke8dh4f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/ke8dh4f.jpg" border="0" height="421" width="298"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I won't be there, this is the wedding gift.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-6174362359373936690?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6174362359373936690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=6174362359373936690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6174362359373936690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6174362359373936690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/10/starting-next-year-i-have-one-more.html' title='starting next year, I have one more person to claim ang pao from'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-2250519722496641160</id><published>2009-10-20T09:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T01:34:41.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digipen'/><title type='text'>peacefully unwrapping UVs on a Tuesday morning</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F14.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; the soft whirling of my CPU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; M@ya 8.5&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;God is good All the time&lt;br /&gt;He put a song of praise&lt;br /&gt;In this heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;God is good All the time&lt;br /&gt;Through the darkest night&lt;br /&gt;His light will shine&lt;br /&gt;God is good All the time&lt;br /&gt;God is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're walking through the valley&lt;br /&gt;There are shadows all around&lt;br /&gt;Do no fear He will guide you&lt;br /&gt;He will keep you safe and sound&lt;br /&gt;He has promised to never leave you&lt;br /&gt;Nor forsake you&lt;br /&gt;And His Word is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good All the time&lt;br /&gt;He put a song of praise&lt;br /&gt;In this heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;God is good All the time&lt;br /&gt;Through the darkest night&lt;br /&gt;His light will shine&lt;br /&gt;God is good All the time&lt;br /&gt;God is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were sinners so unworthy&lt;br /&gt;Still for us He chose to die&lt;br /&gt;He filled us with His Holy Spirit&lt;br /&gt;Now we can stand and testify&lt;br /&gt;That His love is everlasting&lt;br /&gt;And His mercies they will never end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good All the time&lt;br /&gt;He put a song of praise&lt;br /&gt;In this heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;God is good All the time&lt;br /&gt;Through the darkest night&lt;br /&gt;His light will shine&lt;br /&gt;God is good All the time&lt;br /&gt;God is good&lt;br /&gt;God is good&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an unrelated note, I am fully supportive of a "CHOP-IT-OFF" regime. For all the unfaithful men out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-2250519722496641160?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2250519722496641160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=2250519722496641160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/2250519722496641160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/2250519722496641160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/10/peacefully-unwrapping-uvs-on-tuesday.html' title='peacefully unwrapping UVs on a Tuesday morning'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-8192238346558255235</id><published>2009-10-16T01:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T01:51:45.065+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Mortal Life is a horrible game</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F18.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Praise Band - I Walk By Faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; my email&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tutorial mode is hard to understand and does not cover much. The UI is terribly difficult to navigate through. The gameplay is tiresome and boring. The minimap is non-existant. Equipment slots are limited. Your inventory malfunctions way too often. The common job classes overlap way too much and require too many confusing stat buildups. The elite job classes: ppffft... Those are randomly assigned when you create your character. Many quests give you more exasperation than experience points, and even lesser gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way too much player interactivity - the bane of solo players - is required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I give it credit though: Random events are varied, and infinite possible routes are available based on the choices the player makes. Adrenaline and pressure, guaranteed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game sucks. I can't wait to die and logout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, the Game Master is the one who decides who he wishes to banhammer. If you're going to do this to us, Game Master, could you upgrade the tutorial mode? Or teach me how to use the support hotline. I don't know how to continue playing this for another 50 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a selfish request, but I pray: Give me banhammer. Please&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-8192238346558255235?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8192238346558255235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=8192238346558255235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8192238346558255235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8192238346558255235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/10/mortal-life-is-horrible-game.html' title='Mortal Life is a horrible game'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-144416422535728404</id><published>2009-10-07T08:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T16:11:21.146+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>oil in my lamp</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F2.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; BoA feat. VERBAL - BUMP BUMP!&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's God's way of speaking to me. When I woke up today, I heard this tune. After a while, I remembered what song was it. &lt;blockquote&gt;Give me oil in my lamp, keep me burning&lt;br /&gt;Give me oil in my lamp, I pray&lt;br /&gt;Give me oil in my lamp, keep me burning&lt;br /&gt;Keep me burning 'til the break of day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me joy in my heart, keep me praising&lt;br /&gt;Give me joy in my heart, I pray&lt;br /&gt;Give me joy in my heart, keep me praising&lt;br /&gt;Keep me praising 'til the break of day&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'kay, Polo Club now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-144416422535728404?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/144416422535728404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=144416422535728404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/144416422535728404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/144416422535728404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/10/oil-in-my-lamp.html' title='oil in my lamp'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-8842669440977297224</id><published>2009-10-04T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T13:19:15.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timothy'/><title type='text'>saru makes a good mother</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F7.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Starfield - From The Corners Of The Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Adobe Illustrator 12 (AKA CS2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Quote:&lt;/b&gt; "&lt;i&gt;Wow Joelynn will make a good parent. Okay, you are ready to get a boyfriend now.&lt;/i&gt;" - Dad&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say that because of the other mothers I have seen. I don't know how on earth a six-year-old boy can win an argument with his mom, or why a mother would cry when her eight-year-old son lies on the floor to throw a tantrum. It just goes to show how much in control these parents are of their children. And these are not random parents I see in public or something. I know them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to be a mother, I would be like the mother of the tape recorder boy: "You cannot touch girls, no pet pet, no hug hug, no kiss kiss. You cannot touch girls, no pet pet, no hug hug, no kiss kiss. You cannot touch girls, no pet pet... ..." He doesn't know the reason behind these instructions, but he obeys them and repeats them like this anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of kiss kiss, the reason why tape recorder kept going on repeat was because he was talking to &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt; whose hormones went on SEED-mode today and kept chasing around a girl to kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img25.imageshack.us/img25/1093/hahahaes.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST REJECTION EVAR. (Of course, she, being autistic, and only five years old, didn't know anything. It was just wet so she had to wipe it off.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-8842669440977297224?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8842669440977297224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=8842669440977297224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8842669440977297224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8842669440977297224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/10/saru-makes-good-mother.html' title='saru makes a good mother'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-7239366547992672372</id><published>2009-10-02T19:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T01:34:34.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digipen'/><title type='text'>i give you clouds</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F12.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; M.O.V.E. - over drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Japher playing Icy Tower&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't felt this shiok for a while. A nostalgic feeling. I ticked off a lecturer today. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He taught us to make a cloud brush with Filter &gt; Render &gt; Clouds. I didn't. WhyshouldI,Idon'tseethepoint. Hismethodcanonlypaintfluffycumulusclouds. But just to make sure I have something on screen when he drops by again, here, clouds, painted with Chalk 60 pixel and not his cloud brush. Pffftt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/d74kdf9f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/d74kdf9f.jpg" border="0" height="656" width="310"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I know I am sooo mature. *whine whine whine*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding sunsets and skies, I MISS CHANGI BEACH. Coming May, I will so go there and overnight. But DAMN IT WHY AM I A GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/graffitiwall/show.php?rn=62dc69bcd8f9dd2d75e39238a1d2cead"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/graffiti/62dc69bcd8f9dd2d75e39238a1d2cead_315x147.png" border="0" height="147" width="315"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I felt terrible. Because I forgot to take iron pills. *facepalm* Today I feel better, because I started taking them 2 days ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-7239366547992672372?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7239366547992672372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=7239366547992672372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/7239366547992672372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/7239366547992672372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-give-you-clouds.html' title='i give you clouds'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-1381058056099656231</id><published>2009-09-20T15:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T03:07:14.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'>10 Characters, 20 Questions</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F19.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Katy Perry - Hot'n'Cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://jo-annie.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;jo-annie.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not slacking... I am de-stressing. My email is being retarded to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/fandom_memes/14031.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Using my own original characters... so this post is mostly for my own entertainment. (&lt;a href="http://www.randomizer.org/" target="_blank"&gt;Randomizer&lt;/a&gt; helped me pick out only ten characters. &gt;.&lt;) There there, nothing interesting, move along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blaze&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;David&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Demon Rhys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;King Emrys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Artemis&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hawk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rose Meyrer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emerson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Celeste&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) Characters 4, 9 and 10 are at an arcade. What game do they choose to play, and who wins?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;Rhys, Emerson, Celli. Something the involves punching, since two of the three of them are violent people. Emerson won't play, since he's an A.I. program without body. But I think Celli will win, because Rhys will spoil the machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2) Make up an e-mail address for 6.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;Art. &lt;u&gt;alino@metal-basement.com&lt;/u&gt; Alino is her online pseudonym.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3) If 8 had an iPod or some kind of music player, what kinds of songs would you find in it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;Rose. Classical piano ensemble pieces, with all the allegro, vivace and animato. She is a cheerful person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4) What would you do if 9 suddenly paid you a visit?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;Emerson. YES all my computer and programming problems solved! Woohoo! I'll copy him and download him to my comp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5) Do you think 6 and 4 are made for each other?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;Rhys and Art. They make good friends, and Rhys is quite fond of her, but no, he's not stupid enough to touch her. (Her children will kill him.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6) 1 challenges 3 to a no-holds-barred duel. Who will win and how?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;Blaze and Mick. Blaze is way stronger (mweeheehee fire!!), but Mick will win. Because Blaze has a crush on her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7) 7, 2 and 1 order a pizza. What toppings does each one request, and what do the others think of the choices?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;Blaze, David and Hawk. Blaze will ask for a lot of peppers. David will not touch the green peppers. He's autistic, and really hates green. Hawk just eats whatever. He's a jack-of-all-traits man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8) What subject would 1 teach if s/he were a teacher/professor? Would s/he be good at it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;Rose. Music. Duh, she's a pianist. And she's teach well, because she is old, and kind and really patient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9) 5 and 10 go on their first date. Where would they go, and what would they do?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;Emrys and Celli? (Both girls.) I don't know, they are both not very open people. But being the politician she is, Emrys will probably ask about Celli's life and family and home and etc. Celli will end up talking about her sister, and Emrys might see the similarity between her husband (Rhys) and her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10) 8 sings karaoke and dedicates a song to 7. What song would s/he dedicate and why?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;Rose and Hawk. .... What? Who will want to dedicate a song to that ... ...? Okay, Rose is a nice person, so she'll just sing a lullaby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11) How would 8 court 6?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;Rose and Art. EHHH. She will cook for Art I guess. Art loves food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12) Describe the relationship between 2 and 8 in the canon. Would you change it? Why?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;David and Rose. WHY KEEP USING 8 LAR. Canon is, they have never met it other and never will. Not changing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13) In your list, who do you think is the perfect match for 3 and why?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;Mick. Obviously, I am rooting for Blaze. Go GO GO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14) 2 has a dream where 10 tells him/her to save 1, who is facing certain doom. What would 2 do?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;David dreams Celli tells him to save Blaze. He does nothing. He doesn't listen to people who he is not familiar with. And he does not have the ability to comprehend death or impending doom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15) 9 and 6 are about to get married, until 3 crashes their wedding and abducts 9 against his/her will. 6 follows them, but must forge an uneasy alliance with his/her archrival, 1. They must then hijack some form of transportation from 8 in order to get to 3's lair, where they must fight against 3's evil zombified minions. What will happen next?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;Emerson and Emrys marrying, Mick crashes...? Emrys must ally with Blaze, and steal transport from Rose. ... ... ... ... Being the pragmatic person, I can imagine Emrys politically marry Emerson for her country or something. AND Mick probably kidnapped Emerson because he is a really useful program to have. Emrys will have no problem approaching Blaze (since she IS a politician and he's pretty much a yes-man). Rose will lend them the transport willingly, because it is fun to see what "kids nowadays" do. In the end, Mick will make a copy of Emerson and everyone is happy. The End. (WTH.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16) 8 receives a gift from 9. Does s/he open it or not? If so, what is inside?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;Rose and Emerson. Rose won't know how to open file attachments. She's not tech-savvy y'know. But her husband probably can. And the file will be something sent by Emerson's master, like a proposal or request or information.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17) 4 is walking home when s/he sees a cute fluffy creature, which promptly begins rubbing itself against his/her legs. Will s/he kick it away, or take it home?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;Rhys. He takes it home, and dumps it on Emrys' lap. And she'll be the one looking after it. Tsk, he is that irresponsible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18) 8 is dared by 4 to strip while pole-dancing in front of 7. Write a short dialogue about this.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;WHAT. NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19) What smiley/emoticon would best describe 5?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;Emrys. ' - ' I don't know. She rarely shows any emotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20) If you had the chance to rewrite 1's life, how would you change it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;"&gt;Blaze. I don't write his life. He lives his own life. I'm just the biographer, not the God. I'm the moderator, not the admin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-1381058056099656231?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1381058056099656231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=1381058056099656231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1381058056099656231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1381058056099656231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/09/10-characters-20-questions.html' title='10 Characters, 20 Questions'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-8807493675667473264</id><published>2009-09-19T14:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T16:14:07.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesson'/><title type='text'>Daniel Chien's advice for successful marriages</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F16.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Relient K - Softer to Me&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;3 "L"s&lt;br /&gt;for the husband&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;3 "S"s&lt;br /&gt;for the wife&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" width="50%"&gt;Lead&lt;br /&gt;Listen&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;Submit&lt;br /&gt;Support&lt;br /&gt;Sex&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, let's laugh at Malaysia, again. Chilli crab &lt;a href="http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/index.php/malaysia/38002-truly-malaysian-tourism-minister-wants-to-stake-claim-on-popular-dishes" target="_blank"&gt;is theirs&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;a href="http://www.tnp.sg/news/story/0,4136,214199,00.html" target="_blank"&gt;Liek real&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.straitstimes.com/ST+Forum/Online+Story/STIStory_431666.html" target="_blank"&gt;Kiam par&lt;/a&gt; lah. *flame flame flame* This is going to be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-8807493675667473264?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8807493675667473264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=8807493675667473264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8807493675667473264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8807493675667473264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/09/daniel-chiens-advice-for-successful.html' title='Daniel Chien&apos;s advice for successful marriages'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-2814588772374346742</id><published>2009-09-06T23:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T15:11:14.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timothy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk'/><title type='text'>need more STR stats</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F1.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; A R Rahman - Jai Ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://sonic.wikia.com/wiki/Sonic_News_Network" target="_blank"&gt;sonic.wikia.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sprouts a chain of vulgarities in english/hokkien/chinese/malay*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Am. Irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;1 - SN&lt;/h3&gt; Today, is probably one of the most hectic days in my serving of the Special Needs kids. Joseph tries to play with the normal kids: they shout "siao arh" at him. Jia Hui is all mine today. Joseph doesn't like sharing me so he pulls my hair and steals my specs three times more often than usual. Shivam screamed about. Chain reaction. Elisha cries/whines loudly. Joshua is about to go off too. Everyone busy with the autistic boys, the ADHD one and the Downs Syndrome one and the girl is left to me. Joash disturbs Jia Hui. Joseph breaks/tears puzzle pieces. Joseph and Joash both climb on me. Jia Hui leaves to find more puzzles. I chase her, Joseph breaks more puzzles. I scold him, he laughs, Joash scolds him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah. Whatever it is, any first-timer to SN will get scared off and swear never to return here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I really hate about SN. I don't dislike the kids, they are cute =3 But I dislike how other people do not want to serve with them. After being with them for 2 plus years, I can see why. It's hard to the fruits of our labour. Our kids don't respond. They are violent. They are noisy. They don't even acknowledge your existence. The don't seem to get better. They are always as dependent as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot help but think that whenever other leaders look at our corner of screaming, "misbehaving" kids, they think something along the lines of "Thank God our kids are not like that". But guys, we are all women here. We are not that strong. Our boys getting bigger in size, and their hormones are functioning like any normal boy their age, even if their minds do not. What can we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I need to rely on you for strength. But please, also send some guys our way. We have been asking for guys, for the past years, and some have come, stayed, and left. Others come and left instantly. I am disappointed. I know it is not easy to serve these kids. That's why, God, send someone strong. I petition sincerely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(On a related note: Divorce rates amongst couples with Special Needs children are really high. And, DUH, it is the mother who ends up raising the children. ALL YOU GUYS HAVE LESS BALLS THAN US GIRLS.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;2 - GB&lt;/h3&gt; My timetable changed. Third revision. All my lessons are now in the afternoon. Even if I am able to teleport, I have only 1 hour to spend. So I cannot serve GB anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What, maybe I'm not worthy to be an officer. I'm pretty weak of a person, that much I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'll look forward to carrying my photocopier puzzle-tracked mind girl in two weeks time. Only one day, and I miss GKidz already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-2814588772374346742?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2814588772374346742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=2814588772374346742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/2814588772374346742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/2814588772374346742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/09/need-more-str-stats.html' title='need more STR stats'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-8865920890233495141</id><published>2009-08-16T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T23:43:56.340+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk'/><title type='text'>i had a good early birthday</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F17.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Iwasaki Tarou - SOUL-EATER(SO SCANDALOUS)&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Junting, Mel, Glory, Hui hui and Kenneth. ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few days, I'll be 21 months old. So says my parents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-8865920890233495141?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8865920890233495141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=8865920890233495141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8865920890233495141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8865920890233495141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-had-good-early-birthday.html' title='i had a good early birthday'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-5617074831750385745</id><published>2009-08-05T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T03:07:06.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>when i start working</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F0.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Orange Range - Locolotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Quote:&lt;/b&gt; Imagination is what drives the world &lt;i&gt;- Some scientist dude in my dream&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I get weird dreams in my sleep. There is an alternative reality in which mechas are piloted by people with great imagination. Because of that, the usually unhealthy DMD-ers are called to become soldiers and pilots. Their imagination and brain waves and sheer will (and SPIRAL ENERGY) is what powers these mechas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I had a dream like that because I really miss the NYP people? Ahahahahaha XDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-5617074831750385745?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5617074831750385745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=5617074831750385745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5617074831750385745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5617074831750385745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-i-start-working.html' title='when i start working'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-6428837944552608317</id><published>2009-07-16T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T01:34:24.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='digipen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk'/><title type='text'>Scholarship Essay ($5000 for 2 semesters)</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F10.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Kirk Franklin/tobyMac - Let It Glow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; needmoney.doc (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;The curriculum at DigiPen Institute of Technology involves rigorous foundational coursework reinforced by a project-based learning approach that allows students to apply their skills and knowledge in an industry-like environment. Describe a time when you have successfully applied something you learned (on your own, from work, or from a class) in a creative, artistic, or academic endeavor.&lt;/h3&gt; The first time I learned that colours have emotions was during a Sunday morning, doing my duties in church, through the hands of a 7-year-old boy with Down’s Syndrome. On happy days, Jesus was green and the crippled man was yellow. On sick days, the shepherd was brown and the sheep were blue. On angry tantrum days, Mary was red and infant Jesus was black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an epiphany to find out that there was actually truth and reason behind the colours artists use to symbolize certain emotions to convey the mood of their pieces. It was a real life lesson in colour theory and a teaching in how closely art relates to real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going on this route of an artist and designer has been one of the greatest changing points in my life. I have loved drawing and computers since my childhood, and I choose to not let my passion stay as a hobby, but seek to improve myself by taking a Diploma in Digital Media Design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, I have become the unofficial marketing director of whatever events that my non-artists friends have planned. I did up posters and websites, in the process of which I learned more about working as a designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I went on a community service trip to Dujiangyan in Sichuan for the survivors of the 2008 earthquake. One of the activities we did was to have the children paint a huge banner, stamping their palm prints on the cloth and writing down their dreams. In preparation for it, I bought poster paints, plates and other materials. On the day itself, I helped in drawing guidelines and markings on the banner and in coordinating the children as to where to print on the banner. Due to the excitement of the children and the sheer number of them, it was slightly chaotic situation, leading to a stressful experience for my group. Thankfully, the banner was completed beautifully in the end without any major problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only during the debrief that I realized how smooth things went on. There had been two groups assigned to two different camps of temporary housings, and the other group’s banner exercise had been more chaotic than ours. Both groups were very grateful for my advice and guidance as we realized that the banner exercise would not have been that successful. (They would have used the paint without mixing water in which will result in more mess at the banner and at the washing area; they would not have marked out the area for the children and the banner will end up badly composed, the time for the paint to dry could have been left out of the schedule’s calculations…) I too, am grateful for my experience in doing projects at Nanyang Polytechnic and at DigiPen: it was through these grueling projects that I have how to plan this banner exercise so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after I returned from Sichuan, I was roped in my father (Centre Director of Care Corner Family Service Centre Woodlands) to be a volunteer film director and cameraman for two short promo videos for an upcoming corporate retreat that the centre wanted to produce. My past experiences came in handy once more as I sketched out storyboards and blocked out everyone’s positions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the shoot for the first video, due to the drizzling weather, I was forced to rush through the scenes, which, on hindsight, sharpened my improvising skills. During the editing and compositing process of this film, I had to make do with the little footage that I have and piece them together to form something comprehensible and presentable. With that many limitations, it was as though I as doing yet another school project. It makes me feel that the many specifications given for our school assignments are indeed adequate preparation for dealing with the restrictions that non-school work tend to have as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second video gave me more flexibility as it was indoors – free from the constraints of bad weather. The staff were cooperative, and thanks to them, I was allowed more re-shoots and had the opportunity to experiment with more angles. It was also easier to relay instructions indoors rather than outdoors, and having learned from the previous shoot, I was also more able to relaying instructions that the amateur actors can understand. Learning to cope in group projects and getting along well with people in school was really necessary in working out of school too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, everyone enjoyed our time together. When the editing was done, the video was shown during the company’s corporate devotion. I received feedback from both my father and his staff that the audience were truly entertained and laughed a lot, so much so that all of the other centres and branches of the company started asking Woodlands Centre more about the activities that will take place during the retreat. Everyone got very excited and enthusiastic after seeing the promo videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very glad that my skills gained from Nanyang Polytechnic and DigiPen were able to help out those around me and bring joy to everyone it reaches to. This further convinces me about the beauty of the media and arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very blessed to be given my pair of skillful hands and my creative mind. I hope to become even more skillful and creative through my next three years at DigiPen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-6428837944552608317?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6428837944552608317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=6428837944552608317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6428837944552608317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6428837944552608317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/09/scholarship-essay-for-5000-dollars-per.html' title='Scholarship Essay ($5000 for 2 semesters)'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-6991866406927480079</id><published>2009-07-04T00:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T00:08:04.012+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk'/><title type='text'>i do want to get married...</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F6.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Wonder Girls - Nobody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; The Little Nyonya Episode 33-34&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Ma was watching that popular 小娘惹 show. We got it on DVD from my cousins, who downloaded and burnt it for her. ALL HAIL THE INTERNET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Ah Ma got depressed at the final episode. Because the fake grandma character Xiang Yun was sick and dying, saying that she wished she could see her granddaughter get married. But it being a dumb drama, she didn't make it. Ah Ma was depressed like this. She says she too probably won't get to attend my wedding and goes a bit teary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What. Imma not going to get a boyfriend just to make her happy. That's not really possible. ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I pray that she would live long enough. Hopefully several years more until I get married. XDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-6991866406927480079?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6991866406927480079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=6991866406927480079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6991866406927480079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6991866406927480079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-do-want-to-get-married.html' title='i do want to get married...'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-2374335715800375127</id><published>2009-05-24T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T15:11:52.674+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesson'/><title type='text'>Red Chord</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F17.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Jars of Clay - Love Song for a Savior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; The Case for Faith by Lee Strobel&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rahab had been a prostitute, but she had faith and welcomed the spies. So she wasn't killed with the people who disobeyed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;— Hebrews 11:31 [CEV]&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading Lee Strobel's &lt;i&gt;The Case for Faith&lt;/i&gt; during our cell group's solitude. The title of the chapter I was reading is "God Isn't Worthy of Worship If He Kills Innocent Children". I won't write down my wall of text about what the chapter was about. But generally: Even if a person was born in a place where there is no God, if he wants to reach out to her, he will find a way. (Anyway, about the children: if children die before the age of accountability, they will go to heaven. So it's really better to kill them quickly before they learn how to do anything evil.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;They killed everyone, men and women, young and old, everyone except Rahab and the others in her house. They even killed every cow, sheep, and donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua said to the two men who had been spies, " Rahab kept you safe when I sent you to Jericho. We promised to protect her and her family, and we will keep that promise. Now go into her house and bring them out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two men went into Rahab's house and brought her out, along with her father and mother, her brothers, and her other relatives. Rahab and her family had to stay in a place just outside the Israelite army camp. But later they were allowed to live among the Israelites, and her descendants still do. The Israelites took the silver and gold and the things made of bronze and iron and put them with the rest of the treasure that was kept at the LORD's house. Finally, they set fire to Jericho and everything in it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;— Joshua 6:21-25 [CEV]&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that night, I took this &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Joshua%202:17-21;&amp;version=65;" target="_blank"&gt;red scarf&lt;/a&gt; that I originally made for my cosplaying (as Toujou Aya) and tied it to my room window. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font family="Courier"&gt;/random&lt;/font&gt; Jesus' ancestry is full of foreigners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Salmon the father of Boaz, whose mother was &lt;u&gt;Rahab&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Boaz the father of Obed, whose mother was &lt;u&gt;Ruth&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Obed the father of Jesse,&lt;br /&gt;and Jesse the father of King David.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;— Matthew 1:5-6 [NIV]&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-2374335715800375127?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2374335715800375127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=2374335715800375127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/2374335715800375127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/2374335715800375127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/05/red-chord.html' title='Red Chord'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-3344852160708503451</id><published>2009-02-16T00:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T03:06:20.237+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timothy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adhd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk'/><title type='text'>Baccano! is good, essays are bad.</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F13.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; 周迅 - 外面&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Scrapped Princess Episode 1&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been wanting to write about some things for a long time, but haven't been able to sit down. Well, now I have. I guess I'll recount in reverse chronological order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday, 15 Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are back from Malaysia. My dad said that his sister, has been having dreams of my dead grandpa (their father). In one of those dreams, he told her "You are useless." And when she told my grandma about that dream, my grandma agreed with her. I feel like slapping my grandma on the back for a job well done, but I held back out of "respect" for my aunt. XDD (Like hey, she was in Malaysia, my aunt is in Malaysia, and wtf...? You guys ate reunion dinner without her, and left her alone in her apartment? WTF. Don't you know how lonely she is?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday, 14 Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baccano! is good. I am in love with Claire Stanfield. So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday, 13 Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lecturer kept harping on my inability to look people in the face. (It hurts to look at faces, for me, and for some other autists and etc.) And on Albert's voice (English is not his mother tongue - you should hear him speak Bahasa). Acting module. Arrrggh we know our weaknesses already, stop telling us about it. Albert is so cute. When we look through they videos, I can't stand the sight of myself and want to look away. Bert can't stand the sound of his voice and wants to stuff his ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday, 12 Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would smack Japher on the head (oh, I already did) if he wasn't a fifteen-year-old brat. Saying that he hates all "retarded" people. He better not be serious when he says he wants to burn his brother (who has Asperger's).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday, 10 Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person spoke something, which frightened me a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday, 09 Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream. There were three birds/winged creatures. Their time passes differently from mine. I met the teenage them first, then the children them, then the adult ones. They were males and quite human. One was yellow, one was green, one was red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday, 08 Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second week of no children ministry duty, and I miss my kids terribly. Uwaahhh. I miss not wrestling with them who are always biting/clawing/groping/hugging/dancing/head-butting/pulling hair/touching my face/asking to be carried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday, 07 Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chalet for CJ's 21st birthday. I bought him a Gurren Lagann cup!! *is proud of present*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday, 05 Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I amaze myself. I woke up early enough to send Cheri-sama off to Perth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday, 04 Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out to take photos for an assignment. I scared myself. It seems that I am more afraid of people than I thought. I feel ball-ess. (Ughh, oh yea, I had none to begin with.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday, 03 Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body has gotten quite horrible. It appears that I am now allergic to certain kinds of artificial flavourings. It didn't use to be like that. Anyway, things like that inflicts the status: Hyperactive on me, which, while fun, is horrify. I can't concentrate on anything at all, because there are over 9000 thoughts/smells/sounds/memories/senses going through my mind. And I also can't sleep at all, because there are over 9000 thoughts/smells/sounds/memories/senses going through my mind. Even honey triggers that status. And I only took 5 spoons!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday, 01 Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my kids. I want to see the adorable girl who is so like me in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Attention_deficit_disorder" target="_blank"&gt;Attention Deficit Disorder&lt;/a&gt; sense. (Missing the H bit, thank God.) She's too young for doctor's to tell, but I also think she has &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Angelman%27s_syndrome" target="_blank"&gt;Angelman's Syndrome&lt;/a&gt;, by the way. Which of course, buffs her with 4x Cuteness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday, 31 Jan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong = awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-3344852160708503451?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3344852160708503451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=3344852160708503451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/3344852160708503451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/3344852160708503451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/02/baccano-is-good-essays-are-bad.html' title='Baccano! is good, essays are bad.'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-8148142980140081045</id><published>2009-01-28T00:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:06:11.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk'/><title type='text'>Prawns</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F12.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Relient K - Devastation and Reform&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Baccano! Episode 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Usagi Drop Chapter 12&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered, I am still very uncomfortable with talking to people one-on-one in a room where no one else is around. It is quite weird na. Not that I don't enjoy it. I don't mind company. I like people. Just that, sit-beside-you-to-talk is weird. I don't mind physical contact, really. It is the verbal questions I mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last I time remembered something like that was like... five years ago in Sec 3. (In Poly, you won't be in a room with only one other person, hardly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness though, that person is not &lt;s&gt;a girl&lt;/s&gt; asking me questions about me. I don't like questions like that. Because I hear them too often? &lt;a href="http://www.the-reincarnation.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Browser strategy games&lt;/a&gt; make better conversation topics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmrrgggh. I think I am just being an ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I ate prawn omelette on Saturday, thinking it'll be fine. Like hey, if I get a reddish nose/ears/neck, it will wear off after chinese new year right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRONG. The prawns... they were, very, very fresh. If I ate anymore, asthma~!! *sucks on brown inhaler*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greedy me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-8148142980140081045?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8148142980140081045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=8148142980140081045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8148142980140081045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8148142980140081045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/01/prawns.html' title='Prawns'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-764181224012266603</id><published>2009-01-13T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:47:33.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk'/><title type='text'>苦笑</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F16.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Relient K - Up and Up&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne said she wished she could be a boy. Because her two guy friends are staying over, together, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed. Laughed. Because it was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear sister, you have said something I have been praying to God about, for the last 11- no, 12 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-764181224012266603?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/764181224012266603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=764181224012266603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/764181224012266603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/764181224012266603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='苦笑'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-960625191313022879</id><published>2009-01-12T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:38:52.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adhd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Not Even Wrong</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F3.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Epik High - Fan&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Not Even Wrong: Adventures in Autism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; Paul Collins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Call Number:&lt;/b&gt; 618.92&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It is not a book review. It is me taking notes before I return the book to the library.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first recorded autist was probably &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peter_the_Wild_Boy" target="_blank"&gt;Peter the Wild Boy&lt;/a&gt;. He was dumped by his parents for not being able to talk. He was found in the wild at 12 years old and taken to King George.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carolus_Linnaeus" target="_blank"&gt;dude who came out with the Linnaean taxonomy&lt;/a&gt; classified the kid as a different species all together, &lt;i&gt;Homo ferus&lt;/i&gt;. Imagine the lulz if there are really two distinct species of humans. All the &lt;i&gt;Homo sapiens sapiens&lt;/i&gt; would kill themselves sooner or later in frustration and become extinct and the world will be filled with &lt;i&gt;Homo ferus&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......... *bursts out laughing on the floor*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Nothing to do with the book, I answered "Anne" for the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sally-Anne_test" target="_blank"&gt;Sally-Anne Test&lt;/a&gt;. Ahahahaha. Oops. But okay, I changed my answer later.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A survey of a thousand British parents of autistic children in comparison to that of neurotypical children showed that there were double the number of engineering fathers, a hell lot more with jobs involving science and accounting (solo-ist type jobs), and quadruple the number of artists. At Cambridge, science major students have autism in their family six times more than literature major students. &lt;s&gt;WhatifImarryanengineer -Kolkolkolkolkol&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That does explain why there are most autists nowadays. Dong dong dong dong... There are more engineers and matheticians and programmers now than before, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computers came from a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alan_Turing" target="_blank"&gt;dude who was suspected to have Asperger's&lt;/a&gt;. The author gave a talk at Microsoft, and the programmer guys were on their notebooks, looking at the screen, instead of watching him. They were watching a live podcast of his talk, even with him right in front of them. Epic-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that bit well. It &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; hard to look at people. Like it hurts. Ummm, my secondary schoolmates can attest to it, I think. They were complaining to me about it last week. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And regarding &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Savant_syndrome" target="_blank"&gt;savantism&lt;/a&gt;, there is an interesting explanation. When a kid is about 2 years old, his/her brain forms neural connections at an imba speed, and many of these connections are kinda "redundant" or &lt;i&gt;hetare&lt;/i&gt;. Then at 3 years old, it's pruning time!! Chop chop chop. So &lt;i&gt;lucky&lt;/i&gt; autistic guys with savants get pruned differently, and therefore maintain their rare neural connections, enabling them with hax hearing/artistic/calculation/etc skills. I think it also comes with screwed up senses of touch/hearing/smell/whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here ends fun note-taking. Also, I am NOT autistic. I only have adhd. And certain characteristic of the autism spectrum. Na nana nananana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other authors I plan to check out: &lt;i&gt;Thinking in Pictures&lt;/i&gt; by Temple Grandin (what a cool name), Uta Frith and Simon Baron-Cohen. As usual, I might not really do so if they are not tl;dr enough. I have a short attention span.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-960625191313022879?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/960625191313022879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=960625191313022879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/960625191313022879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/960625191313022879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-even-wrong.html' title='Not Even Wrong'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-3042185426553125910</id><published>2008-09-24T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:06:33.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>lots of xi</title><content type='html'>and that's why they all have the same face. they are clones. ahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/6da046db.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/6da046db.jpg" border="0" width="365" height="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/8fbd310f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/8fbd310f.jpg" border="0" width="275" height="390" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drew these two during church sermons. ironically, they are all of weapons. i feel sinful. shall repent. *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lineup~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/2c9032ea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/2c9032ea.jpg" border="0" width="384" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried putting them together to make sure they have the same face, but somehow the oldest one looks different. it must be the hair length &gt;.&lt; i phailed so bad......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet another drawing of weapons done in an inappropriate place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/4c8e4775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/4c8e4775.jpg" border="0" width="263" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... at hospital (not me in bed, was my grandma)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-3042185426553125910?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3042185426553125910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=3042185426553125910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/3042185426553125910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/3042185426553125910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2008/09/lots-of-xi.html' title='lots of xi'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-1617498161742627113</id><published>2008-02-18T07:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T14:02:29.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><title type='text'>Granado Espada art</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="-2"&gt;(Since the old NNK forums closed, I am on an uploading spree of my very old drawings.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this short time where I played GE and hung about in the forums a lot, I somehow became a Goddess (idol). Ahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="Photobucket" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/f340a6da.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/f340a6da.jpg" border="0" height="207" width="340"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a remix of &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/hnk_xell-ruru_colour_edit.jpg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="Photobucket" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/4979d124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/4979d124.jpg" border="0" height="596" width="421"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, I don't think I ever did anything else with as much detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/f87bd1d3.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang Pao competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/145a9ba0.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas card competition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-1617498161742627113?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1617498161742627113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=1617498161742627113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1617498161742627113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1617498161742627113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2008/02/granado-espada.html' title='Granado Espada art'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-6802633813954375160</id><published>2008-01-26T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T15:31:02.283+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>done in the boredom of my internship</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img20.imageshack.us/img20/3446/higure.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember feeling, that there was something very beautiful, very enchanting, yet very creepy about this drawing. (And it's not just the red overlay.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-6802633813954375160?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6802633813954375160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=6802633813954375160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6802633813954375160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6802633813954375160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2008/01/done-in-boredom-of-my-internship.html' title='done in the boredom of my internship'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-394324504311202207</id><published>2007-10-03T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T11:31:07.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'>Dæmon</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F0.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; m-flo loves Alex(CLAZZIQUAI PROJECT) - Love Me After 12AM&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=284704"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=284704" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" menu="false" width="450" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goldencompassmovie.com/?284704" target="_blank"&gt;Actually, clicking on this one is better.&lt;/a&gt; My own assessment of myself was an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ocelot" target="_blank"&gt;ocelot&lt;/a&gt;, but Mum turned me into a tiger. Just like she turned Ant into a tiger. Goodness, does she think all her children are ferocious beasts or something?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-394324504311202207?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/394324504311202207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=394324504311202207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/394324504311202207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/394324504311202207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/10/dmon.html' title='Dæmon'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-4831757577732018874</id><published>2007-08-06T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T13:24:47.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'>sorting hat desu</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F7.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Monkey Majik - Around the World (movie ver.)&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kope from Ant's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRYFFINDOR:&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've never done drugs.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You get along with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You love FOOTBALL&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You love baseball.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You're into writing and art&lt;br /&gt;[x] Favorite music genre is rock.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You believe in "innocent until proven guilty" theory.&lt;br /&gt;[x] One of your favorite colors is red or gold.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Good grades at school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] One of the worst things you can do is lie.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You plan on going to college.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUFFLEPUFF:&lt;br /&gt;[x] You're content with mostly&lt;br /&gt;everything in your life right now.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You laugh a lot.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You like to follow trends.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Politics suck.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You love to swim&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Water polo is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pink is one of your favorite color.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Black is morbid &amp; depressing.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Michael Jackson is talented as a musical artist.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You're an optimist.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You're very emotional.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You believe in going steady at a young age.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You haven't made fun of anyone this month.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Loyalty is the MOST important thing in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAVENCLAW:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You've been depressed to a certain extent.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love to read.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You appreciate theater &amp; arts.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Sports suck.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Indie is one of your favorite genre of music.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Every once in a while you have little anger outbursts.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Lying is sometimes okay.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Blue is one of your favorite colors.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Knowledge is the key to power.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Sarcasm is the best kind of humor.&lt;br /&gt;[x] People should know what they're talking about before they talk.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLYTHERIN:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] There's at least one person you hate.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Basketball is a good sport.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] AFL Football is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Black is a cool color.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You've lied about something serious.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You're a very deep person.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have considered suicide.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are not very loyal.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like heavy metal.&lt;br /&gt;[x] They make school seem more important than it is.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You're scared to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Anger is one of your primary feelings.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have trust issues.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I score so little for everything. I really have flat emotions. XDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-4831757577732018874?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4831757577732018874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=4831757577732018874&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/4831757577732018874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/4831757577732018874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/08/sorting-hat-desu.html' title='sorting hat desu'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-5250531114725484881</id><published>2007-07-23T14:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T14:26:00.865+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>NNK Forums art</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="-2"&gt;(Since the old NNK forums closed, I am on an uploading spree of my very old drawings.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff done for a story we worked on, with characters we created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="1" border="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;Oh yea, right-to-left please.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="Photobucket" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/gaiden1_pg02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/gaiden1_pg02.jpg" border="0" height="274" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;Page 2&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="Photobucket" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/gaiden1_pg01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/gaiden1_pg01.jpg" border="0" height="274" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;Page 1&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Aww man, the fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="Photobucket" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/hnk_xell-ruru_colour_edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/hnk_xell-ruru_colour_edit.jpg" border="0" height="273" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first attmept at something fanservicey? Rather noob, but, heck, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="Photobucket" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/hnk_bakatrio_edit2.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/hnk_bakatrio_edit2.gif" border="0" height="399" width="274"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, is a rather ironical comparison to my real-life then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="1" border="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;Right-to-left again.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="Photobucket" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/74e3359c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/74e3359c.jpg" border="0" height="369" width="260"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;It is not my plot. Don't ask. =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-5250531114725484881?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5250531114725484881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=5250531114725484881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5250531114725484881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5250531114725484881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/07/nnk-forums-art.html' title='NNK Forums art'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-7609394385129620898</id><published>2007-07-18T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T03:18:48.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adhd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk'/><title type='text'>I don't get this lovey-emotion-thingy</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F7.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Yellowcard - Two weeks from Twenty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Gurren Lagann Episode 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; D.Gray Man Chapter 125&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Quote:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Tragically, as many as 9625 out of every 10,000 individuals may be neurotypical.&lt;/i&gt; - Institute for the Study of the Neurologically Typical&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is in love now and she cannot take it, cannot control herself anymore, cannot just ignore and must be attached to him, even if he is not a Christian. Weird feelings. BAAAHHHH. Neurotypicals. Pfftt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with a group of Japanese exchange students on Saturday. It was fun, especially treating them to Carrot Cake and Chin Chow at a hawker centre. They were like "what is this?" And I drew a carrot and grass for them. They went "wow". Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Singaporean guys should learn from the Japanese guys. Hide and Satoshi told me "You are very pretty". And being unused to being told this by another guy, I stoned for several seconds, before and bowing and saying "arigatou" profusely. =__= It is weird, because Singaporean guys never say that a girl is pretty unless they are going after them, whereas the Japanese guys do. And because of that, I have no idea how to react when being told I am pretty. =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide wanted to give me a small plushie rabbit too. I rejected it because I'm not used to presents either. (Okaayyy, I admit that I am shy!!) Damn me, was it rude to refuse it? Haha. Chinese have a custom of pushing presents: "you take lar" "no it's for you" &amp;mdash that bit I am very Chinese (despite language impairment). Not a fan of plush toys really. =PP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More art dayo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="372"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=58562894" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" flashvars="id=58562894" height="372"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bwwaah. Arm position is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="586"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="id=58179552" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://backend.deviantart.com/embed/view.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="450" flashvars="id=58179552" height="586"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-7609394385129620898?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7609394385129620898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=7609394385129620898&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/7609394385129620898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/7609394385129620898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-dont-get-this-lovey-emotion-thingy.html' title='I don&apos;t get this lovey-emotion-thingy'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-8811517670222347312</id><published>2007-06-25T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T18:05:02.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'>now and then</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F0.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; 周华健 - 江湖笑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Devil May Cry Episode 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Quote:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Forget about the impossible and throw reason away!!&lt;/i&gt; - Kamina, Gurren Lagann&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;THEN (2002)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. How old were you 5 years ago?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Where did you go to school?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presbyterian High School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Where did you work?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ; ___ ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Where did you live?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woodlands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Where did you hang out?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My BED. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Did you wear glasses?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Who were your best friends?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Sec 2, didn't have any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Who was your crush?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None? Or maybe I am lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. How many tattoos did you have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do bruises count? =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. How many piercings did you have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2, 1 for each ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. What car did you drive?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underaged. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. Had you had your heart broken?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo until kena broken, I think? I don't remember my Sec 2 self a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. Single/Taken/Married/Divorced?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single (duh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOW (2007)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. How old are you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Where do you work?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School (still). Freelancing once a while? =PP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Where do you live?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woodlands, and camping in school once a while (especially during my FYPJ next term).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Do you wear glasses?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeps, but I wear contacts once a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Who are your best friends?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CJ, Joan, Lychee, Hamster, Amirah, Yong Ming, Joyce. Mark, Paso and Anti, if I am allowed to include online friends (&amp;larr; computer addict)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Do you talk to your old friends?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeps, randomly when I feel like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. How many piercings do you have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*points to "then"*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. How many tattoos do u have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*points to "then"*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. What kind of car do you have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*points to "then"*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Has your heart been broken?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope =3 Too dense for anything to break it, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. Single/Taken/Married/Divorced/Bitter:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single, and waiting for a right Dragon Knight of God to appear. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-8811517670222347312?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8811517670222347312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=8811517670222347312&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8811517670222347312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8811517670222347312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/06/now-and-then.html' title='now and then'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-827458668981959137</id><published>2007-06-23T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T16:53:42.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'>blue wizard?</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F12.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; HIGH VOLTAGE - UNDERGROUND&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell sick yesterday, and thus didn't go for CGO that day. Rawr. It was the last day too. I wanted to hear Polygon Pictures talk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's not what I am here for. This is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wizards.com/magic/playmagic/whatcolorareyou.asp" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wizards.com/magic/images/whatcolor_isblue.jpg" style="border: thin dotted;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the Magic: The Gathering 'What Color Are You?' Quiz.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahaha that's true. Even if it's not how I act like. No wonder why &lt;a href="http://typelogic.com/istp.html" target="_blank"&gt;TypeLogic&lt;/a&gt; describes me as "Introverted Thinking" and "Extroverted Feeling". Ahh, by the way, anyone interested can take the &lt;a href="http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes2.asp" target="_blank"&gt;Jung Typology Test&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-827458668981959137?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/827458668981959137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=827458668981959137&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/827458668981959137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/827458668981959137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/06/blue-wizard.html' title='blue wizard?'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-8454019067701606423</id><published>2007-06-19T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T12:56:38.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirl'/><title type='text'>i met 3 gods today</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F11.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Within Temptation - Angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cgoverdrive.com/special/broadcast/" target="_blank"&gt;CG Overdrive 07&lt;/a&gt; Show Directory&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Square Enix Co. Ltd.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hashimoto Shinji - Corporate Executive (Producer of FF7AC)&lt;br /&gt;Nozue Takeshi - Co-director (CG Director, Co-director of FF7AC)&lt;br /&gt;Kuroda Toyokata - Supervising Technical Director (Body setup, Cloth simulation for FF7AC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/screens/CGO_gods_1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/screens/CGO_gods_2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cute thing is, they were so human lor. Wearing white T-shirt, black polo tees, jeans, white skull caps. Setting up their own booth, sticking up their posters on the booth with double-sided tape, sticking wrong, peeling it off, grumbling when they tore it a little. Drinking coke from vending machines, asking for packet green teas. So unlike all those stars who 走路有风, they don't need bodyguards, they thank you when you ask them for their signatures, they smile and laugh with you... they're like, so completely human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they look thinner in real life than in their photographs. Nozue-sama looks like he hasn't eaten for months. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met &lt;a href="http://artgerm.deviantart.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Stanley Lau&lt;/a&gt; too. He's so friendly!! And really tall. Siyin thinks he is handsome. We were looking at the imagine prime artbook (S$70), and he came and chat with us. And later at the end of the day, he waved at us and said goodbye!! So nice of him. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saru is thinking of Polygon Pictures. They are looking for Character Modelers who can Maya. Imagine, work in Japan, earn yen, change back to SGD, woot. Need to work on demo reel!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-8454019067701606423?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8454019067701606423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=8454019067701606423&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8454019067701606423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8454019067701606423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-met-3-gods-today.html' title='i met 3 gods today'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-1471668337832683878</id><published>2007-06-13T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T16:57:35.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>so i have been told i look like anime</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F7.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus - Face down (acoustic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Gurren Lagann Episode 11&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew this as self-caricature, anime-style, and I have been told it looks like me. Do I look that pretty/freaky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/forum/0e25cc6b.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blehhh my painting deteriorated. Ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the b/w version better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/forum/d8a21d6e.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do assignments until bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-1471668337832683878?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1471668337832683878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=1471668337832683878&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1471668337832683878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1471668337832683878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-i-have-been-told-i-look-like-anime.html' title='so i have been told i look like anime'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-8746362219574131978</id><published>2007-06-08T03:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T01:33:41.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nyp'/><title type='text'>i am tired</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F18.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; SFA - Rising Sun&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubeek came back from Europe. She liked the &lt;a href="http://jo-annie.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;new blogskin&lt;/a&gt; I made for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my drawing with pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like doing matte anymore. My eyes are going to bleed. I don't care, i'll just hand it in on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some lame crap game intro concept for my MG. Am using NNK's RP story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some lame crap lousy drawing. Screwy perspective, screwy pose, etcetera.  According to Pictor, she has "hollow eyes that pierce your entire being... and stare into your soul... bearing holes into you..." =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/forum/zhuque1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-8746362219574131978?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8746362219574131978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=8746362219574131978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8746362219574131978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8746362219574131978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-tired.html' title='i am tired'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-1251787106056775212</id><published>2007-06-04T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T21:04:21.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timothy'/><title type='text'>introducing: my kids~ ^ ^</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F2.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; m-flo loves MONKEY MAJIK - Picture Perfect Love&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I took care of them long enough, until I begin to think of them as my kids. I know Mum doesn't think that way. But anyway, I do. ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Mum told me not to mention the kid's names on my blog, but I don't like not referring to people by their names. So BWWAAA. Heck care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introduction then. We have 7 kids altogether, three with Autism, two with Intellectual Disability (Global Delay) and two with Down's Syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan - 7 - Down's Syndrome&lt;br /&gt;- My "favourite" na. =3 He hugs me a lot. He's quite cute and very spoilt. I concede defeat when it comes to him. (Yes, I just admitted that I am &lt;s&gt;cute and&lt;/s&gt; spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desirel - 10 - Global Delay&lt;br /&gt;- Another of my "favourite" bwaha. She pulls my hair a lot. But she's pretty obedient otherwise. ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezekiel - 6 - Autism&lt;br /&gt;- The amazing &lt;a href="http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/05/small-power.html" target="_blank"&gt;biter&lt;/a&gt;. But he's small, so he's easy to carry about. Justine always starts chanting "shi shi" when I carry him. Because once last time, when I carried him, then put him down, and then the next second, his pants became wet. O___O Omg, I almost kena lor!! Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Wei - 9? - Global Delay&lt;br /&gt;- His name is Shao Wei, but he has a lot of other names. I call him "Wei Wei" (he calls himself that too), Eric calls him "Fatty-fatty" (mwahahaha he is Eric's "favourite" &gt;.&lt;), and Yin Lei calls him "Xiao Shuai". No, seriously, he has a nice looking face. His stomach though, is BIG. So when he runs, it is hilarious to look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan - 8? - Autism&lt;br /&gt;- He loves drumming on things. He runs a lot too. Wait, actually, everyone runs a lot. He is one of Galvin's "favourite". =PP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua - 10? - Autism&lt;br /&gt;- Another of Galvin's "favourite". His English is good. None of them talks a lot, but when Joshua does talk, his grammar and pronounciation is flawless. It's funny when he says goodbye to people, because he doesn't talk to them, but rather reads their nametags. So he would take Galvin's nametag and say to it "GoodbyeUncleGalvinWidjaja". Ahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph - 7? - Down's Syndrome&lt;br /&gt;- A really small sized boy. He seems to be Bryan's best friend. Bryan absolutely loves him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, there a few new things that happened. The day started off with Mum and I going into Omega3. And we found Bryan clinging &lt;s&gt;like a leech&lt;/s&gt; to the levite who was holding the door open for the first service children to go out, and the second service children to come in. When we came, the she was like "Ahh, thank you..." (Poor her.) Bryan saw me and started squealing in joy and ran to hug me. Aww. Moments like these makes me feel that my being alive actually had a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time later, Joseph came. He was a boy that hadn't been around for like quite a few months, so his sudden appearance was a surprise. Bryan hugged him and refused to leave his side for the entire of worship. And like, wow, this is the first time I've seen Bryan actually participating during worship, jumping and dancing with the other neurotypical children. He was like holding Joseph's hand and making Joseph dance along with him. So cute lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, for some reason or another, I have no idea, but I ended up with Joshua for worship. O___O (Usually Galvin or Eric takes him, because he's older and needs a lot of strength.) Strangely, I found it easier than expected. Maybe I grew stronger. I held Joshua in front of me, both of us standing. And he is like sitting on my lap, and his hands (I have to hold them or he would bite his hands) were pulling at mine. Basically, his full body weight was almost on my legs and arms. Weeeeee, good training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For reason unknown once more, I had Jonathan for circle time (it's our teaching session, but it's kinda impossible to actually do any teaching with them). He kept running all over, and I kept giving chase. &gt;.&lt; He can't even hold a pencil properly, unlike the other children, so I really had to hold his hand and force him to do everything, from colouring to sticker-pasting to puzzle-fixing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we went back to Omega3 (circle time is in Omega2). Am I saw a scene which was so cute and sweet &lt;s&gt;and gay (oh crap too much influence from yaoi fangirls and crazy FY schoolmates)&lt;/s&gt;. Hmm, let's see, Joseph was sitting on the floor, and Bryan knelt down in front of him, and held Joseph's head with his hands, and put his face really close to his, and started to talk to him. It was really sweet. Innocent childhood na. If it were not for the fact that it appears one-sided at times: Joseph doesn't really respond. It is funny, how Bryan somehow knows that they are similar, and has chosen Joseph to be his best friend. SO CUTE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, while waiting for their parents to come and collect them, all the kids, neurotypical or not, happily ran wild about. (And as usual, my hair got pulled by Desirel.) Wei Wei started peeling off the masking tape markings on the floor, and a lot of other kids followed suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this kindergarten girl who managed to pull off a long stretch masking tape and had rolled it up to make a ball. She said hello to me, so I played with her, throwing the ball to her, and her throwing back. She's really adorable. I am not sure why, but at that moment, I felt something: I realised how different a neurotypical child is from those who are kids. She responds when you call her. She laughs at her mistakes (when she throws the ball off course). She can tell distance. She knows what her strength is. She talks. She comments on my actions. I don't know what I should feel, but I just sensed the gap there. Sad, I suppose? No, it shouldn't be that way. What...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Same as below. *copies and pastes* I only posted now, because I saved it as draft and was lazy to edit until now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-1251787106056775212?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1251787106056775212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=1251787106056775212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1251787106056775212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1251787106056775212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/06/introducing-my-kids.html' title='introducing: my kids~ ^ ^'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-6321715252254992191</id><published>2007-06-02T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T02:36:42.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk'/><title type='text'>New comp yay</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F18.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Youth Alive - Can't live a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Darker than Black Episode 09&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;One day, one glorious day,&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing your praises in the presences of angels.&lt;br /&gt;Until that glorious day,&lt;br /&gt;I give my life to you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saru is dead tired. So here's a brief recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, Late Morning - Lunch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had lunch with Joan and Meiyun and Joyce and Xueqi. I haven't talked a load of crap with the former three for such a looong time, due to their IAP, and it was fun being with them again. They're still in their usual, extremely horny and high state, and always treating me like a little girl still. -.- I enjoyed their company though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, Afternoon - Drawing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE HAD A HOT FEMALE MODEL!! Yesh, for once, a girl model. She has a very good figure, mwaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, Evening - Youth Alive RADICAL CONFERENCE 07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun!! I went with Yining to his church. I have never before been so appreciative of Max Pavilion. Their auditorium is as small as Omega3, the Timothy Club room. But their church, being small, are a bunch of really warm people. They have a homely feeling to it, kinda different from FCBC. (I still love my kids though.) If they were to go by the phrases that our church has (Go Deep, Look Far, Ask Big), they are probably at the "Go Deep" part now. That's good. ^ ^ I pray that God will bless their church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, Yining like dragged me to all of his cell members, and asked them, "How old you think she is?" And they all answered something along the lines of 14, 15, 16. No one guess that I am a third-year poly student. Ahh crap. Is that a good or a bad thing? Am I not suppose to behave that much like a child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, Night - New Computer!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay my new wife came when I was out!! (Earlier than expected.) The is like a damn big-ass 22-inch 1680x1050 pixels. Amazing crap. Love it. Fixed it until like 0300.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, Afternoon - Transferring files&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like spent the whole day transferring files from my ex-wife to my new one. In two 1GB USB Flash Drives. And what's worse was, the USB ports at the front weren't working, so I had to keep poking it in the back. Annoying like crap. But I played some Granado Espada. =DD And zomg, the graphics for Granado Espada on this comp and screen is like, God-like. I found out that my CPU tower has like, fives fans. Damn imba. (Pardon the use of gaming language.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the summary. I only posted now, because I saved it as draft and was lazy to edit until now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-6321715252254992191?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6321715252254992191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=6321715252254992191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6321715252254992191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6321715252254992191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-comp-yay.html' title='New comp yay'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-4732411268913919617</id><published>2007-05-24T04:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T01:54:39.369+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>first try at cell-shading~</title><content type='html'>KURAPICA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/d444d7da.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/d444d7da.jpg" border="0" width="439" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually used the photoshop pen tool ._. (&lt;-- is a hater of photoshop's pen tool) just the shading though. i did the lineart in illustrator (&lt;-- illustrator fan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i copied this from a screenshot of the hxh anime, off crunchyroll =___= i am amazed at how i managed to turn some really low quality small image into this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-4732411268913919617?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4732411268913919617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=4732411268913919617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/4732411268913919617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/4732411268913919617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/05/first-try-at-cell-shading.html' title='first try at cell-shading~'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-5438009918577058043</id><published>2007-05-22T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T15:12:37.016+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesson'/><title type='text'>i saw this on a sticker sold at Acts Lifestyle</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F2.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; E Jan - Do You Feel Like I Feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Hunter X Hunter Episode 27&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Luck is when God chooses to remain anonymous.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That must explain why Saru is always very lucky. ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another sticker that was very cute too. It read: &lt;i&gt;God, please help me to be the kind of person my dog thinks I am.&lt;/i&gt; Mwaha now I really wonder, what does Romie think of me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-5438009918577058043?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5438009918577058043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=5438009918577058043&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5438009918577058043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5438009918577058043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-saw-this-on-sticker-sold-at-acts.html' title='i saw this on a sticker sold at Acts Lifestyle'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-6306128211961786060</id><published>2007-05-20T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T01:12:05.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timothy'/><title type='text'>Small = Power</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F6.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Anberlin - We Dreamnt in Heist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Sisters of Wellber Episode 2&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a normal Sunday at church, but it is what I look forward to every week - playing with the special needs kids. ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I found out how small does not mean weak. Eric was wearing a jacket, and he got bitten by a 6-year-old boy with autism. And when he took off his jacket, WOAH we found the most interesting teeth marks on his arm. There was an open wound even!! And what was funny is, the boy is missing two front teeth - imagine how funny the teeth marks look. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously amazed at the strength of the kid's jaw. (He bit through the jacket!!) He is so small, yet his strength is monstrous. I didn't go without a take-home souvenir either: I got a scratch on my arm, from the same kid. &gt;.&lt; If it counts, I got molested by the same kid (yes, him again), the 7-year-old Down's Syndrome boy (&amp;larr; this guy is emo-king) and the global delay (intellectual disability) 10-year-old girl on several counts. =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children Ministry should cover our medical and protection fees. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The Down's Syndrome boy is really spoilt. He won't listen to me when I tell him to return the first aid kit he stole, he drops his worksheets and insists that I pick them up for him (no way I'll do that - bad habit), and if I scold him he turns away and ignores me. And when I go to look after another kid, the possessive bugger would give me a hug and pull me away. (As though he owns me... jealous. -.-) Like, fine, you want me to be with you, and yet you don't want to listen to me and want to boss me around... You good lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And I have a late blog entry for Wednesday. Scroll down if you want to read.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-6306128211961786060?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6306128211961786060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=6306128211961786060&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6306128211961786060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6306128211961786060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/05/small-power.html' title='Small = Power'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-8658064243459260402</id><published>2007-05-16T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T02:49:22.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk'/><title type='text'>first time eating claypot rice?</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F16.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; FictionJunction YUUKA - Yakusoku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Darker than Black Episode 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; One Piece 456&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had outdoor drawing lessons in Chinatown. And Mr Brian Hladin likes the sketches I drew of the David Club children last Sunday. XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, some who had drawing, a few who had FYPJ and two who had IA all trooped over to Outram Park MRT to eat at the Claypot Rice stall ran by Hamster's mum. 17 of us in total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is funny, but I've never eaten claypot rice before. I found it a little too salty. ~ _ ~ But I loved the chicken. =DD Ate a lot of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese people are really funny/weird. Because there were so many of us, we didn't want to let Hamster's mum treat all of us. And they refused to tell us how much the meal cost either. So we each forked out $3 and chased Hamster about trying to give her the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chased their whole family (two aunts plus one mother plus Hamster herself) trying to give them money. I've never seen people running away from money before. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Dad; &lt;blockquote&gt;Saru: If you own a food stall, and your kid comes bringing a group of his/her classmates over to eat, would you charge them?&lt;br /&gt;Dad: No I won't.&lt;br /&gt;Saru: Ehh??! Why?&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Because they are your friends arh.&lt;br /&gt;Saru: Ehh? I still don't get it...&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Well, they are your friends, so I would like to give them a treat.&lt;br /&gt;Saru: Ahh... Then if they keep wanting to give you money?&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Then as much as possible, I'll try to refuse them...&lt;br /&gt;Saru: Why?&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Maybe it's Chinese custom or for face reasons, but it isn't right to charge your friends because they're like guests...&lt;/blockquote&gt;Ahh oh no. Did we do something wrong to Hamster's family then? Chasing them around to give them money... ._. (It was fun playing catching like that though.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrhhh heck care. =3 Bwahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh. Speaking about Daddy. You can find his photo &lt;a href="http://www.familyfestival.sg/Speakers_Profile.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Rock bottom of the list. Looks quite retarded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-8658064243459260402?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/8658064243459260402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=8658064243459260402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8658064243459260402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/8658064243459260402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/05/first-time-eating-claypot-rice.html' title='first time eating claypot rice?'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-5822016907389693554</id><published>2007-05-13T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T15:12:55.809+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Mother</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F17.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Heartsdales - Shining&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late, but I cannot be bothered. Still posting anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fcbc.org.sg/images/indexfeature01022.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-5822016907389693554?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5822016907389693554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=5822016907389693554&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5822016907389693554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5822016907389693554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/05/mother.html' title='Mother'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-3846137072438660771</id><published>2007-05-07T16:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T15:13:19.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesson'/><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F0.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Hillsong - Mighty to Save&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;The LORD your God is with you,&lt;br /&gt;he is mighty to save.&lt;br /&gt;He will take great delight in you,&lt;br /&gt;he will quiet you with his love,&lt;br /&gt;he will rejoice over you with singing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;&amp;#12288;— Zephaniah 3:17 [NIV]&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I am in the drawing mood, &lt;a href="http://z14.invisionfree.com/Natsu_no_Koi/index.php?showtopic=1282" target="_blank"&gt;I am also in the spamming mood&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-3846137072438660771?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/3846137072438660771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=3846137072438660771&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/3846137072438660771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/3846137072438660771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/05/listening-hillsong-mighty-to-save-lord.html' title='-'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-2749171880821404127</id><published>2007-05-02T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T14:24:01.945+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>i swear that</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F5.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Kawaragi Shiho - Shun&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL MAKE MYSELF A NEW BLOGSKIN~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's a resolution. I'm drawing it now. Will be rendering in illustrator. =3 I am writing here so I don't forget about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-2749171880821404127?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2749171880821404127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=2749171880821404127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/2749171880821404127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/2749171880821404127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-swear-that.html' title='i swear that'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-5466767960036690036</id><published>2007-04-29T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T15:57:46.757+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timothy'/><title type='text'>I guess Lee Yeung is sort of right,</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F11.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Mitsumune Shinkichi - Atatakana Kokoro&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when he said "&lt;a href="http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-should-be-kindergarten-school.html" target="_blank"&gt;you should be a kindergarten school teacher&lt;/a&gt;". I'm not teaching in a kindergarten, but working with the kids at church is something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I've been kicked, clawed, hugged, boxed, bitten, wrestled and glomped. Interesting, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things I learnt over this few weeks: &lt;blockquote&gt;01. &lt;i&gt;Who cares a crap about democracy?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no such thing as them saying "no" when asking them to pick up their stuffs. It is "you MUST pack up". We're a bunch of autocratic authoritarians. Obey our orders, we who are God's appointed over you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. &lt;i&gt;Throw grammar away.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody understands our English. Perfect English always results in long sentences. Things like "You eat, you stand" and "Good sitting" and "Good colouring" is fine. Any sentence longer than that, and they'll get distracted and not listen anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. &lt;i&gt;Wrestling is a good sport.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesh it seriously is. Especially with the autistic boys. My arm strength has increased significantly. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. &lt;i&gt;Pick on those who are weaker.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Sounds terrible, but that's the truth. I can't fight the older autistic boys--I'll be owned. The new autistic boy who just came in is small, so I can fight him. But the weak are not that weak. The autistic boy bit me (there was a bruise on my wrist for a day), the girl with ID pulled my hair and the down's syndrome boy smacked/clawed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. &lt;i&gt;Hugs are the all-cure elixir.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kid with down's syndrome cried today. Both he and the girl wanted to carry the giant puzzle box, but the girl took it first and went off. He cried. -.- And refused to move even after only the two of us were left in the room. In the end, after some coaxing, I gave him a hug and carried/hugged him back to the main room. Heavy~~~ But he's small, so yea, it's not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mweeheh, that's what I like about them. They're really simple to understand. If a normal person emos, I would have to think of how to make him/her feel better. But if it's one of the special need kids, give them a hug, and all issues are resolved. Not just him, but everyone one of them too. They listen for a while when you hug them. Now, if only a normal person would just cheer up the moment you hug them, then I wouldn't have so much problem thinking of things to say when my friends emo. I could just hug them.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Linda says I'm allowed to stay with the special needs kids~!! (There was a possibility that I would be assigned to the normal kids, but she let me stay where I was.) XDD Saru is happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-5466767960036690036?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5466767960036690036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=5466767960036690036&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5466767960036690036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5466767960036690036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-guess-lee-yeung-is-sort-of-right.html' title='I guess Lee Yeung is sort of right,'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-5192867263009611316</id><published>2007-04-27T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T04:00:47.989+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes'/><title type='text'>visual dna dayo~</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F19.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Tackey &amp; Tsubasa - Crazy Rainbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Claymore Episode 3&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal"  enableJavaScript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf"  quality="best" bgcolor="#3D3932" width="340"  height="240" name="widget" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"  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&lt;div style="text-align:center; width:340px;height:25px;margin-top:0px; border-top:1px solid rgb(150,150,150);background-color:rgb(0,0,0);padding:5px 0 0 0; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=252500-4d82&amp;srv=iwebcl4" target="_blank" style="color:rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;color:#cccccc"&gt;&amp;trade;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;a href="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/" style="color:rgb(255,255,255)" target="_blank"&gt;Get your own VisualDNA&amp;trade;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got this from bubeek's blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-5192867263009611316?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5192867263009611316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=5192867263009611316&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5192867263009611316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5192867263009611316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/visual-dna-dayo.html' title='visual dna dayo~'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-5125985671312200824</id><published>2007-04-22T09:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T14:30:37.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>emotes of Xi</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="-2"&gt;(Since the old NNK forums closed, I am on an uploading spree of my very old drawings.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="Photobucket" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/expressions1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/expressions1.jpg" border="0" height="400" width="257"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="Photobucket" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/expressions2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/expressions2.jpg" border="0" height="400" width="257"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="Photobucket" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/expressions3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/Drawings/expressions3.jpg" border="0" height="264" width="300"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-5125985671312200824?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/5125985671312200824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=5125985671312200824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5125985671312200824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/5125985671312200824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/05/emotes-of-xi.html' title='emotes of Xi'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-1015543529949376823</id><published>2007-04-16T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T00:34:11.459+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timothy'/><title type='text'>second day at timothy club</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F11.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; SoundTeMP - Amaranth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; 1 Corinthians 12: 7 [CEV]&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Spirit has given each of us a special way of serving others.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, that was the verse my cell leader showed me. So that I won't keep the visions He gave me to myself. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to serve at the church's children ministry during 2nd service. Two words: DAMN FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children ministry consists of 3 divisions, which they call: David Club (18 months to 4 years old), Timothy Club (K1 to K2 and Primary 1 to 3, 5 to 9 years old)) and Barnabas Club (Primary 4 to 6, 10 to 12 years old). I stuck with the special children this week. It was fun being with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, the one who I was with most of the time was a girl with intellectual disability (in short, it is called ID). The first time you meet her, you would think that she is quite normal: She is adorable, sweet-looking (very sweet), responsive, polite, helpful and such. She seems completely different from the rest of the boys there. And yes, she is the only girl amongst the group of special children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But her main problem is this, she isn't as smart, is slow in learning, and she can get bullied easily. I noticed that she had a problem fixing very simple puzzles. She would also ignore you whenever she is ask an open-ended question: any question that requires her to express what she thinks. Though, she answers yes/no questions very promptly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another boy with ID, who always bullies her. (He doesn't know what he does is called bullying though.) He would pinch her cheeks, press her head in between his palms, poke her face, pull her ears and so on. (Thank goodness, nothing physically harmful.) Yet she does not respond to him at all. She would just continue whatever she is doing--just standing or sitting there or talking to him and letting him do whatever he wants to her. Whenever we catch him doing that, we scold him and make him apologize to her. He does so after a while, but as usual, there is no response from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum tells me that her parents insist on sending her to normal school. There, the kids would always shout at her and push and hit her because she is easy to bully. And she doesn't know that it is wrong for people to do that to her so she doesn't defend herself. That is the reason why we don't put her with normal kids in church--she is slow, and would lag behind in absorbing information, and the other children would either scold or isolate her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the boy with ID, I am going to say that he is one of the most self-obsessed, ego-maniacal kid I've ever met. During colouring session, he was the first to finish colouring his picture. (Actually, none of them could colour properly. They are all colouring worse than what other children their age are capable of.) Then, he would turn the paper around and start drawing a face. When asked: "Who is that?" He would say his own name. He drew another picture, and says that is himself too. Everything he draws is himself. He is the only person he ever draws. O__O Fantastic ego, isn't it? To top that, he is extremely greedy and kiasu, grabbing several colour pencils at a time during colouring session, grabbing a whole handful of twisties to eat at a go and so on. Greedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, I have a feeling that his self-esteem stems from his water bottle. He clings to it most of the time. Getting him to obey you is a simple task of taking his water bottle while he misplaces it somewhere and telling him, "If you don't listen, I will throw away your water bottle" or if he still has it, you can put your hand on the bottle and say, "If you don't listen, I will take your water bottle away". And after that, whatever you say, he listens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, these two are completely easy to look after when compared to the autistic boys. The first one I was assigned to look after (because Galvin wasn't around yet) is very active. His senses are haywire, especially to touch. He would often sit and start drumming on the floor or chair with his hands. When I tried to get him to sit down and stop running about, he would giggle, hold my hands to put them on his chest and lean back on me. (I grab him from behind.) He is small, so I can easily push him back and make him sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told not to let him or any of the boys get too physically close. They can cling all they want to the guy helpers, but not the girl helpers. Right now at their age, they don't know that it isn't right for them to hug females and they do that unreservedly, but it would be bad for them if they were to carry their habits to their teenage years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got him to sit, he kept taking my hands and putting them on his face, making them move all over his face. Damn I was so scared I would poke his eyeballs out. His sense of touch is off, so he must have liked hands on his face very much. Half a minute later, he threw my hands off his, got up, and ran around laughing. Near the &lt;i&gt;sound equipment&lt;/i&gt;. (Electricity and wires, oh joy.) When I caught up, he ran to the back of the room and lied down. I couldn't get him up, because he took my out-stretched hands to cover his face again. (OMG OMG eyeballs eyeballs!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness, I was rescued by Justine. She shows him small placards and said to him, "Look, look, STAND." The card had a picture a figure standing, like the male toilet sign. He saw it and stood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another boy with autism. He is very active/violent. I watched a lot of wrestling matches between him and Galvin. Getting him to sit still was a challenge. He kept on taking off his sticker-nametag and pasting it everywhere. When my adorable little girl with ID got pasted on, she tried to paste it back on him, and got kicked. O_o I was like: ZOMG you kicked a girl!! ; ___ ; As usual, she didn't care, and went back to paste his nametag back on him anyway. Yea, he has a habit of using his feet a lot. Thank goodness, everywhere he goes, he would kick off his sandals. He doesn't like having them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed, that he is very good at fixing puzzles. He finished a hard one (hard for children his age) very fast. He gets pretty selfish though, and he doesn't know how to share the toys. My poor girl... ; ___ ; There was once where he wanted the whole box of stationery, and the special needs specialist refused to give it to him. So he tried to bite her. And when she didn't let him bite her, he started biting himself. Super placard to the rescue. (It says "NO BITING", and has a picture of a mouth with teeth, and a cross over it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting him to share was funny. He had a whole box of twisties. So we thought we would try to teach him how to share by asking him for it. He would ignore all requests at first, and after some persuasion, he would hand ONE solo twistie to the asker. It was the smallest twistie he could find. =x Ahh oh wells. A mini tiny one is better than none--it is a start is learning to share. ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt my lesson with autistic boys: let the guy helpers handle them. Females don't have the strength to wrestle them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*scrolls up* Wahhh so long. Finishing already~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One activity which I found interesting was the blanket one. We would have all the children sit together in the center, then spread a huge light blue bedsheet over them, with us helpers holding the sides of it. Like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/blog/eee2691e.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we would sing them songs, and at the same time, move the bedsheet up and down. So the kids would have this blue sky over them that keep flowing up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, it puzzles me as to why we were doing this. It seems that the children look forward to blanket time every session. Then I realized that the children were relaxed. They kept still, even those with autism, as they stare at the bedsheet go up and down above them, touching it with glee every time it came down low enough for them to touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, it is something which calms them down. Because most of these children are soloist who don't know how to play with other children, this is the only time where you can actually seat them together, close to each other, without a wrestling match going on. There, they can actually talk to each other (about the bedsheet). Usually, each one bothers with his own business and none care for interacting with each other at all (with the exception of the girl). Unless they are fighting over food or colour pencils, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm that should be all that I have to share. Dinner time now~!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-1015543529949376823?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1015543529949376823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=1015543529949376823&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1015543529949376823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1015543529949376823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/second-day-at-timothy-club.html' title='second day at timothy club'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-6097396867115927978</id><published>2007-04-07T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T23:39:16.926+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>nakama . rivals . clients</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F0.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Anberlin - Alexithymia&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people that you interact with in your life can be classified into three categories: &lt;i&gt;nakama&lt;/i&gt;, rivals and clients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nakama&lt;/i&gt;s are people whom you like a lot. And you play and work together with them and like being with them. Rivals are people who you compete against, and who annoy you a lot. Some times, a &lt;i&gt;nakama&lt;/i&gt; can become a rival, and a rival can become a &lt;i&gt;nakama&lt;/i&gt;, it is vicey-versa. Clients are people whom you feel nothing for, but you have no choice but to interact with them. You have no qualms about acting as someone you are not, and just behave like how they want you to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gomen dayo~ Saru was emo for about an hour today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-6097396867115927978?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/6097396867115927978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=6097396867115927978&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6097396867115927978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/6097396867115927978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/04/nakama-rivals-clients.html' title='&lt;i&gt;nakama&lt;/i&gt; . rivals . clients'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-2359279596442821503</id><published>2007-03-23T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T01:33:30.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sp3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nyp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minor'/><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F0.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; S.F.A. - Esa Promesa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Code Geass Episode 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading:&lt;/b&gt; Hunter X Hunter Volume 10&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally done with SP3!! It's not very good, but it's passable. I am satisfied with a pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for Minor Project! At least it is something that I like: 3D Modeling. XDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-2359279596442821503?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2359279596442821503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=2359279596442821503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/2359279596442821503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/2359279596442821503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/listening-s.html' title='-'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-7749875621648741639</id><published>2007-03-04T04:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T04:04:29.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adhd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk'/><title type='text'>"You should be a kindergarten school teacher"</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F7.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Kubota Osamu - Aria de Coimbra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Playing:&lt;/b&gt; Granado Espada (Closed Beta)&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, that was what Lee Yeung said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No no no no no Saru doesn't want that!! I want my own kids, not other people's kids. No no no no no~~~ But then Yong Ming said that if that were the case, all the kids would probably go missing or something. So they decided I'll be better off owning a pet shop since animals can be put in cages whereas kids can't be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I found was most strange was that, he said "You have a certain kind of love that is different from other people and others around you can feel it as well."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O___O Saru doesn't know what love is!! I can't tell the difference between liking Romie (dog) and liking Yong Ming (classmate, 师父). And liking Lao Pa (father) and liking Lee Yeung (classmate, advisor). Hmm okay maybe I respect Lao Pa a lot more, and disturb him a lot more as well. Though well, I do know that there are different levels of "like", different levels of "closeness" and different levels of "respect". Like my "like" level for Ant (sister) is the maximum high, but my "closeness" level with Lao Ma is higher than that of Ant's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I protest and say: "Nooo~~ I don't know how to love one~" Daryl (or was it Lee Yeung? I forgot na) says: "&lt;i&gt;You&lt;/i&gt; don't know how to love. 废话！！" Mweeh. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, it is strange, don't you think? That I am seen as "showing love" even though I don't know anything about it at all. When I say that, I mean that if I am to be separated from the people I like a lot, I wouldn't mind at all. It feels bad, like I am lying, when I meet somebody I haven't seen for a long time and I say that "I miss you" because I don't. Though, I'll be happy to play and laugh and talk with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that the way people treat me resembles the way I treat Romie. Like: &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Romie is useless and can do nothing. Same for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Romie and tags me about everywhere and if I stay up late (like now) he stays up too. Saru follows friends around if they want they company.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Romie doesn't betray people. Saru doesn't... well at least I can't think of any incident. My memory gets wonky often, so I won't know.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;If Romie is happy, he shows it; if he is sad he shows it. Same as Saru. Saru is too lazy to bother to bother acting happy if I am pissed off.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;People will like Romie and play cuddle him even though Romie hasn't done anything for them. Uweeahhh people play with me too. Especially Joyce. And I play with people too. XDD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Romie trusts people and accepts them for what they are like. Saru too. I know CJ and Lee Yeung and Ham all tell me that LS is just acting so that we would let her off or something, but somehow... Neh, I don't believe it. Not like I don't trust them though, just that I don't wanna doubt LS.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that I am not like Romie though, is that I am a lot less emotionally sensitive than he is. Romie can tell when a person is happy (and be playful), when a person is angry (and flee) and when a person is sad (he will stay beside them and be quiet). Saru is too stupid to sense that. Romie also misses me when I am away for a few days, and he wouldn't eat breakfast or dinner properly for that few days. Stupid dog na. If I die before him, he'll die the following week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it is late. I shall go and sleep now!! LaoPa is bringing us all the Waraku to eat later after church!! XDD Yayness. I've been waiting for that for months. ^ ^ Mweehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-7749875621648741639?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/7749875621648741639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=7749875621648741639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/7749875621648741639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/7749875621648741639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-should-be-kindergarten-school.html' title='&quot;You should be a kindergarten school teacher&quot;'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-4600200051395025457</id><published>2007-03-04T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T01:33:20.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sp3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nyp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sp4'/><title type='text'>the end of SP4 signifies the start of SP3</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F2.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; refio+Shimotsuki Haruka - Hachimitsu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; The Place Promised in our Early Days&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay SP4 went on well!! Mr Eugene liked our animation a lot, his eyes were so big during the presentation, they were bigger than Joan's. He loved the concept, saying it was very original and so on. Ham's uploading it to yousendit to send it me soon, so i'll upload the link here soon too. (&lt;a href="http://www.yousendit.com/download/YTY5TXRRUzhrWTk1VEE9PQ" target="_blank"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; you go.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we would get an "A" for SP4!! If we do, that would be the first time I get an "A" for a Studio Project. It'll be so nice na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Mr Jacques after our assessment, telling him that LS didn't contribute much, and asking for him to look into the matter. It was strange though, that the one who was most fired up about telling Mr Jacques LS to bring justice to us - Cheryl, got so nervous in the middle of talking to him that she completely forgot what she wanted to say and Saru had to continue for her. (She told Saru beforehand what she want to say na.) Mr Jacques just nodded his usual cheerful and and was like "Hmm sure!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My IAP is batch 4, meaning it would be during the November to January period. That means that my FYPJ would be batch 3, from August to October. And that I'll be taking my  academic modules first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my Academic semester, I'll have to complete my SP3 which I failed, and my Minor Project. The dateline for SP3 is 21 March, the dateline for Minor is 23 April. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't have as much time for Minor as everyone else would have because of my SP3. ; ___ ; But Saru will pass SP3!! Hamster is really nice to me, she says that if I need any help for SP3, she would help. Mweehee. &gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of making a cat and monkey fight each other for SP3. It was inspired by my convo with Cheryl about Joyce and myself. Ahahahaha. &lt;blockquote&gt;Ghost Hunt says:&lt;br /&gt;erm&lt;br /&gt;Ghost Hunt says:&lt;br /&gt;joyce bites?&lt;br /&gt;[jo] Now for SP3!! says:&lt;br /&gt;dunno&lt;br /&gt;[jo] Now for SP3!! says:&lt;br /&gt;whenever i come on msn and she see me&lt;br /&gt;[jo] Now for SP3!! says:&lt;br /&gt;she will go BITE BITE BITE&lt;br /&gt;[jo] Now for SP3!! says:&lt;br /&gt;and i go KICK KICK KICK&lt;br /&gt;Ghost Hunt says:&lt;br /&gt;wow&lt;br /&gt;[jo] Now for SP3!! says:&lt;br /&gt;she is kamineko after all&lt;br /&gt;Ghost Hunt says:&lt;br /&gt;neko n saru dun go 2gether i guess&lt;br /&gt;[jo] Now for SP3!! says:&lt;br /&gt;and you know kamineko always bites sakaki&lt;br /&gt;Ghost Hunt says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;[jo] Now for SP3!! says:&lt;br /&gt;but joyce always plays with me&lt;br /&gt;[jo] Now for SP3!! says:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost Hunt says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;[jo] Now for SP3!! says:&lt;br /&gt;rawr what is so funny?&lt;br /&gt;Ghost Hunt says:&lt;br /&gt;nt&lt;br /&gt;Ghost Hunt says:&lt;br /&gt;i cannot image&lt;br /&gt;Ghost Hunt says:&lt;br /&gt;neko n saru play&lt;br /&gt;Ghost Hunt says:&lt;br /&gt;or neko PLAY with saru&lt;br /&gt;Ghost Hunt says:&lt;br /&gt;giggle*&lt;br /&gt;[jo] Now for SP3!! says:&lt;br /&gt;she can bite my tail and swing me around&lt;br /&gt;Ghost Hunt says:&lt;br /&gt;O.o&lt;br /&gt;[jo] Now for SP3!! says:&lt;br /&gt;and i can pinch her whiskers&lt;br /&gt;Ghost Hunt says:&lt;br /&gt;=___= that is so not playing&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing another entry in a while!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-4600200051395025457?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/4600200051395025457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=4600200051395025457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/4600200051395025457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/4600200051395025457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/03/end-of-sp4-signifies-start-of-sp3.html' title='the end of SP4 signifies the start of SP3'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-1385240259052712967</id><published>2007-02-26T07:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T01:33:06.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nyp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sp4'/><title type='text'>An SMS</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F9.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; HITOMI - Stories&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sms-ed Cheryl and Hamster saying: &lt;blockquote&gt;; _ ; LS sms-ed me sounding so cheerful and nice and normal... My conscience is pricking.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamster replied: &lt;blockquote&gt;RAWR&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Will update this post with Cheryl's reply.) Okay, Cheryl didn't reply.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-1385240259052712967?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/1385240259052712967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=1385240259052712967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1385240259052712967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/1385240259052712967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/sms.html' title='An SMS'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-2734206232338135315</id><published>2007-02-24T04:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T01:32:57.013+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nyp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sp4'/><title type='text'>I like my voice when I just wake up. It sounds retarded.</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F18.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; ALI PROJECT - Baragoku Otome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; My crap-o-la playblasts of Scene 3&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No the title doesn't have anything to do with what I am here to rant about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just that yesterday morning, I woke up with a funny voice, sounding the same as the voice I had on Sunday morning. Ant says it sounds whiney. Lao Pa says it sounds like my body is walking whilst my soul is in bed. And Lao Ma says it was act-cute-till-pukable. But it just sounds very funny to me. I wish I could record it, and then play it to myself when my voice is normal and laugh about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today (or rather: this week), Saru finally understood why Lee Yeung dislikes LS so much. ~@#$%^&amp;* Saru will write in point form. &lt;ol type="1"&gt;&lt;li&gt;She scolds me for msn-ing, both Cheryl and I for going on headphones with music, but she herself opens a safari window for online shopping.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;She spends an hour whining at Cheryl to take over her scene, claiming she sucks at 3D animation, and that my rig sucks. While it is true that my rig sucks, but, if Cheryl can do it, why can't she? (Besides, whose rig doesn't suck?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yesterday, there was a briefing for students who are selected to go the the interview to stay at Gobelins (Paris). When Mr Eugene said that Gobelins needed Character Animators, Hamster heard her say: "Oh, I love character animation!" WTH.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Obviously she CAN do animation. She is the TOP STUDENT, for goodness sake.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;She can really slack. On thursdays, her schedule was: 9am breakfast. 11am late breakfast. 3pm lunch. 6pm dinner. 9pm supper. And according to Hamster, each time she goes out for a meal, it would be for an hour.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;She has an even lower EQ than I do. She comes back after the 1.5hr dinner, then bugs us with "You guys show Jacques the animation?" &lt;i&gt;"Yea."&lt;/i&gt; "Why never call me??!!" &lt;i&gt;"What for? You didn't animate any scenes."&lt;/i&gt; "Awww..... Still must call me what, I want to know what you guys are doing..." &lt;i&gt;"You didn't do animation, so even if you see sometimes your comments won't work."&lt;/i&gt; "What did Jacques say then?" &lt;i&gt;"A few changes, that's all."&lt;/i&gt; "What kinda changes?" &lt;i&gt;"Minor changes."&lt;/i&gt; "Like what kind lar?" &lt;i&gt;"Erm you expect us to tell you that the butt is supposed to shift right instead of left?"&lt;/i&gt; Like for goodness sake, the 3 of us are FRIGGIN' TIRED already.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;After that, she looked through Cheryl's Scene 2 and asks "Where is my walk cycle?! Why did you redo it?!" &lt;i&gt;"Because yours had something wrong.&lt;/i&gt; "No it was okay!! Weilun looked through and says it was good!!" "You replaced my walk, and I feel like I have wasted my time animating it..." &lt;i&gt;"It didn't fit in with the scene......"&lt;/i&gt; "Why not?! Weilun says can one!!" And after that, Hamster and I couldn't take it anymore, and left the room, abandoning Cheryl to the claws of the evil one. -.-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;That same day, all she had to do was to do a poster. She kept asking Hamster a lot of things, as though she is lazy to used her own brain. And she couldn't even finish it within that day. She behaved as though whatever she was doing was a big deal, when I could do whatever she did in 3 hours, Cheryl in an hour, Hamster in 15 minutes. (Cheryl is fast because she is good at being ultra cheapo, and Hamster herself is the queen of 2D.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yesterday morning, she complained and nagged to Hamster about the two of us being late. (I came at 12, Cheryl came at 1.) Hamster said she felt like telling her that, "They are late because they are tired. You are the reason why they are so exhausted lor. They stayed over the day before to cover up for your work leh." And she kept distracting Hamster by talking about the things she see online shopping, and other pointless talk. Hamster was on the verge of insanity. She was damn relieved when I came. XDD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, what LS is doing is upsetting the rest of our group. Cheryl was boiling in anger for the most of the time - Hamster and I prevented her from blowing her top off at LS, for the sake of our project, telling her she can do so after our presentation. Hamster keeps teetering to keep a sound mind to prevent herself going mad. I get annoyed by her, and I don't like to see Cheryl and Hamster feeling the way they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, as the leader, I &lt;s&gt;was forced&lt;/s&gt; had to make the decision about what to do with her. So I decided that we would just keep our peace and write the credits ACCORDING TO EACH PERSON'S WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LS annoyed me again. I talked to Lee Yeung to cool off. It feels comfortable to talk to Lee Yeung na. Saru wants a big brother like him. And Yong Ming can be my &lt;s&gt;pet&lt;/s&gt; little brother. Whaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neeways, I told Lee Yeung what happened, and he told what me what's going on. LS finally feels a litttle isolated from the three of us, so she approaches me to ask what if she has done anything wrong, that she knew she was mean by shouting at us, and if there is anything she can do to help. Lee Yeung says that is her pattern: Only when there's nothing left for her to do because she has pushed away all her share of work, she will start to realize that her team members are avoiding her (because we are unhappy about her, duh), and of all the people to approach, she would look for because I am the softest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And truth be told, I would have been swayed to feel sorry, had Lee Yeung not told me that. -.- I was the last person in the group (if not, the whole animation cohort who know her well enough) to know this ugly side of her. Cheryl and Lee Yeung are always telling me, "She take advantage of you you also dunno! You must learn!! Cannot always be so blur!!" Now Saru gets what they mean. ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is strange though, that she doesn't even know what she did to make us flee from her like plague. Saru is like that too na. I wouldn't know what I did was wrong and would ask people to explain. But what is funny is that whatever Saru asks, people would be patient and nice enough to explain it to me. No one feels like explaining anything to LS though. I wonder why. I wanted to explain too, but I was scared to say anything wrong. And then it'll make her dwell on the matter and we won't get any work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm to sum up the matter, LS is: super selfish, uber slacker, the epitome of low EQ with the most rock bottom of self-awareness. (At least Saru is self-aware, I know I am naive and etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, Mr Jacques gave me a pack of Raspberry sweets today!! Because offered him a sweet, and he saw the whole pack I had on my table and say "Oohhh so you like sweets a lot!" Then he went back to his office and got a pack of sweets for me. So sweet of him na. ^ ^ The pack had french words on it, and he said they came from Canada. The sweets are french-canadian, just like he is!! XDD Funny thing is, when I tell everyone the sweets are from Jacques, every single one had the same response "Are you sure they are not poisoned?" Bwahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on an annoying record, I have been asked the same question THREE TIMES this month. It must be because of Valentine's Day. "How come you don't have a boyfriend yet? You're very cute what." =____= DO I LOOK LIKE THE SORT WHO WOULD SURELY HAVE A BOYFRIEND??!!! Zomg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-2734206232338135315?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/2734206232338135315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=2734206232338135315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/2734206232338135315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/2734206232338135315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-like-my-voice-when-i-just-wake-up-it.html' title='I like my voice when I just wake up. It sounds retarded.'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32569391.post-117147555106292073</id><published>2007-02-15T01:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T01:32:43.022+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nyp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sp4'/><title type='text'>Camp. Yay.</title><content type='html'>=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/faces/F10.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening:&lt;/b&gt; Onmyouza - Kouga Ninpou Chou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching:&lt;/b&gt; Cheryl's playblast of SP4 scene1&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm camping in school today. LS has fallen asleep already. Cheryl's animating the first scene. Hamster's at home since her dad doesn't allow her to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Saru's rigging. Yesh, my MSN nick says: rigging and paint weight are both evil. Lychee's says: And SP4 is the root of all evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it has been fun though! ^ ^ My body likes the adrenaline produced by stress. XDD And I have formed a close personal bond with the mac. It is now refered to as "MY comp". Mwaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been &lt;s&gt;given the role of&lt;/s&gt; sabotaged into being the leader. But my group is a cool group, most of the time they are worried that they're not doing enough, so it's easy to assign tasks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rig really slow. Three times over. First time due to forgetting to unwrap. Second and third due to an extra joint. Fourth time I had the (very wonderful) Jacques teach me, so I got it right. But no one screams at me or complain since they all can't rig. I'm the only one who knows how to rig/paint weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Cheryl's watching anime. Her turn to rest too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work now. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32569391-117147555106292073?l=martianunicorn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/feeds/117147555106292073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32569391&amp;postID=117147555106292073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/117147555106292073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32569391/posts/default/117147555106292073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martianunicorn.blogspot.com/2007/02/camp-yay.html' title='Camp. Yay.'/><author><name>Martia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05973153543699905961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/martianunicorn/shop/seed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
