<?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-32071040</id><updated>2011-09-26T17:43:32.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`A place to really be myself.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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dew is settling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I stood in the centre for a moment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fully absorbing the defiance that could not be done at any other times of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then feared the sudden emergence of wild boars,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and how I had to run a zigzag manner like the stories said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A black cat startled me, as I did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It only pains me to think about the separation that awaits us all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These few months, weeks, days (minutes?) that are left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When else can this gathering of amazing people meet together as a group in the future?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These thoughts flood my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A taxi cab returning a party boy home disrupts my thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are replaced with new ones:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will I become like him one day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will my friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It pains my head, and I retreat to the solitude that is my desk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything happens for a reason, I reminded myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What amount of destiny had it taken for me to get here; for us all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will we ever stop to think back of these moments?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About how we've dwindled them away?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Save me from drowning in the sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8oznsaAxF1qauxb6o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;You were there for summer dreamin';&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;and you are a friend indeed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-2149615652218215158?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/2149615652218215158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=2149615652218215158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2149615652218215158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2149615652218215158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2011/09/lonely-5am-nights.html' title='The lonely 5am nights.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-3777983608424020460</id><published>2011-09-15T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T20:48:20.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We try to run.</title><content type='html'>Could it be painful to see your friends taking photos with new friends on Facebook?&lt;div&gt;Those "new friends" used to be you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You used to stand in that same position and do the nonsense that they do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a sad but sure sign that you are drifting apart, like repulsive magnets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like tectonic plates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you can't help it, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The envy you feel is a sign of your selfishness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aren't we all selfish?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm not comfortable with how this story ends;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;we were lovers, now we are not even friends.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-3777983608424020460?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/3777983608424020460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=3777983608424020460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/3777983608424020460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/3777983608424020460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-try-to-run.html' title='We try to run.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-6633044967445091393</id><published>2011-09-09T16:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T20:48:40.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You still hurt me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Can I come over?&lt;/div&gt;We'll be the best of friends.&lt;div&gt;We'll never shut each other out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll laugh at all the silly mistakes we've made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll have the world at the palms of our hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll share the regrets we've had to bear all our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll make our walls tumble down without a fight, without a sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll gaze at the moon as it turns from gibbous to full.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll see the importance of living life to the fullest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll know the true meaning of companionship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll talk all through the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll be the best of friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Won't you come over?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JIkSp5XvjnA/TmnQ4DD1jEI/AAAAAAAAATs/rAHod-WO-So/s320/Fence.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650276868825648194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm not comfortable with how we never talk;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;and I've missed you since you've gone out for that walk.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-6633044967445091393?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/6633044967445091393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=6633044967445091393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6633044967445091393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6633044967445091393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-still-hurt-me.html' title='You still hurt me.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JIkSp5XvjnA/TmnQ4DD1jEI/AAAAAAAAATs/rAHod-WO-So/s72-c/Fence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-3610533133646204732</id><published>2011-09-05T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T00:28:03.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A place to rest my head.</title><content type='html'>12.25am, Economics tutorial at hand, Lush 99.5FM playing in the background, fan whirling above my head, mixed fruit + mangosteen juice, solitude in hall, ...&lt;br /&gt;and great zen is found :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-3610533133646204732?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/3610533133646204732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=3610533133646204732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/3610533133646204732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/3610533133646204732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2011/09/place-to-rest-my-head.html' title='A place to rest my head.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-5610475967496964304</id><published>2011-08-10T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T23:37:10.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just want to sleep forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OtdwRRXzrjQ/TkKlhGo5aQI/AAAAAAAAATk/mT6yPjDIl6A/s1600/3913732579_e5b67548c5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OtdwRRXzrjQ/TkKlhGo5aQI/AAAAAAAAATk/mT6yPjDIl6A/s320/3913732579_e5b67548c5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639251671557695746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you like a stained shirt misses its original brilliance.&lt;div&gt;I miss you and I see bits of you in every other thing I see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you more than what's good for me.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you for what I could be with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you as much as a broken record thirsts for new tracks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you but I don't know you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-5610475967496964304?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/5610475967496964304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=5610475967496964304' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-6966361803588151935</id><published>2011-05-26T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T11:30:38.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You.</title><content type='html'>You are the love of my life.&lt;div&gt;You are venom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the bane of my existence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are perfection,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the Forbidden Fruit - embodiment of all desire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are brilliance,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the light that steals my vision of anything else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my every breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.faqs.org/photo-dict/photofiles/list/3472/4610hearts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-6966361803588151935?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/6966361803588151935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=6966361803588151935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6966361803588151935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6966361803588151935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2011/05/you.html' title='You.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-8931656143754500993</id><published>2011-05-05T13:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T14:00:06.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts.</title><content type='html'>So it is known that &lt;b&gt;83% of JC students&lt;/b&gt; find their A levels period stressful and trying. I am part of that group :/ Here are some thoughts I've harboured during those days, and some after that period (one can never entirely walk away from such a trying experience unscathed, right?):&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find the concept of 'homesickness' absurd. I'll (probably) never experience it because I've lost mine when I was 6. Cry it out, and it will become a thing of the past. But numb yourself, and you'll lose all faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday we die a little inside. We forget our childhood dreams; give up our lifelong aspirations; settle for less... But we learn to look in other directions and all is not lost, we just define joy differently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone once said that the colour grey suits me well. In a way, grey means being neither white nor black; neither here nor there; neither good nor bad. It reflects a concept i've always liked: If you've never decided on something, you can never be wrong. But be vague, and you'll never be bright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being alone is alright being lonely is not. Today we're both lonely, and we can most definitely use each others' companionship. But societal expectations frown upon 'us'. Tomorrow? At least before i depart?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight, the ships look like twinkling tears. They seem to know that I'm alone, alone in this world of couples.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In many ways, I am different. But in that many ways, I am better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is unimaginable how the sky can stand witnessing so many generations of lonely emotional people at night. The sky that watched marriages fail must be the same purple sky tonight. But it does not weep, thus it is strong - as I must be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The night street is brightly lit, but by artificial lights. It imitates the bright white light of the sun, all the while knowing that it can never match the same degree of purity. I sit alone in this corner of the bus, thinking of what could've been. Thinking of you and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You smell like coffee. You spend your days working and nights working and before you know it you're about to retire with not more than what is sufficient. But your smile still hangs on your lips, for you know that life's not just about the end point; and your process was well-lived, commendably-fought, bravely-loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I marvel at nature in all of its beauty: raindrops form puddles and new ones join in with the marvellous formation of ripples. You are like the nonchalant Chevvy that comes along and brings with it a tsunami - a destructive, unnatural wave that ruins the beauty of the puddle. Yet you hardly notice it and continue to haughtily flash your caution lights. And why wouldn't you, when it's all that you know how to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somedays I wish I were deaf. Why would evolution not bring about a function for us to close our ears like we can shut our eyes? There is silence in beauty, and beauty in silence, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes we look at the clock and phase out, watching it helplessly as 5 seconds tick away. Yet in another period of 5seconds, we could have attained a Eureka-like enlightenment and discovered a new principle or theorem. The value of time differs across times, as does the value of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a beautiful day, the sun's out; the leaves sprawl over each other in their attempt to catch a glimpse of the sun. People chirped happily along the crowded streets; non-you people. Otherwise, it is a beautiful day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're in a strange place, and I hardly know you. But it is exactly you who I want to be with tonight. You are a 5-hours flight away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clouds used to be such a mystical place. We would always dream of treading those majestic lands, meeting mythical almighty beings that wore togas and grew long, curly, white beards. Nowadays, clouds are just those things in the sky that sheltered us from the sun or brought about rain. What do you say to taking chances? What do you say to jumping off the edge?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-8931656143754500993?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/8931656143754500993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=8931656143754500993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/8931656143754500993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/8931656143754500993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2011/05/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-2266497174908295808</id><published>2011-05-02T14:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T15:03:05.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have run out of exciting titles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It has recently dawned on me that modern day songs are getting more and more trashy. There seems to be a trend that glorifies sex / lust over love / romance. And I shall not entertain thoughts about the possibilities that I may just be growing old.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I just had sex.” Seriously, Akon?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“We like to sleep all day and party all night. This is how we like to live our life.” Yes Sean, as much as I’d like to commend you for the rare occasion that you got your grammar right (read: “We outta control”, what happened to “are”?) for the first half of that sentence, what kind of Siamese twin are you, for “we” (i.e. more than one person, I assume) to have only one life..? And your entire song repeats this sentence so many times it’s not even creative. Thank goodness the beat is quite catchy. Still, I won’t download this song, thanks :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And then there are songs that don’t even make sense.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“I look, I feel, I smell like money.” This one’s by Three 6 Mafia.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;#1. You look like money… Since the artists of this piece of ‘music’ are rappers and they want to portray themselves as cool gangstazxzxz, the image of freshly-printed money should not come to mind. Instead, it should be that of crumpled, torn and perhaps those pieces of paper that nobody really wants to touch because they have been passed around to hawkers and butchers who may have had contact with filthy animals and even manure..? So… You look disfigured and unwanted, I see. Oh, and you’re also flat, rectangular and green.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;#2. You feel like money… Okay, so you feel like everybody wants you. Please don’t be disappointed when you find out this isn’t so. Refer to #1.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;#3. You smell like money… Recalling from #1, you smell filthy. And even if you do smell like freshly-printed money, are you sure you want to smell like that? Why not other fragrances?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;#4. Or perhaps the image you want to portray is indeed one that is unwanted and dejected as mentioned above. To that I shall have nothing to say, except… you want the whole world to know this because..?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To top this off, there are those songs that try too hard to be artistic/poetic and use symbolic representation to get their points across (or at least they try to).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the past, this has been rather successful: “I miss you like the deserts miss the rain”. Quite logical, I’d say.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Recently though, “Shawty’s love is like a pyramid.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hm alright, I guess the point that Iyaz and Charice are trying to make is that their love is solid and everlasting and wonderful (7&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;wonders of the world?). So that’s like a pyramid, hence the song. But did you really think it through? Are pyramids not triangular and dusty and did the building not torture lots of poor Egyptian slaves? Your love is triangular and dusty and tortures other people? I want one of those, to go, please!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And more importantly, why has it become a trend to call your significant other “Shawty”? How did it come to mean “an attractive woman”? I am confused and bothered at how women are not revolting at such an insulting and degrading nickname that they have come to bear.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Don’t get me started on “We R who we R” by Ke$ha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-2266497174908295808?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/2266497174908295808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=2266497174908295808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2266497174908295808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2266497174908295808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-have-run-out-of-exciting-titles.html' title='I have run out of exciting titles.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-1940729154034722574</id><published>2010-12-22T09:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T10:10:40.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/TRFb2wG3eRI/AAAAAAAAATI/WiFeTQvDnB4/s1600/09122010227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/TRFb2wG3eRI/AAAAAAAAATI/WiFeTQvDnB4/s320/09122010227.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553320811709298962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee my faux dyed hair!&lt;br /&gt;(courtesy of coincidental good lighting lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The above was taken during prom-shopping trip with nicholas and weicheng (and chanjunhao), btw :) I realise i fail to cease secreting oil D: Nuuuu stop staring at my glistening forehead, I know you're doing it. Stop ittttt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's post-prom, and I must say that it was quite an enjoyable night, well worth my $85! :D Got to have dinner with the whole level with everyone dressing up and being/acting glamorous hahaha! Although, some of the title-recipients were quite undeserving, imo! But hey, it's a popularity game anyway! What'd you expect :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Life has been treating me well, with the exception of the university admissions process (more of that another day!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had 4D teoheng session yesterday and am going for SE year 6s outing later and yosexy minds cafe / dinner session after that and 4D chill session tmr lol! Exciting much :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You should know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the jokes' not on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-1940729154034722574?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/1940729154034722574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=1940729154034722574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1940729154034722574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1940729154034722574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2010/12/heehee-my-faux-dyed-hair-courtesy-of.html' title=''/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/TRFb2wG3eRI/AAAAAAAAATI/WiFeTQvDnB4/s72-c/09122010227.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-2245223634854647761</id><published>2010-12-08T16:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T17:19:46.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One less man to pick up after.</title><content type='html'>I went for (over)night cycling earlier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say it was a very new experience, one that I frankly never thought I'd ever try :) The original plan was to cycle from home to Changi to Sengkang to Harbour Front and then back. But &lt;s&gt;all of our&lt;/s&gt; my butt&lt;s&gt;s&lt;/s&gt; was dying and my thighs were burning, especially after I used them to support my weight in a futile attempt to salvage my butt from the relentlessly harsh, almost-cushion-less seat, and my knees were in immense pain afterwards. So we gave up midway between Changi and Sengkang at Tampines and headed back home via Simei, Expo and Upper East Coast Road hahaha. Oh and I fell somewhere along the uphill roads at Changi, first injury since like, ever! Apparently they told me it was but an abrasion o.o No scars, please! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the failure that is us, I must say that I've learnt a lot from the 8 hours ordeal. I learnt to follow, to listen, to imitate, to support, to be supported, to care, to serve and to lead (lol yes, please reduce my dosage of cheese). Ooh but we had great food at the ECP food centre (I'm currently having problems recalling its name) and Changi Village and random macs at ehub (where we stopped for butt recovery hahah) and also some random food court where we had roti prata because it was the only one open in the neighbourhood ..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we watched aeroplanes take off and land at the airport runway! Plus I finally (kinda) know how to piece together parts of Singapore, like how the 5C37 chalet was next to Changi Village which was next to the place where we celebrated National Day with a Walkathon (come to think of it, no link much!?) That's kinda cool, and perhaps a good way to end off what could be my last few days in Singapore :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, it's become kinda routine to watch a movie daily these days. Especially have to thank China for developing awesome softwares lol! :D I tend to have to wait an hour or so after I bathe for my hair to dry, so a movie would be great. And if the movie has deep implications, I'd have some time to internalise and reflect hahah awesome life much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to do things like this again sometimes! Thanks zhikai, weicheng, and jarib! :) Next time bring speakers to blast music as we cycle lol! And cushions for buttttt D: I shall &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;emo one kohner&lt;/span&gt; and let my multiple wounds recover!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-2245223634854647761?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/2245223634854647761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=2245223634854647761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2245223634854647761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2245223634854647761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-less-man-to-pick-up-after.html' title='One less man to pick up after.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-8187999496148985505</id><published>2010-09-11T12:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T12:22:47.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wh0t.</title><content type='html'>There comes a point in time when you realise your old blog posts are super embarassing D:&lt;br /&gt;Keep it to yourself! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-8187999496148985505?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/8187999496148985505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=8187999496148985505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/8187999496148985505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/8187999496148985505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2010/09/wh0t.html' title='Wh0t.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-1928956004086478246</id><published>2010-05-04T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T20:49:11.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invincible.</title><content type='html'>I'm no longer &lt;em&gt;(that)&lt;/em&gt; young.&lt;br /&gt;It's time that I try harder to act my age and do what's right :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me find the determination,&lt;br /&gt;that I never had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Together,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we're invincible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-1928956004086478246?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/1928956004086478246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=1928956004086478246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1928956004086478246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1928956004086478246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2010/05/invincible.html' title='Invincible.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-1906901770334934790</id><published>2010-04-17T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:37:43.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your cigarette stained lies;</title><content type='html'>The sky was a &lt;em&gt;warm&lt;/em&gt; shade of grey,&lt;br /&gt;the wind rustled through the trees,&lt;br /&gt;through my hair.&lt;br /&gt;You were still not here,&lt;br /&gt;but you were appproaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught a falling leaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'd been a horrible person this week. I've much to learn.&lt;br /&gt;I do humbly seek your forgiveness if I'd offended you in one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You popped my heart seams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all of my bubble dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-1906901770334934790?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/1906901770334934790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=1906901770334934790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1906901770334934790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1906901770334934790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2010/04/your-cigarette-stained-lies.html' title='Your cigarette stained lies;'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-3766546199666746517</id><published>2010-04-14T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T20:44:55.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I lost you, and your brown eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/speko/162642710/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 222px; HEIGHT: 265px" class="notsowide" alt="grovel (tight crop)" src="http://static.flickr.com/77/162642710_85ba58ad3c_m.jpg" width="189" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;What does it tell me, when I am but your back-up plan? When I am second in line? When you decided on me because the 'better' option is taken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who do you think I am?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it tell me about you, when you exclaim loudly about your intentions to cheat in a nation-wide test? When you require my devices to help in your cheating? When you returned it to me afterwards, stained and dirty and &lt;em&gt;tainted&lt;/em&gt;, even though you did not cheat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What am I to think?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least __'d be faithful, even if just for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're like an Indian summer;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the middle of winter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-3766546199666746517?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/3766546199666746517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=3766546199666746517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/3766546199666746517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/3766546199666746517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-i-lost-you-and-your-brown-eyes.html' title='How I lost you, and your brown eyes.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-2650846151440374642</id><published>2010-04-13T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T23:16:06.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Undisclosed desires.</title><content type='html'>Tonight I was really scared. Perhaps it's because I'm all alone at home, and my brother's out of town..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every colour I saw was a shade of fear. Every street lamp was leading me to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the word&lt;/span&gt;. There was always something waiting for me at every corner. The basement carpark was sweltering hot but chills went down my spine. All the cars stared at me, but they are all machinery. Cold, non-living machinery. Imagination took me to the sealed staircase. No windows. No unlocked doors. I was inside, with ___ high on my tail, all too ready to hunt me down. Running is futile, the other end is locked. Screams will go unheard. The lift doors shut way too slowly, __'s about to elegantly stop it from closing and come in. There would only be the two of us inside, plus the CCTV. __ was waiting for me outside as the door opened. __ was at the next lift lobby. No lifts were there, it was such a long wait. It was dark at home, a deep dark black that oozed outwardly, swallowing the light before it could do the same. I dared not switch the light on, for __'d be there, then darkness, then __'d no longer be there. I'm going out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps what I wanted most, is what I feared the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're still not here for me. You never were.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-2650846151440374642?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/2650846151440374642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=2650846151440374642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2650846151440374642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2650846151440374642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2010/04/undisclosed-desires.html' title='Undisclosed desires.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-5730896766871151175</id><published>2010-04-12T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T22:01:02.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Could have loved you all my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;1) The weather is extremely hot. I am sitting directly in front of the fan and I’m melting all the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;2) My computer / internet is lagging VERY badly. Can’t even access Facebook home or horn properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;3) I’m supposed to spend 7-11pm reading about aesthetics in preparation for tomorrow’s KI essay writing. I’ve read about 2 pages. The future looks bleak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;4) You’re not sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;5) I will be more modest, I was very disgustingly showy today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;6) I miss you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;7) I need more fruits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;8) Sorry, you don’t have to be vulgar to be cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't believe you baby;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;like I did before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-5730896766871151175?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/5730896766871151175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=5730896766871151175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/5730896766871151175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/5730896766871151175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2010/04/could-have-loved-you-all-my-life.html' title='Could have loved you all my life.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-2465763479523138487</id><published>2010-04-07T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T23:25:10.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I left my head and my heart on the dancefloor;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 424px; HEIGHT: 387px" class="reflect" title="" alt="Why Didn't You Call Me? by bitzcelt." src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2377/2455378401_893e6d1de6.jpg" width="500" height="416" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my mama calls,&lt;br /&gt;she'll ask if I had passed motion today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, apparently our family has a long tradition of kidney failures... and passing motion daily will help to reduce the likelihood of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touching..? :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess, second best&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is all I will know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-2465763479523138487?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/2465763479523138487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=2465763479523138487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2465763479523138487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2465763479523138487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-left-my-head-and-my-heart-on.html' title='I left my head and my heart on the dancefloor;'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2377/2455378401_893e6d1de6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-6457294440648218327</id><published>2010-04-04T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T23:27:30.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On these long nights;</title><content type='html'>Changed skin color again!&lt;br /&gt;Please don't be too critical! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore boxers out for the first time today.&lt;br /&gt;It was.. uncomfortable. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your tender words&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;serenade my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-6457294440648218327?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/6457294440648218327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=6457294440648218327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6457294440648218327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6457294440648218327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-these-long-nights.html' title='On these long nights;'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-3011761024783795113</id><published>2010-04-01T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T19:13:47.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your voice is my favourite sound.</title><content type='html'>Got into a very reflective mood during the course of Kaleidoscope'10 today (that, and also because my IS proposal's been rejected ..) :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I just can't think of any other non-Ethics-related topics. It's not that I'm exceptionally outstanding in this aspect. It's not that at all. I guess it's slightly influenced by my perpetual confusion about the complexities of human relationships and behaviour.. (you'd know if you've been fervently following this &lt;s&gt;dead&lt;/s&gt; space!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was thinking, what are relationships based on..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sometimes feel like my relationship with some people can be depicted simply as: My time and money and convenience (and candy) in exchange for your (temporary) companionship. Plus you readily take off at the first sight of 'greener' pastures. To think that I always greet you with such enthusiasm as compared to your disinterested response. It may appear that I'm on the losing end from every possibly conceivable angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I recently listened to &lt;em&gt;According to You - Orianthi&lt;/em&gt; with much introspection and I realise all the negative adjectives apply to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid, useless, can't do anything right, difficult, hard to please, forever changing my mind, a mess &lt;s&gt;in a dress&lt;/s&gt;, can't show up on time, boring, moody, can't be taken any place, suck at telling jokes, worst attention span, (everyone else) has to put up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I've also been thinking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;What makes one want to be a good person?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(where 'good' is seen from the layman's perspective and needs not be defined any further)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do help me out and take the time to consider the above if you've the time to spare to ponder about the complexities of human life..! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't need a parachute;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby if I got you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-3011761024783795113?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/3011761024783795113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=3011761024783795113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/3011761024783795113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/3011761024783795113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2010/04/your-voice-is-my-favourite-sound.html' title='Your voice is my favourite sound.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-2616913149591567994</id><published>2010-03-21T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T18:16:19.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for a day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just had the most intense and packed March holidays.. I think, ever o.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But I guess I really learnt much, non-academically, (un)fortunately. And actually this applies to the entire of this year, ever since orientation! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Guess I'm starting to learn what's most important in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eudaimonia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I no longer want to be content with what I have; I want to venture into unfamiliar places, try unusual things, meet unfamiliar people..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've proven to myself time again that I'm not perfect, but I've also shown little shimmers of hope that could potentially (and hopefully) be what I need to bring me to greater heights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This comes from the secretary of 6C37, DHStennis, DHSSE..who:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1) had SE overnight camp to plan and attend on Mon-Wed;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2) Tennis CIP to plan and participate in on Fri;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3) visiting cousin to send around during all available free slots;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4) Earth Hour CIP to attend on Sat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Guess I can safely say that I'd spent my holidays very meaningfully :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've always believed that as long as I'm a good person who is nice to everyone, I won't face much problems. But now that I want to be more, I do feel that I must step up my game and be more pro-active in all that I do :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Plus, I want to find my &lt;em&gt;Warrior&lt;/em&gt; real soon! Hahaha :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've used too much "I" and "me" and "my" -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a totally irrelevant note, I've found new understanding and appreciation for Lifehouse! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When my love for you was blind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I couldn't make you see it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-2616913149591567994?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/2616913149591567994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=2616913149591567994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2616913149591567994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2616913149591567994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-for-day.html' title='Just for a day.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-736827224650374452</id><published>2009-11-04T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:18:11.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't know what you're doing to me.</title><content type='html'>I miss 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2008, I would:&lt;br /&gt;1) Take bus 48 in the morning and faint for 45min while tuning in to 92.4fm.&lt;br /&gt;2) Wake up at BV and walk to school while tuning in to (and laughing at) 98.7fm.&lt;br /&gt;3) Sometimes whine about having to climb up 3floors only to climb back down 5min later for flagraising.&lt;br /&gt;4) At other times rush in to school and walk into flagraising as one of the last few students.&lt;br /&gt;5) On some rainy days wonder with the rest of 4D as to how Xingqi can be saying the pledge over the PA system when he's right there in class.&lt;br /&gt;6) Talk nonsense with Weicheng like "We both have extra t-shirts... in our phones".&lt;br /&gt;7) Joke with Yigang about our best friend in physics lessons.&lt;br /&gt;8) Have my name mispronounced by Mrs Hong for the umpteenth time.&lt;br /&gt;9) Laugh at Ms Pear and her hillarious antics.&lt;br /&gt;10) Whine about how I don't get anything from Mr jLim's lessons.&lt;br /&gt;11) Attend emo sessions during CL / PC periods.&lt;br /&gt;12) Play with Xingqi's hair.&lt;br /&gt;13) Chitchat / gossip with Puimun when she moves in between Zhenmei and I.&lt;br /&gt;14) Order food with the rest of the class during recess and whine about how Xunlin takes super long to appear at times.&lt;br /&gt;15) Emo for not doing as well as the PRCs (but at least I didn't fail -.-).&lt;br /&gt;16) Go to SE as a well-respected year4.&lt;br /&gt;17) Joke with Beverly who was still in SE.&lt;br /&gt;18) Have dinner with the cello section.&lt;br /&gt;19) Easily get tissuepapers from Jefferson.&lt;br /&gt;20) Panic for workshops.&lt;br /&gt;21) Be unable to decide on what to eat and walk around Ghim Moh foodcentre many rounds with Felicia.&lt;br /&gt;22) Take MRT with the cello section / other SE people and complain about workload despite reaching home super tired at 8pm+. &lt;div&gt;23) Wait for ahgong's car with Elicia/Tunghsi at the foyer / garden in front of foyer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Be the photog for 4d soccer outings and go wild with joy whenever I capture unglam shots.&lt;br /&gt;25) Point the camera at Weicheng and hearing the "oei!" that soon follows.&lt;br /&gt;26) Have long chitchat sessions with Elicia.&lt;br /&gt;27) Chitchat / gossip with yosexy at DhobyGhaut MRT station.&lt;br /&gt;28) Rush home to 'punch' in Cabal.&lt;br /&gt;29) Forever lose to Messenger in pvp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess most of all, it'll be:&lt;br /&gt;30) I miss the sense of belonging I thought I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss 2008.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-736827224650374452?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/736827224650374452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-6757789682455532938</id><published>2009-10-30T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:43:48.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You look so tasty I could eat you up alive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woes of a 17 yearold Singapore JC pw-ing (no life) kid:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SusFVfQynwI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Izr411Vld08/s1600-h/PW+ftw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398414445060988674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SusFVfQynwI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Izr411Vld08/s320/PW+ftw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I believe there is ZERO non-pw related mails in there. And I didn't especially delete them o.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shall be very sad if I don't get an A for PW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I might find faults, even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We've got a "you hang up",&lt;br /&gt;"no you hang up" kinda love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-6757789682455532938?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/6757789682455532938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=6757789682455532938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6757789682455532938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6757789682455532938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-look-so-tasty-i-could-eat-you-up.html' title='You look so tasty I could eat you up alive.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SusFVfQynwI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Izr411Vld08/s72-c/PW+ftw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-5491151295914809408</id><published>2009-10-23T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T18:55:22.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No one knows me but they know my name.</title><content type='html'>I've recently found the song I've been looking for for years haha! Turns out that all I had to do was google the lyrics &gt;.&gt; lol. And it turns out that I only like the chorus, which doesn't even make sense :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may check it out: Real to me - Brian McFadden. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've submitted my WR today, but it still weighs on my mind. I just get the feeling that it could've been better..&lt;br /&gt;More colors?&lt;br /&gt;More details?&lt;br /&gt;More flowery English?&lt;br /&gt;Cut down 89 words?&lt;br /&gt;More pictures / charts?&lt;br /&gt;Better referencing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, what's done is done. And I can only carry my unsatisfaction with me over to I&amp;amp;R. I'd better do a brilliant job at that, and of course OP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent discovery: I'm a very bitter boy who won't get much out of life because of it. I should realise that I've much to be thankful for and there isn't anyone else I'd rather be. Which is untrue but I'd rather be myself than anyone else other than a few perfect people imo. Yet, we homo sapiens never fail to find faults with ourselves. I should just believe that this characteristic is more dominant in me than the average human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an irrelevant note, I wanna recommend GG to my (limited) viewers. Contrary to popular beliefs (actually it's just the beliefs of my brother but I shall take it that he represents the general population -.-), it isn't a show only about glamour and bitching and gossips, it teaches us all important values that we may know, but may forget over time and needs to be reminded of once in a while. And of course the aforementioned aspects are there too lah, which is why I like it :D haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;I find my sentence structure becoming very horrible after prolonged absence from the blogging world lol.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should totally go out with people to gossip over lunch or something. Have been deprived of that for so long &gt;.&gt; But then again there hasn't been much exciting news to gossip about in school? I secretly wish for something big to happen haha! New gossip topics ftw :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SHOPPING! But I should just save up and wait for Indo trip heh. Cheap goods ftw :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So what if they watch,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if we do what we do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-5491151295914809408?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/5491151295914809408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=5491151295914809408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/5491151295914809408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/5491151295914809408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-one-knows-me-but-they-know-my-name.html' title='No one knows me but they know my name.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-1694155331585014577</id><published>2009-10-20T12:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T13:34:00.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're almost here, only almost here.</title><content type='html'>I'm having an ultimate bad hair day today, but I don't mind cos I'm not going out :DD It's been so long since I've not cared about bad hair days haha! Feels kinda like an un-JC-ish / un-bram-ish behaviour. But I'm enjoying it all the same heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conjunction with a few songs I've listened to, a few things I've read, and also the current circumstances I'm in, I've come to realise that we are all human beings, and it's only human to err. What's next is either to ignore our differences, or accepting them and working them out. And I've to say that the latter, when successful, will definitely bring two people closer together. The former will just prolong the time taken for the problem to find you but it'll eventually come back to bite you, which is of course unfavourable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an abrupt note, Gossip Girl is exciting as always haha! Am still lagging by 1 season though, but I'm gonna enjoy it nonetheless. Queen S and dethroned B is so new (yes, I know I'm passé. but that's okay haha! xD)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-1694155331585014577?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/1694155331585014577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=1694155331585014577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1694155331585014577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1694155331585014577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/10/youre-almost-here-only-almost-here.html' title='You&apos;re almost here, only almost here.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-1513189027243485167</id><published>2009-10-17T19:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T19:38:54.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Excuse me &lt;em&gt;haitan&lt;/em&gt;, do you have any &lt;u&gt;right&lt;/u&gt; to be PMS-ing me?&lt;br /&gt;Your incompetence disgust me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-1513189027243485167?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/1513189027243485167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=1513189027243485167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1513189027243485167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1513189027243485167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/10/excuse-me-haitan-do-you-have-any-right.html' title=''/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-6633460196937757074</id><published>2009-10-14T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T22:19:47.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only heaven knows.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/StXb_j6eAzI/AAAAAAAAASw/bUBzn0yW_8M/s1600-h/DSC00272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392458013864756018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/StXb_j6eAzI/AAAAAAAAASw/bUBzn0yW_8M/s320/DSC00272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking back at old photos, they no longer are the memories of those happy times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They have become a sad reminiscence that we can never relive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On a totally irrelevant note,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some people have absolutely no right to give less because they're tired / have no time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Scratch that, the reasons are unknown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why should some other people sacrifice their time and effort (and to put it exaggeratedly, social life) to make up for their disinterest or incompetence? Tell me, I want to know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-6633460196937757074?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/6633460196937757074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=6633460196937757074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6633460196937757074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6633460196937757074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/10/only-heaven-knows.html' title='Only heaven knows.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/StXb_j6eAzI/AAAAAAAAASw/bUBzn0yW_8M/s72-c/DSC00272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-4832626112652062016</id><published>2009-10-13T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T19:45:36.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You make it easier when life gets hard.</title><content type='html'>"To have a good FRIEND is one of the greatest delights of life."&lt;br /&gt;-Ralph Waldo Emerson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also read an inspirational quote from the above man at Bedok Interchange. Don't you think that when things happen, related things to happen in about the same time? But that's another story and shall be told another day. (Quoted from The Neverending Story lol, if anybody remembers -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in any case, the above quote -and the conversation I'd with Junhao that night- (and other events) have made me think about what it means to be a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's face it. How many of us can actually say: "My best friend is _____! :D" You can't, right? So how were we able to do so when we were younger, like say, back in P5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The obvious answer is of course that human relationships &lt;u&gt;will&lt;/u&gt; become more complicated when we grow older. And you'll realise that everyone will have flaws, so there's no clear, easy way to distinguish who is friend and who is foe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judging criteria? Is it his/her popularity? His/her grades? What is it exactly? There's no one correct answer to that. But let me attempt to sell my point to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my (overly-sensitive-to-certain-issues-and-damn-annoyingly-judgmental person's) opinion, the criteria are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. His/her ability to understand you and your needs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two people need not talk about everything under the sun, as long as they can tell each other's feelings through their expressions and simple gestures, and give support when needed, I think that that's the most wonderful type of relationship anybody can have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in a situation whereby you're talking to this other guy, and you totally don't agree to what he's saying, but he insists on it and constantly attempts to impose his views on you? You give an uneasy expression and tells him that you don't think so, and when he still rejects your opinion, you even attempt to change the topic, but he never fails to bring back his wrong-in-you-opinion view of that particular topic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Ditch that bitch, seriously.&lt;/s&gt; You may just walk off and ignore him henceforth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now consider this: You've been released late from class, and everyone else's finished having their recess and are making their way back to class when you've just reached the canteen. You feel upset that you've to end up eating alone. But at that moment, this guy steps out of the going-back-to-class group of people and offers to sit down with you to 'have dessert'. Of course, you'll realise that he's just trying to pei you and not leave you alone. But you'll contentedly feel glad anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there are flaws in the above argument but please shoot me down another time, just sieve out the main 'meat' of the above paragraphs can? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the point is, a good friend can tell what you're feeling in an instant and help you out if he/she's in a position to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A friend is, as it were, a second self."&lt;br /&gt;-Cicero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. The way you feel around him/her and vice versa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure anyone can testify that you just feel awkward around certain people, and this's actually your inner self telling you that you're not close enough to him/her. It doesn't mean that he/she isn't going to be a good friend of yours, it's just that you've not found that spark that just lights up your relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you've known him/her for a long time and you just can't imagine yourself being around him/her for long hours on end, or just plain abhor the idea of being seen with him/her, then he/she's not good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that a good friend's one that can chat with you for the whole duration when you're together. In fact, I think the best of friends can just sit together for long periods of time without saying a single word, and yet don't feel the slightest bit of awkwardness. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A healthy relationship should be an easy one. You don't have to be anyone else to 'prove' your worth in front of that other person. If you are yourself and he/she is himself/herself, and it just feels right i.e. things just click, then you've found a great friend. Relationships that are built on pretenses(sp?) and fake 'masks' (see below post) will never last long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. The comfort you find when telling him/her about anything under the sun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is actually a branch from the previous criterion, but I felt that it should go under a separate heading)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed that there're some things that you think will be suitable to tell one A, instead of B. Yet, at other times, another situation calls for you to just have to tell B, instead of A. Don't you think so? It'll undoubtedly be best if you're able to tell one single person about anything under the sun, but that's quite unlikely, I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things include 'nonsen' things like: "Ohnoezzzz I craved for ice cream for super long, and when I finally got it, it dropped to the floor when I pulled open the package! D:" Random things that need not be told, but you just feel like you should tell it to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I feel that if one can 'feel like telling' A a lot of things as compared to any other person, then A can be considered as one's best friend, in this aspect. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, "Wherever you are it is your friends who make your world."&lt;br /&gt;-William James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, have you been a good friend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-4832626112652062016?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/4832626112652062016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=4832626112652062016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/4832626112652062016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/4832626112652062016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-make-it-easier-when-life-gets-hard.html' title='You make it easier when life gets hard.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-6039557310038897269</id><published>2009-10-07T19:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T19:40:59.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta slow down, you don't know me.</title><content type='html'>You're no angel and neither am I.&lt;br /&gt;And you know it so stop pretending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am losing more and more faith in the human race. They're all wrong, the world's not a stage; it's an elaborate masquerade ball and we're all fighting to get that angel mask to put on to cover our unsightly inner selves(sp?). Ethical egoists they call us, and I couldn't agree more. I need to be a better person than I was yesterday! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to accomplish PW WR v4.0 &amp;amp; EoM draft 4 by tonight (10pm hopefully!) :D Fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You held your hand and I held yours;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You had my back and I had yours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-6039557310038897269?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/6039557310038897269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=6039557310038897269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6039557310038897269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6039557310038897269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/10/gotta-slow-down-you-dont-know-me.html' title='Gotta slow down, you don&apos;t know me.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-2057536055948243861</id><published>2009-10-04T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T19:40:26.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We love ourselves and no one else.</title><content type='html'>CHANGED SKIN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much credits to &lt;a href="http://3-unspeak0ble.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lady Chung&lt;/a&gt; for intro-ing me to the skin (which is actly similar-ish to hers haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think my blog just stepped up a notch in glamour lol. Took a painfully long time to get this far already, and yet I've still not found the perfect color combi D: Please don't be too critical! Shall edit again some other time haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally ended up failing to adhere to my tanning schedule because of spending so much time on this (and other -cough- events) haha. Plus I failed to have my relaxing/zen/carefree jog to ecp this morning! D: I must not fail to edit my eom tonight! &gt;.&gt; Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, JIAYOU to all you eom-ing kids! :DD lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-2057536055948243861?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/2057536055948243861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=2057536055948243861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2057536055948243861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2057536055948243861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-love-ourselves-and-no-one-else.html' title='We love ourselves and no one else.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-7259216898784369611</id><published>2009-08-10T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T11:22:05.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonder what's wrong with me.</title><content type='html'>"You laugh and the kids laugh and the dog laughs and I die a little inside"&lt;br /&gt;-Stewie Griffin, Family Guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little like what I felt last night, except no one's laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I watched NDP on TV and there came the Pledge Moment so I stared (not in the stalker manner -.-) at neighbours to see if they really did stop whatever they were doing to take the pledge as a nation. And I observed this particular family of a mother, a father and a young girl, probably 3yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the pledge moment, both parents knelt down next to the girl and taught her how to place her fist on her left chest and they prodded her to look at the TV and recite the pledge with them. So heartwarming, no? :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only afterwards did I realise that I've not experienced such close-contact bonding with my parents since a very long time ago, especially my papa. Even when we meet up, we won't even spare some time to sit down and have a heart-to-heart dialogue. Or perhaps it's because I didn't initiate one? O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And circumstances have made me believe that he prioritizes other things (like tennis) over me. "Suit my lifestyle or not, I won't change for you" I recall him saying. What happened to compromising? And when he visits Sg, I've to cancel all outings and stop gaming and spend time with him. Doesn't seem fair. Then again, I'm the young one and the old one's always right. Liberal family, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I don't really mind not spending time with family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-7259216898784369611?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/7259216898784369611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=7259216898784369611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7259216898784369611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7259216898784369611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/08/wonder-whats-wrong-with-me.html' title='Wonder what&apos;s wrong with me.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-6614341426436399381</id><published>2009-08-06T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T23:44:27.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch me when I fall.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just wanna rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT:&lt;br /&gt;1) There's hardly anyone who's free / understands my plight.&lt;br /&gt;2) There's no platform for me to rant (ranting on facebook sounds like such an emo "OMG I HATE LIFE KILL ME NOW" exaggerated loser behaviour, no offense to anyone).&lt;br /&gt;3) Confronting the PERSON(s) behind the issue is a far cry from being a socially-accepted act and I'll be judged by everyone.&lt;br /&gt;4) Direct usage of MSN nickname / Private Message will send not-very-pleasant hints of attentionwhore-ness to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I need a discreet way to rant, and I thank the inventor of blogs. [Side note: I need to stop using this so-called unique "literary style", which I now find quite embarassing, and actually elaborate (by explaining the link between my points) or else I'll have to pay during KI exam / PW WR -.-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So unbeknownst to the world, I spent my evening earlier on at Borders reading up Self Help books and I daresay I learnt quite a fair bit, regarding human behaviour and the like. I feel shoving the books up __'s face and making him/her reflect and change &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems that I face now include:&lt;br /&gt;1) SE. Oh SE...&lt;br /&gt;2) Relationships. I feel like I'm in deeper sheet than I was ever before. Or is it just the complexities of growing up? &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish we'd all stay innocent and be truthful about everything and make peace and be friends with everyone. Like we used to do. Then again, I myself am guilty of half-truths. Which, then again, were meant to be that way to protect everyone else. Ugh, self-contradictory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if anyone actually gets the hints that I send across &gt;.&gt; I shall be shameless and explain the current one on my MSN nick: "Used to be commander in chief." --&gt; Came from Knock You Down - Keri Hilson, but the key words lie in "USED TO BE", which means I used to be in power, note: past tense. I don't know how to explain further without sending goosebumps to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I just threw my 'pride' away and I saw that it was of no practical use at all. I shan't follow the loner's path which I've witnessed &lt;s&gt;and pretty much despised&lt;/s&gt;. Perhaps there was use in blogging afterall. Such a melancholic feeling (if you've been an avid follower you'd understand).&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. It turns out that I was thinking too much all along :) Note to self: confront problems subtly (lest it truly is unconfrontable) where ever possible. Learnt from today's self help books &amp; mini-"confrontation" &amp; watching of Gossip Girl. Haha! Episode 5 and progressing! Watch out for bitchiness in the not-so-distant future! &gt;:D (Joking about the bitchiness, not the point before that)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-6614341426436399381?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/6614341426436399381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=6614341426436399381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6614341426436399381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6614341426436399381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/08/catch-me-when-i-fall.html' title='Catch me when I fall.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-3747965626817363673</id><published>2009-06-28T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T11:37:05.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He lost his soul.</title><content type='html'>Sheet I was to give myself a break till 11.15 -_-&lt;br /&gt;Sheet I was to finish reading chem by ytd and I've 3more major topics to cover NOW -_-&lt;br /&gt;Sheet I was to start math the moment I woke up today -_-&lt;br /&gt;Sheet I was to sleep at 12 last night but I got hooked to THE IN-LAWS which i've already watched before -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as can be seen from the above, my studies are quite screwed. And I've not &lt;u&gt;touched&lt;/u&gt; math which is wed's exam which is in 3days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I neglected my blog to the extent that my tagboard got removed LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, shall resume with chemical equilibria.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-3747965626817363673?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/3747965626817363673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=3747965626817363673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/3747965626817363673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/3747965626817363673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/06/he-lost-his-soul.html' title='He lost his soul.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-6649256348215085846</id><published>2009-05-30T23:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T23:24:57.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you walked through the door, it was clear to me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SiFO53XQPII/AAAAAAAAASo/qsTEvmL6OlM/s1600-h/Pikaball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341637389059112066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SiFO53XQPII/AAAAAAAAASo/qsTEvmL6OlM/s320/Pikaball.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes you can approach me if you want the above ancient game (which I own in terribly xD) Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I realised recently (while slacking my entire day off):&lt;br /&gt;1. People who don't know me well usually don't know how powerful I am.&lt;br /&gt;2. People who know me well enough usually know how powerless I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different context, but true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-6649256348215085846?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/6649256348215085846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=6649256348215085846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6649256348215085846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6649256348215085846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-you-walked-through-door-it-was.html' title='When you walked through the door, it was clear to me.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SiFO53XQPII/AAAAAAAAASo/qsTEvmL6OlM/s72-c/Pikaball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-7697023198167523923</id><published>2009-05-27T21:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:41:19.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The human race needs reflection.</title><content type='html'>Whine whine whine. It's all I seem to be doing lately D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, some people should learn that they don't own the planet and all the cute little creatures that inhabit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are reasons why people detest you, and maybe one day if you decide to step out of your zawesome perfect self to observe what's going on between yourself and the people around you, you might actually amazingly shockingly surprisingly unexpectedly find out why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll also not hurt to actually carry out your responsibilities responsibly, instead of shirking your responsibilities with "why must i, why don't you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though I agree that it's tough to rank your priority list according to people who care for you instead of people you like, it may just be beneficial for you and the important people in your life that you do the former. These are, after all, the people who are more likely to stetch out that much-needed hand if and when you fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I, too, am guilty of being a hai tan towards people who I don't like for no apparent reason. But at least I try to suppress it and/or try to avoid him/her to prevent any possible conflict. Maybe I'm not such a bad role model for you after all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret to have to use this sentence, but: &lt;u&gt;Some people should try to act their age.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether I've uploaded this, but revisiting an old joke never hurt anybody, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/Sh0_Q6zRtDI/AAAAAAAAASg/Up7sR7HCCt4/s1600-h/To+be+or+not+to+be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340494293026059314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/Sh0_Q6zRtDI/AAAAAAAAASg/Up7sR7HCCt4/s320/To+be+or+not+to+be.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-7697023198167523923?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/7697023198167523923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=7697023198167523923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7697023198167523923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7697023198167523923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/05/human-race-needs-reflection.html' title='The human race needs reflection.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/Sh0_Q6zRtDI/AAAAAAAAASg/Up7sR7HCCt4/s72-c/To+be+or+not+to+be.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-7132262775234892134</id><published>2009-05-23T08:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T09:33:16.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living in a beehive.</title><content type='html'>(Suddenly?) Blogger seems to be getting boring. :/ Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall (dodge your hurling of rotten eggs and) exclaim: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'VE FINALLY EXHAUSTED ALL (THE HORRIBLE) TESTS FOR THIS TERMMMMMMM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! ;DDDD And I'll deal with consequences of all the flunking later -.- I just wanna feel free nowwww :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The down point is that I've to take my KI exam on t3w2 tuesday, while majority of the cohort'll end their exams on t3w1 thursday/friday DD: Ohwell. I think I'll really need those 3days or so to cram all the KI things in :) Positive hor, me? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels really good waking up this morning due to the morning sun instead of the alarm clock (You've no idea how often I've been fainting recently, only to find myself waking up in weird positions the next morning at like 3-5am, screaming: "Sheet my ______ revision! Sheet I left my RC on and all my employees've faintedddddddddddd!" It's good that I live alone (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm also more or less done with the major events in SE this year, namely SYF and Concert ((: And for some unknown reason, Tennis trainings stopped at the same time -.- To think that I was happy I no longer have to rush from SE room to tennis court and back anymore. But anyway thanks to that I'm a freeeee man (if I ignore tutorials -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and feedback for SE concerts' good! I hope it'll be the turning point that'll make annual SE concerts worth watching for the general public :D How awesome'll it be if from this year onwards, all SE concerts'll be fullhouse :DD And my batch was the concert committee this yearrr~! :D haha. Oh but DHS PAC seriously kills sounds x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a totally random note: I LOVE MY HAIR IN XUNLIN'S MONTAGE! You may ask her to show you. Lol. The reason for that is of course photoshop -.- I'd be really happy if a barber/hairdresser can achieve those &lt;s&gt;fake&lt;/s&gt; spikes D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, Funky funk (*insert laughter here) caught me &lt;s&gt;again&lt;/s&gt; so I've to cut my hairrrrrr )): Last week of school luh! Sigh. I need to find better, or at least less disappointing barbers/hairdressers! That exist in Singapore! D: Recommendations? &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether it's KI training in the 'fallacies' respect that have developed my thinking or is it just my personal maturing of thoughts, but I seem to be able to dissect many teachers' sentences and find the flaws in their argument rather easily, especially Funk's?!? Like "What kind of impression are you giving to your juniors?" is the total opposite of the teachings of "don't judge a book by it's cover" please?? Then again, it's not like arguing with &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; will help. Stupid school / whatever-teachers-say-pwnzxzxzx-all-students system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You belong with me - Taylor Swift" fully describes what I feel like saying, but can't cos it'll be awfully weird to someone =/ Don't jump to conclusions on this, please. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard "Pretty Flowers - Steve Martin" on American Idol Finale (which I totally regret watching cos the next day was chem test -.-) and thought it was a zawesome inoccently romantic song :) Do check it out if you've the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am gonna watch SHEDS concert later. Mainly to support xunlin &lt;s&gt;and see her in 'obiang' costume xD&lt;/s&gt; laa. Hope it'll be fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I fainted on thursday night without completing READING chem notes, let alone touch revision-via-doing-questions -.- And I awoke with a killer stomachache, even after doing business. Plus I missed the normal 14bus so I'd to take 10 and switch afterwards, and had to walk super fast to school from the bus stop (alone cos I told Tung I'll be late so she should go first) cos I was nearing late and I wouldn't want &lt;em&gt;detention&lt;/em&gt;, would I? Which totally sucked and made me super grouchy+emo+low, and my automated finding of faults in teachers' flawed reasonings didn't help at all. But through it all, &lt;u&gt;I found comfort in knowing that people are actually sensitive enough to notice that something was amiss and showing care&lt;/u&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd especially like to end with thanking a few people:&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas - for being the first to notice my difference in the Physics lab, despite sitting totally on the other corner of the lab. Your smile that screamed "are you okay? cheer up!" really helped me in bearing with the pain. 2years+ of classmates / desk partners really helps I suppose :)))&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chew - for actually noticing something's wrong and for being concerned about his students' welfare, unlike most other teachers :)&lt;br /&gt;Junhao - even though he didn't notice anything until after Mr Chew asked about me, but made a point to see if I'm okay genuinely afterwards, and I know it's not in his nature to do so. :))&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; of course Other random people who tried to help / at least tried not to annoy me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO THANKS to stupid hai-tans who inconsiderately don't even realise my unusual-ness, or continued to be freaking annoying while knowing sth's wrong. Whatever happened to courtesy and helpfulness and friendship and above all, consideration?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I didn't whine (haha!) or fa xie to anyone.. It was because I knew you all had lots to handle also, with the upcoming chem test and all, but your guan xin helped me alreadyyyy so don't worry! Thankyou ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affirmed my view that there'll always be give-and-take in any relationship. And that while I feel like I'm always giving more than taking (which to some extent, is a good thing), there'll be times when I can do no giving and for a change, do all the taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I realllllly want sleepovers with Cellists / Year5 Seers. And am also looking forward to study groups! Haha I feel like it's holidays alreadyyyy :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-7132262775234892134?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/7132262775234892134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=7132262775234892134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7132262775234892134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7132262775234892134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/05/living-in-beehive.html' title='Living in a beehive.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-6424294149751779185</id><published>2009-03-30T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T01:06:11.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Digression.</title><content type='html'>Look at the time, 1am ._. And as I digress farther and farther away from completing my Physics Kinematics homework, I might as well fa yang guang da these (which I find highly amusing):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;strong&gt; The Tanganyika laughter epidemic&lt;/strong&gt; of 1962 was an outbreak of mass hysteria, believed to have occurred in or near the village of Kashasha on the western coast of Lake Victoria in the modern nation of Tanzania near the border of Kenya. It is possible that, at the start of the incident, a joke was told in a boarding school, and that this joke triggered a small group of students to start laughing. The laughter perpetuated itself, far transcending its original cause. The school from which the epidemic sprang was shut down; the children and parents transmitted it to the surrounding area. Other schools, Kashasha itself, and another village, comprising thousands of people, were all affected to some degree. Six to eighteen months after it started, the phenomenon died off. The following symptoms were reported on an equally massive scale as the reports of the laughter itself: pain, fainting, respiratory problems, rashes, and attacks of crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;The War of the Worlds&lt;/strong&gt; was an episode of the American radio drama anthology series Mercury Theatre on the Air. It was performed as a Halloween episode of the series on October 30, 1938 and aired over the Columbia Broadcasting System radio network. Directed and narrated by Orson Welles, the episode was an adaptation of H. G. Wells’ novel The War of the Worlds. Some listeners heard only a portion of the broadcast, and in the atmosphere of tension and anxiety leading to World War II, took it to be a news broadcast. Newspapers reported that panic ensued, people fleeing the area, others thinking they could smell poison gas or could see flashes of lightning in the distance. Some people called CBS, newspapers or the police in confusion over the realism of the news bulletins. Initially Grover’s Mill (the site of one of reports in the drama) was deserted, but crowds developed. Eventually police were sent to control the crowds. To people arriving later in the evening, the scene really did look like the events being narrated, with panicked crowds and flashing police lights streaming across the masses. There were instances of panic throughout the US as a result of the broadcast, especially in New York and New Jersey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing, no? Hahahaa :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-6424294149751779185?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/6424294149751779185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=6424294149751779185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6424294149751779185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6424294149751779185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/03/digression.html' title='Digression.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-6692980214236471491</id><published>2009-03-02T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T23:34:29.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A mother of success.</title><content type='html'>I realise I've not been a very successful blogger to begin with and I've become even more of a failure thanks to Facebook. Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway (weicheng and) I are such dance music fans :D yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mr tan sh's not coming to school tmr which means I can leave school at like 2.15. It's the earliest time I can leave since forever, plus I've math test to study for! But then there's nicho's mep concert-ish event at 4.15 which I really wanna go for and support o.O I shall just decide to go if a few more than a few good people are going :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case I don't go, all the best to all MEP performers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And CO concert's this wed?! D: I was still contemplating whether or not to go not long ago and suddenly it seems like it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID YOU REALISE 2 MONTHS FLEW BY ALREADY! Such shockingness, if I say so myself. 2008's arrival came by so inconspicuously luh ._. it felt like 2007 until like around March. And 2009 felt like 2009 since the start but suddently it's already March. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise this post has practically no content. Z. I shall decide to emo and stop blogging ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-6692980214236471491?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/6692980214236471491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=6692980214236471491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6692980214236471491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6692980214236471491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/03/mother-of-success.html' title='A mother of success.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-2087457908590863041</id><published>2009-02-22T22:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:41:16.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold me in my sleep.</title><content type='html'>I'm amused. Facebook is just too interesting, which can be a good or a bad thing (o.o):&lt;br /&gt;#1. I learnt from facebook that JJ Lin's english name is &lt;u&gt;WAYNE Lin&lt;/u&gt;? Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. Did you know:&lt;br /&gt;-that 6 of my friends are fans of &lt;u&gt;shopping&lt;/u&gt; (not yet including me xDD),&lt;br /&gt;-but only 1 of my friends is a fan of &lt;u&gt;Jesus&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. And I'm on my (now no longer very) secret mission of gathering 25 very mysterious facts for the note which I've been tagged by manymany people. LOL. Wait for it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5. I just superpoked all my friends with "work with what yo mama gave ya" hahahaha! And the picture is the cute chick shaking its butt lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6. I am a fan of LADY GAGA whooooOo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's enough Facebook story hahah. Anyway, I was looking at my pencilcase the other day, and how it has bloated significantly due to the family member latest addition of the GC, and I was suddenly reminded of the point in time when my pencil case contained nothing but:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;A pencil&lt;br /&gt;&gt;An eraser&lt;br /&gt;&gt;A ruler (for art lessons)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we don't even have art ._. And I believe that was something like P2 since we started to use pens at P3 if I'm not wrong. Don't you just miss those days of innocence and carefreeness? &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I watched &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/2982056"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; yesterday and I think my heart shattered a little deep down inside :( I think the likes of Toon would've cried litres of tears. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I've tonnes of undone homework and once again I thought I'd use the weekends to catch up and once again I procrastinated and once again I find myself sitting here awake on Sunday night wondering "whatever am I going to do with all the tuts D:" and once again I sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from now on we've se practice on mon from 7.30am! &gt;&lt;&gt;slowly&lt;/u&gt; and am unable to catch the really fast parts of the piece, like the demi-semi-quavers of a 138 tempo piece? DDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think part of the reason why I can't play fast is my slight dislike for fast songs D: Sometimes when my brother and I swoon over some new song that we both like (and we tend to sing it out loud), I'd tend to unknowingly slow the song down, in which I hypothesise the reason to be because I wanna slowly process the lyrics so that I can unveil the meaning within each and every word. &lt;em&gt;Deep&lt;/em&gt; huh. And my brother'd ask me why I song so slowly -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me: I feel that &lt;u&gt;Birthday songs&lt;/u&gt; with super fast tempos are &lt;u&gt;really insincere&lt;/u&gt;. It just feels like whoever's singing can't be bothered to mean every word they're singing and can't wait to get it over with. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr chen / goh / yang my dear seniors please teach me how to play &lt;strong&gt;faster&lt;/strong&gt;! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall quickly go do what I can and sleep so that I'll have jingshen for prac in the morning and lessons after that and Mass PE @.@ Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-2087457908590863041?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/2087457908590863041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=2087457908590863041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2087457908590863041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2087457908590863041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/02/hold-me-in-my-sleep.html' title='Hold me in my sleep.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-6352565307648884487</id><published>2009-02-16T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:07:32.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best day in what seemed like forever.</title><content type='html'>I've come to the realization and acceptance that our attitude dictates how we can live our lives :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, albeit my weird sleeping hour &amp;amp; position (because I've been doing maths tuts on the bed and fell asleep while doing so), I woke up with a big smile on my face &lt;s&gt;which never seems out of place&lt;/s&gt;. That came from a song btw, guess? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was v POSITIVE and went to school v &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;excitedly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. Honestly I don't know why I'm so happy today -.- In any case, I think some of my positive energy brushed off to other people :D After all, it's said that "A smile can brighten up anyone's day", right? :DD Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Yuesing started calling boys "sir _a_a" and girls "lady _a_a" which I think is highly amusing:&lt;br /&gt;eg. I'm Sir &lt;u&gt;Baba&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weicheng's Sir &lt;u&gt;Wawa&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuesing calls herself Lady &lt;u&gt;Kaka&lt;/u&gt; but I strongly believe Lady &lt;u&gt;Yaya&lt;/u&gt; suits her better, agree? xDD&lt;br /&gt;Ashley's Sir &lt;u&gt;Aaaa&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;LOL DAMN HILARIOUS IF I SAY SO MYSELF HAHAHHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall go continue to be calm and composed, &lt;s&gt;as I always am (:&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-6352565307648884487?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/6352565307648884487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=6352565307648884487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6352565307648884487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6352565307648884487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-day-in-what-seemed-like-forever.html' title='Best day in what seemed like forever.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-4930960727510052058</id><published>2009-02-09T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:37:52.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscence &amp; Melancholy.</title><content type='html'>Am listening to "Songs for You" which I guess the "You" isn't referring to me, since &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Clintonsoon&lt;/span&gt; lent the CD to me on a spur-of-the-moment kind of decision. And they're all really nice songs omg. To think that I believed Paula DeAnda (almost typed LeAnda -.-) could only sing Easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I tend to associate songs with games -.- Or occurences for that matter but I usually "spam" listening to songs while playing games so only those times are the songs registered. Am I making sense? o.O I mean, I listen to the song so much while doing sth that when I listen to the song some other day I'd automatically think of what I was doing. Get it? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so She's No You - Jesse McCartney is associated to my training at Kerning City when I was a Bandit / Assassin way back then. Hahaha. It feels really melancholic! It just makes me wanna tell the world: "Those good old days (&amp;amp;nights) I spent in Maple in junior high. :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get Your Shine On &amp;amp; Take Your Sweet Time - Jesse McCartney is er, days when I trained my magician in GreenMush Cave of Ellinia? Something like that. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the oldest song I associated to games with (which I currently can't remember the name) was associated with Megaman o.O It was a scene when the brother/sister/friend/the red colour megaman-lookalike creature died. I think I was so sad I &lt;s&gt;cried&lt;/s&gt;. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-4930960727510052058?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/4930960727510052058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=4930960727510052058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/4930960727510052058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/4930960727510052058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/02/reminiscence-melancholy.html' title='Reminiscence &amp; Melancholy.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-5466603641206641130</id><published>2009-02-08T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T21:13:53.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause I see sunset in your eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SY7aBxYb8hI/AAAAAAAAASY/elHGki0p4XQ/s1600-h/Atlantica_20081115_100524441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300413535432208914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SY7aBxYb8hI/AAAAAAAAASY/elHGki0p4XQ/s320/Atlantica_20081115_100524441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just to show how big a fan of mine people are. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Facebook's making me lazy to blog! D: Hahaha. Plus I'm spending so much time on Rock Legends and Mafia Wars! DD: Ohnooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I just saw some Drummer on Rock Legends called Phet. Amusing right? Hahaha. Not meh? Okay, not ._.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I've not been spending my weekend wisely! So far I still've Phy tuts and Maths tuts and touching up of KI diagram? I think mine's too simple -.- Oh and I've forgotten what is Cosine rule!? DDDD:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it A^2 = B^2 + C^2 + 2(B)(C)(cosA)? Sheet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-5466603641206641130?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/5466603641206641130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=5466603641206641130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/5466603641206641130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/5466603641206641130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/02/cause-i-see-sunset-in-your-eyes.html' title='Cause I see sunset in your eyes.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SY7aBxYb8hI/AAAAAAAAASY/elHGki0p4XQ/s72-c/Atlantica_20081115_100524441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-3543671540050115090</id><published>2009-01-29T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:04:24.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused &amp; Perplexed &amp; Baffled.</title><content type='html'>My MSN has become some advertisement billboard! It's good to see the SC candidates really enthu about elections, but I'm starting to wonder if it's too much. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Nickname: Sihui&lt;br /&gt;Personal Message: Nicholas Bensim Xunlin Dawn&lt;br /&gt;Display Picture: Wenxin &amp;amp; Seewei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should start collecting advertising money soon! Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I continue with the next part of my post, I cordially invite faithful readers with &lt;u&gt;homicidal tendencies&lt;/u&gt; to leave, like now. And I also declare that I'm not conceiving thoughts of homicide, just that KI's been making me think alot, and I came up with the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(YES, YOU HOMICIDAL MEN / WOMEN PLEASE STOP READING NOW, REALLY!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;KILLING CHILDREN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocent people go to heaven after death.&lt;br /&gt;Children are people.&lt;br /&gt;Children are innocent.&lt;br /&gt;Children go to heaven after death.&lt;br /&gt;Killing people (inclusive of children) gives death to them.&lt;br /&gt;Children who gain death go to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Killing children sends them to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Heaven is a nice place.&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing for people (inclusive of children) to go to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;It's a good deed to send people (inclusive of children) to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;It's a good deed to kill children.&lt;br /&gt;We should do good deeds to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: We should start killing children since it's a good deed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me there's something wrong with my thought process -.- I don't wanna get &lt;em&gt;violent&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-3543671540050115090?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/3543671540050115090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=3543671540050115090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/3543671540050115090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/3543671540050115090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/01/confused-perplexed-baffled.html' title='Confused &amp; Perplexed &amp; Baffled.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-5231350641389559035</id><published>2009-01-27T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:08:48.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FACEBOOK!</title><content type='html'>I just joined &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; (with my brother) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite interesting leh hahaha. I THREW A SHEEP AT JEFFERSON LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, faster add me leh. If not I'll look like some loser with only &lt;40 friends lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And teach me how to use! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall play a bit more and then go sleep haha. Happy new year chu er! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-5231350641389559035?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/5231350641389559035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=5231350641389559035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/5231350641389559035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/5231350641389559035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/01/facebook.html' title='FACEBOOK!'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-1016174074419104891</id><published>2009-01-26T11:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T12:06:39.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I went to the park to read a book.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NIU YEAR!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Complete with auspicious red :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been very much pleased these few days :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School seems challenging but the people are funnnn! Hahaha. And I've been playing adequately, if not excessively. Although I've neglected the &lt;s&gt;homework&lt;/s&gt; tutorials and seemingly abandoned my pursuit of alienhood (whereby alien = good-in-studies person), I feel like I've gotten in touch with my gamer self. Too much or not is another issue altogether xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;SHSE&lt;/span&gt;'s been fun so far! The year6s are such a funny bunch, and the year5s are as bonded as ever before, so it's really enjoyable during practices, albeit my very-lousy-in-playing-SYF-pieces. I shall pratise hard! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes I did go the the park to read my Grayling (even though I wasn't very successful with it -.-). That's something that you'd probably never see me do last year. Haha. It sounds very arty-farty right! And the wind was blowing strongly against my &lt;s&gt;hair&lt;/s&gt; pages! I like :D So befitting of a philosopher, if I say so myself. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah 5C37's playing Angel&amp;amp;Mortal -.- I've said this before and I'll say it again: I don't like playing it! D: But it appears that nobody's started to give things to mortals, so I shall remain passive as well xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it's gonna be 12.11 soon, shall go collect stars in LuniaTW lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard this awesome-ly emotional phrase from a song weeks ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"It was you and me against the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and you promised me forever more."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess which song! :D Lady Chung, you can't participate! Reason being you've dug up my drafts in my phone and I thereby told you the answer -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-1016174074419104891?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/1016174074419104891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=1016174074419104891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1016174074419104891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1016174074419104891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-went-to-park-to-read-book.html' title='I went to the park to read a book.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-2026850693302108178</id><published>2009-01-20T19:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:52:42.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glamourrrrrr! ;D</title><content type='html'>I want to take &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;GLAMOUR SHOTS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yayyyyyyy hahahaha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I wanna dress nicely with lots of fun and nice people and we all go some red carpet and the backdrop is some super glam posters (of shiny silver) and there're fans blowing from below that make our hair flyyyyy and we walk glamorously and get our pictures taken. AND WE'LL BE FASHIONABLY LATE! Hahaha I have the weirdest fantasies xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;u&gt;Lady Gaga&lt;/u&gt;'ll play in the background! Lol. I'm like currently gaga-ing over &lt;u&gt;Lady Gaga&lt;/u&gt;! xD Recommended songs:&lt;br /&gt;Vanity - Lady Gaga&lt;br /&gt;Starstruck - Lady Gaga&lt;br /&gt;Brown Eyes - Lady Gaga&lt;br /&gt;(&amp;amp; the rather famous) Just Dance - Lady Gaga&lt;br /&gt;(&amp;amp; the even more famous) Poker Face - Lady Gaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygosh I've like no mood listening to songs other than Lady Gaga lol. I think I'm high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I've normal lessons today :D&lt;br /&gt;Crashed GP and were given some GP notes to bring home lol. It may appear that they've less homework &amp;amp; less stress than us KIckers / KIllers / KIssers / KIds / KIngs / .... (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First KI lesson of the year and we're given 3 pieces of homework, and two of which are Essays! :O And apparently the whole course of 2 years'll be about KNOWLEDGE haha. Everything is related to knowledge! Wonder if that's interesting / boring? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I've gotten my uniform! I'm a size &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;40 &amp;amp; 31&lt;/span&gt;! Sounds like such huge-ass sizes but apparently it's not o.O People who I thought were much thinner / smaller took same / similar sizes! :D Yay haha. But I don't think I'll be wearing the new uniform tmr la o.O Haha. We'll see :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh 5C37's really on! We've already planned our class outing &amp;amp; class teeshirt lol. Valentine/Friendship day'll be our first outing day haha. So romantic? Lol. Hope it'll be funnnnn :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah today I felt totally sleepy at Auditorium listening to the monotonous man talking about the calculator that is everyone's model but not mine so I couldn't really catch up so I was sian so I almost fell asleep but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;luckily I didn't&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; if not I won't be able to say "I never slept in class before" when I play &lt;strong&gt;I NEVER&lt;/strong&gt; next time. Lazy to phrase the previous sentence properly xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was quite sleepy throughout the lecture but I managed to catch something &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt;. Shan't reveal yet hahah xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall now try to practise cello / go read about the year5 SE item in email that i havent been able to read before / finish chem / start KI / look through maths T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Oh yeah I forgot to mention that today during KI, the teacher (mr. tan, was it?) gave us fortune cookies. Xunlin's was a very nice "LOVE IS IN THE AIR", and mine is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..."&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't be too complacent. Continue to strive for the best&lt;/span&gt;." Complete with a GONG XI FA CAI and a 4-digit number meant for people to go and try 4d -.- It's 8912 if you wanna ask your parents to buy 4d, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah why is my paper so unlucky z. No good comments about me one D: But then again Mr. tan jin song (omg i realise both gp and ki teachers are mr tans -.-) told us that every word in the sentence is important and may change the whole meaning of the sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall infer the paper as such: I'm already very good but usually people who are very good tend to slack, so it's telling me not to be that kind of very good people, instead I must not get complacent and continue to strive for the best. And the word CONTINUE is used, signifying that I'm acutally already striving for the best, and I've to continue doing so. It didn't use "go and strive for the best" right! Hahaha yay I'm gonna be a very good person but am still gonna strive for the best! &lt;u&gt;Niahahaha.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-2026850693302108178?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/2026850693302108178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=2026850693302108178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2026850693302108178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2026850693302108178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/01/glamourrrrrr-d.html' title='Glamourrrrrr! ;D'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-3791385090495671228</id><published>2009-01-18T15:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T16:23:03.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions (on a dance floor).</title><content type='html'>My brother just shared with me a part of his &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;love life&lt;/span&gt; last night. Haha. I find it rather heartwarming that he'd tell me this kind of thing :D Even though the purpose was to ask me what to get her for her bday -.- Ohwell I played my part as a supportive brother and told him my opinion lol :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... And he said I'm a genius! Lol I got natural talent with this hahahah xD Haha no lah, my idea came from a mix of sth Dyllis Teo gave me and sth Felica Koo told me. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm still confused by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Should I take up H2 Econs?&lt;br /&gt;-will I have to move class / house? =/&lt;br /&gt;-will I be wasting my time?&lt;br /&gt;-will I be able to cope with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Should I try out for Tennis?&lt;br /&gt;-will I be able to maintain my interest for 2 whole years, considering the last time I took tennis lessons I was a total failure and had zero interest in it?&lt;br /&gt;-will I even be accepted?&lt;br /&gt;-are the people inside nice?&lt;br /&gt;-can I balance senior high life with se AND a second cca? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Taekwondo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighhhhh. Please tell me your opinions if you've any to share :) Hopefully by tomorrow? &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, puimun showed me &lt;a href="http://news.ninemsn.com.au/article.aspx?id=665847"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; interesting thing haha. You may go look. It might just be the two minutes that made your day happier (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-3791385090495671228?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/3791385090495671228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=3791385090495671228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/3791385090495671228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/3791385090495671228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/01/confessions-on-dance-floor.html' title='Confessions (on a dance floor).'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-9017154401908551186</id><published>2009-01-17T12:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T15:50:09.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior High Orientation '09!</title><content type='html'>Came back from the grueling, tiring, hotttttttt, sunburning but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; orientation! :DDD Super long wordy post to come. I just posted it for my sake haha, you all can wait for pictures which hopefully should come soon? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pre-Orientation Night!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking of sleeping early on the last day of holidays, but I only realised that I HAD YET TO WASH MY PE T-SHIRT at like, 8pm. And I was luniatw-ing with miss yang the cute little girl who plays with puppets (who amazingly said: "&lt;u&gt;i think i look cute&lt;/u&gt;" LOL), and I had to multi-task playing and contemplating whether or not to wash, whether i can find the spare pe t shirt, whether... and I finally decided to wash at like 9pm+ -.- so i had to wait until v late to hang and dry it -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after i finished luniatw-ing with hc at like around 10-11pm (?, lost track of time) i went to look for uniform and i couldn't find leh. joke -.- in the end i found it like 45min later at the place where my uniform usually is at ._________. z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then i remembered fel telling me that i needed to fold stars for SE -.- and i didn't know how to ._________. and so i youtube-d "How to fold an origami star?" lol. It wasn't v helpful but i was smart enough to deduce it myself xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i spent a longgggg longgggg time folding 15stars, of which 4 were defected. So i finally finished everything at like 2+ z. So much for "zao shui zao qi jing sen hao :D" -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the SEers laughed at my box which used to store the not-crystal-act-crystal glass crane i bought in p6 -.- Use it to store the stars then the stars won't get crushed and become defected mah -.- Oh until now I still don't know what the stars are for O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I realise that after months of not using English and not writing essays, my blogging and thought-arranging process has gone rotten z)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Orientation!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As all orientations do, it started off rather awkward -.- Especially flag-raising. I'm sure we're all familiar with the I-don't-know-anybody-here-but-why-am-i-forced-to-stand-in-line-with-them awkardness right? Haha. Luckily there was nicho behind me and pm and minjie and xunlin beside me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to our &lt;s&gt;classroom&lt;/s&gt; homeroom to break the ice. Played curtain call(?). I managed to remain more or less flour-free ;D Haha. I think it's not a bad icebreaker lor haha. But the OGLs said bomberman(?) would've been a better icebreaker. Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telematch was retarded. We're forced to carry chairs and bucketfulls of water and waterbombs for the station masters, and they're later used on us -.- Should've poured everything away and told them "oops I spilled the water ;P" lor -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;OG K6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s first activity haha. Memorable! We had to:&lt;br /&gt;-spin twenty times (which got me super dizzy and I totally didn't know I was falling and the next moment I was on the floor? Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;-do 10push-ups&lt;br /&gt;-skip 20 times&lt;br /&gt;-kick capteh 5 times LOL&lt;br /&gt;-tell station master what the 20th word of the school song was. Like DHP people never learned the school song can -.- unfairness.&lt;br /&gt;-slot a thread through a pin (which I did quite quickly xD)&lt;br /&gt;-answer some lame question which had no answer, and wrong = splash water -.- (I dodged the water the first time then the station master angry poured the whole cup on me. JOKE xD)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;s&gt;crawl&lt;/s&gt;swim through puddle of water/soapwater/sarsi (I cleverly swam around the sarsi part niahaha)&lt;br /&gt;-protect the OGL from incoming waterbombs and bucketfull-of-water attacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we learned Mass Dance! I think this year's quite cool haha, except we ALWAYS had no space to stretch fully and hence we look like dying chickens with our half-outstreched arms -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight of Day 2 was dragonbating! :D Had to walk some terribly long distance and everyone went back to their Year4 classes/cliques but I couldn't find any 4d people? -.- Gina/Gena(?) was rather entertaining though ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we FINALLY reached the place, had some super long boring briefing about how to paddle before finally heading out into the waters :D I partnered tsunleong cos we were the lightest guys? Joke. Oh bytheway I'm either the shortest/second shortest guy in my group can -.- I always thought I was quite tall but apparently I'm not -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirins are very peaceful to each other haha. But we're v hiong when we meet other houses' dragonboats hahaha. I keep seeing evan who was sitting beside toon xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race at the end of the whole thing was super tiring -.- I've never felt like my arms were gonna fall off that badly before o.O But i think dragonboat has some team-spirit thing that kept us all going haha. Our group got 1st/2nd(?) haha, not bad lor :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played tuki-tuki and Splat and all those funny group games after that haha. Eva and I kept tuki-ing each other lol. In the end she died and I didn't xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School tour was quite interesting haha. But we finished quite quickly and got 3rd xD I think the best game was the TEN IS MY LUCKY NUMBER one. I was one of the THINKERS haha. It's like a philosophy-ish game of how to communicate and express our ideas efficiently and correctly. At first I thought they were gonna be v detailed and measure how many centimetres away from the edge that kind, but apparently they weren't -.- Should've suibian-ed from the start lor -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tsunleong fell while running and got both his knees injured o.O And he never came the next day onwards. Hope he can come to school on monday? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah one of the stations was across the zhengxinyuan, and we just ran across lol. Huanjun our OGL was disapprovingly shocked but joined in in the end haha. Him and his calouees&lt;3 lol Insider's joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway in the end alot of the meeting points are held at zhengxinyuan. Total disregard of mr kiw and his "grass is also life (cannot step on them)!" theory haha :D Huanjun must be really sad lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 was &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Watafest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! We had to walk some super long distance &lt;s&gt;AGAIN&lt;/s&gt; to ECP to play some games o.O Of which, one was to protect a paper ball (i.e. keep it dry) and run across a horde of mad waterbomb-throwing people. K6 played against some other house. I was supposed to drag a blindfolded wendy (who kiap-ed the paper ball with her arm and cover what's uncovered with her other hand) and run past them but the border broke and they had no integrity whatsoever to stay within the broken border lor. Some year6 man totally ran in front of my face and blocked my way and throw the waterbomb right at the paper ball area -.- Cheat until like that still come and accuse us of cheating and hiding the paper ball inside shirt when we didn't z. Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other activity was to have 4 different houses at all four corners of a circle and have 3 people protecting a pail (not let any water get in) while trying to get as much water as possible in the opponents' pails. The other houses ganged up on Kirin (apparently all the Kirin groups had that same problem haha) lor. Trying to make peace with Yijie / Valerie / Evan ended up in failure -.- And the other houses like to throw the SAND and water at our eyes to blind us before throwing water into the pail -.- No prizes for guessing which house lost most terribly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The KSC one K6/K8 won both times for the watafest-word-forming challenge :D Yay. And we also had Captain's polo (captain's ball in water -.-) and K6 got 3rd! Thanks to Jarib's super qiang defending :D and Junhao's often being at the right place at the right time :D and Huanjun's super fast swimming from one corner to the other. I subbed in once during the Semi-finals but we lost. NOT BECAUSE OF ME THOUGH! LOL. We only lost by one point! If not we could've gotten 1st/2nd lor haha. And the semi-finals game was against Bennu who was rumoured to merge 2 OGs and picked out only the guys -.- Ohwell nevermindddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And jefferson was the referee for the 3rd/4th placing game! Haha he's very funny with his transition lenses xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had OG dinner and we went to KFC (Kallang Food Court lol)! Actually the main point is saying goodbye to Wendy and Gina/Gena (?) the non-OGL year6s haha. And the foodcourt had this bigbig wall with a longggg poster that says CELEBRATE EVERY MOMENT. So symbollic :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night was Cluedo which was epic phail -.- The lights couldn't be switched off cos the man who controls them went home lol. The sound system for the listening-to-ghostly-music station spoiled so we all practically slept -.- Or watched nicho do his moonflower dance lol. The find puzzle pieces while blindfolded segment almost the whole world cheated -.- The first time I went in I didn't cheat and Weijia just grabbed my hand and asked me to walk with her and she led me to a puzzle piece before finally leading me to the exit. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Cluedo was funnn and scary! :D Adryl and Serene and Melissa and I were K7 of Detective 10 haha. We went to the two scariest stations IMO, i.e. the &lt;strong&gt;cleaner's room&lt;/strong&gt; and the &lt;strong&gt;LT haunted toilet&lt;/strong&gt; station. Think those two were the scariest xD Haha I kept treating the "ghosts" as normal people and talking to them normally xD When Melissa and I were doing the task at the cleaner's room we shone Serene's iPhone around and noticed the "ghost" hiding behind the man then Melissa was like "eh got someone there!" and the station master was like "don't have la that's a doll" and we kept arguing haha. Spoil the whole scary mood xD damn funny haha. We were supposed to find the legs and hands of the doll and we kept looking back and checking the station masters to see if they would jump up and scare us hahaha. The final thing was to get the head and body of the doll from the "ghost" we noticed earlier lol. Then Melissa was like "eh you do anything to me I punch you ah" then the "ghost" who was like looking down was like giggling lol. Damn spoil mood xD Then melissa snatched the head and body lol, damn funny. In the end when we were supposed to piece the doll together we were continuously unable to fit the hand in, until the station master bu nai fan and tell us "aiyah never mind la" lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LT one was just normal jump out and BOO kind but still quite fun ahha. Got the mood xD Adryl and I (who went in as a pair) kept asking questions like "where got cup?" and "fill how much water?" and "really must drink ah?" and "the water clean or not?" that kind lol. Haha. Had a good time screaming my heart out :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh one of our stations was also at the Bball court. Some woman was supposed to act as the dead victim and we were supposed to examine her body. The point of the thing was just to scare us when we check her mouth, which is when she'd scream and scare us haha. But at first we didn't know what haha. So we just checked lor. And she was lying down but her legs were as if she was sitting cross-legged. And there was a shoebag there, so i picked it up and threw it aside. Then the woman damn funny hahaha, she sat up and said "eh that's my property" or sth like that and put it back and went back to lie down HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah while we were doing the puzzle before that we figured out that the puzzle was actually the tennis court, so the whole detective 10 group ran there and got ghosts there to scare us. But I wasn't in front so I didn't get scared, only saw them scaring the in front people hahaha. And the station master there told us some story and then told us to cancel pikachu and pokeball from our list and we were all puzzled by what she meant. But I realise that she's talking about cluedo lol, so i told her we were just doing the puzzle and we all -.-ed haha. Until now I still duno what we were supposed to do after piecing the puzzle together leh, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah while at the tennis court there, Jarib was looking around and saw a shoe in the hosereel area. And because we were told to look at the floor while running around cos clues might be dropped, Jarib picked it up and asked the station master if it was a clue, then she said "that's my shoe, please put it back" Then we looked down and she was only wearing one shoe. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah that night must sleep in school right, then it was late at night and I had no sleeping bag so I slept on the table kind, then the fan was on full blast leh -.- Unbearably uncomfortable can. I kept waking up like every half an hour or so. That was pure torture la -.- I should've worn my jacket but I was too sleepy/tired to think straight haha. And I didn't dare to turn down the fan cos junhao chose to sleep right under the fan so I thought he's the kind that always sleep in fullblast aircon room kind. Later I turn down then he cant sleep. Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 was fun but had a lot of waiting time in between o.O House activity in the morning was quite fun haha. Played dog &amp;amp; bone and da feng chui. I never did any forfeit haha. But pac-monster race was simplified and became rather easy and alot of the groups finished way ahead of the scheduled time. So we all slept in audi / danced in 5c37 haha. I went to the latter xD Seriously the mass dance is fun :D At first it was only Kirin+yuesing, but later became Kirin+Bennu then later became Kirin+Bennu+Drakon / Kirin+Bennu+Homa(?, I forgot =/) Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finale nite was hotttttttt xD Apart from the food which was &lt;em&gt;slightly&lt;/em&gt; better than the rest of the meals -.-, the games were damn funny haha:&lt;br /&gt;-the girl has to sit on the guy's lap and burst the balloon in between (10 times). Bennu won this with like 13sec lol. Pm+Pikachu forms a good team? lol.&lt;br /&gt;-the guy and girl has to kiap a falling bread between their cheeks. Christopher and Kenneth were damn funny haha. I think Drakon won? I forgot -.-&lt;br /&gt;-both guys and girls have to do a 1min performance to sell their SEXY legs haha. Ben Zhang was damn hotttt lol, I wonder why Kirin won and not Drakon -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then mass dance session was fun haha. Got to see all the dancers shake it up, bring it up (lol the drakon cheer)! Then the solo segment was er, funny. I shan't elaborate lol. Tung and Toon (and others who saw what happened at that particular time) 'd know what I mean hahaha. The people-within-5m-radius dodging incident xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we gathered in the hall and lit candles to form I(L)SH :D It was historic and sensational :D Too bad only Sichun, Jarib, Adryl and I were left in K6 to witness it. Then the different houses split up to do our welcoming-the-year-5s-into-the-houses rituals haha. I think Kirin has the best ritual xD We had to jump through 2 of the bombomcha thing and also put face paint and also put glitter in our hair and take a green star and make a wish for the house and for ourselves. Then we sat in a spiralling formation and lied down to look at the stars and listened to the house capts talk. Haha it was super serene and calming :) &lt;s&gt;Oh clinton and I were intending to zipai and some yr6 looked at us and said "are you all guys or not?" in the insulting tone. Stupid chauvanist/sexist man -.- Why guys cannot zipai you tell me? Z.&lt;/s&gt; Anyway after that we ignored him and the whole group of us (nicholas and weicheng and ashley and clinton and sichun and jarib and adryl and our OGLs and I) all started taking photos lol. And we ended off with learning the war dance haha. Quite barbaric actually -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we slept. This time it was more bearable cos I wore long pants and jacket and I took some plasticbags filled with clothes to use as pillow and I turned down the fan to 3 (the previous night it was a full-blasting 5 -.-). But the table was still hard so I still kept waking up every hour or so. And everytime i woke up i still felt super cold so I kept turning down the fan haha. By 5am I turned the whole fan at my corner off lol. But it was still cold I duno why -.- Climate change? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day5 morning the Kirins had to meet earlier to play with sparklers haha. Hadn't played that since a long time ago. Last time I was afraid of the flakes but this time none hit me leh. Haha yay. Then we went for flagraising and we mass danced and algorithm-danced (which is quite cute haha). Then we all sat in zhengxinyuan and cheered and did war dance and all that o.O Then guppy / mr sng gave speeches but the sound system made it all muffled so in the end nobody aroung me bothered to try to listen -.- We wrote on each others' papers and left after that haha. Oh &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Kirin is CHAMPION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Yay hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went home with Toon and Tung cos 4d took a long time to decide and were probably going far far away anyway haha. Had a lot of fun playing games like THIS IS A LINE, THIS IS NOT A LINE haha. And we also talked about all the funny things that happened in the Orientation haha. Must gossip more often! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the orientation's over, I'm left with a tan/sunburn but also a whole lot of satisfaction, and new friends! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;5c37&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;OG K6&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;s&gt;PUSSY&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;DHSSH Orientation&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I got influenced by the green-ness of Kirin that I changed my MSN color scheme and the windows sidebar notepad thing to green lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-9017154401908551186?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/9017154401908551186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=9017154401908551186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/9017154401908551186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/9017154401908551186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/01/senior-high-orientation-09.html' title='Senior High Orientation &apos;09!'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-8128226525187324744</id><published>2009-01-11T15:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:46:56.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After what seems like forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;HELLO! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm back from Indonesiaaaa &lt;s&gt;three days ago&lt;/s&gt;. This time it was quite fun as compared to the previous times. Did some meaningful stuff, including helping mama during her very busy time (cos she was working on her Sunset Policy).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how many non-Indons'd know about Sunset Policy o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, more than half of the time was wasted on TV and other useless things. So it's still rather boring. I even did sudoku! Which I wouldn't do unless I was bored. The last time I touched it was when my computer spoilt during some holiday -_- And I've completed / played till am super bored with all my 20+ handphone games! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I've also done lots of shopping haha. Slightly renewed wardrobe! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway friday was Yujie's birthday celebration! YO SEX / O SEXY went earlier to buy but yijie was late so the rest of us just walked around looking for stuff. But there wasn't much of a choice, the bags were off-budget haha. So in the end we went to an island shop and bought her earrings and a necklace, and also a heart-shaped strawberry cake. There was no lighter though haha. But we didn't fake it like the previous time with jesmine's cake xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we (now joined by yujie yijie and nicho the ! of yosexy! lol) went to buy sushi from a supermarket and picnic-ed at the rooftop garden(?). At first we ate inside the building at the corridor where very few people would walk, but we got chased out by this security guard, so we moved out and sat right outside the mirror at the same area lol. I bet the security guard was very  but couldn't do anything about it ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played Cluedo but the wind was strong and kept blowing our &lt;s&gt;hair&lt;/s&gt; papers away haha. Once, the paper bag that was used to store the box got blown into the water lol. After two rounds I was more or less braindead haha, and we all went to pee / buy drinks. And ashley and weicheng came to join us :D Weicheng v funny, dont let us read his shirt lol. An onlooker would've thought we were molesting him xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later weicheng ashley cindy and yijie played cluedo while nicho went home, so the rest of us chatted haha. Got updated quite a bit on gossips xD Yay hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yijie won and they decided to play hide&amp;amp;seek. But I didn't feel like running around and hiding so I offered to take care of the belongings haha. Apparently cindy&amp;amp;toon took a long time to be found haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to arcade and played the throw ball thing, but the machine was slightly unresponsive so -_- and we played the compare pictures and find 5 differences game! Tried v hard to beat the high score but couldn't haha. We tried like &gt;4 times lorrr! haha. But we still lost to, erm, OMG LUVS OH -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to have dinner at Marche, which was nice as usual but costly as usual. Toon and I shared two meals haha. Not bad la xD Got to taste the chicken while still eating the rosti xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WA YO SEXY! are fun peopleee ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've unpacked &amp;amp; mopped the floor :D But I'm still procrastinating and not finishing my GP essay z. Maybe I shall do it after this =/ Siannn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this morning I woke up and suddenly rmb-ed that school (&amp;amp; orientation) starts tmr. I knew it was coming but it's still v sudden lor -.- And I don't know anyone from my OG DDDDDDD: Nicho and I were like complaining to each other just now lol. Ohwell I guess it can't be helped -.- I shall be as pleasant as possible and hopefully everything'll go well =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I went for a short suntanning session just now. Can see a slight difference! Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-8128226525187324744?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/8128226525187324744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=8128226525187324744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/8128226525187324744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/8128226525187324744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2009/01/after-what-seems-like-forever.html' title='After what seems like forever.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-142503161737306106</id><published>2008-11-20T09:04:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:24:26.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute (&amp; Triumph).</title><content type='html'>My time in 4D's more or less up. And even though we hold outings like, daily -_-, it's starting to feel a little sad now that we're parting. So here's a tribute to all the people who've made my upper secondary life that much more interesting and fun. And yes, there will be pictures. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTqjcTKnYI/AAAAAAAAAR8/l15Y4kByoXs/s1600-h/CIMG0833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270595358543224194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTqjcTKnYI/AAAAAAAAAR8/l15Y4kByoXs/s400/CIMG0833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Level camp! :D Together with Freddy the pipipipipipi-man and wenting &amp;amp; ruth. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTpam0sBHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/p22LPhxa7Xc/s1600-h/P1010251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270594107237729394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTpam0sBHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/p22LPhxa7Xc/s400/P1010251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4D Orcs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTpaJIekhI/AAAAAAAAARs/a5uCWPENqqQ/s1600-h/P1010249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270594099267670546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTpaJIekhI/AAAAAAAAARs/a5uCWPENqqQ/s400/P1010249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4D orcs again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTpaL3lZVI/AAAAAAAAARk/YNRO_fU3vY4/s1600-h/P1010181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270594100002121042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTpaL3lZVI/AAAAAAAAARk/YNRO_fU3vY4/s400/P1010181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes the sun was bright -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTpaGWw1FI/AAAAAAAAARc/UVNog6UASy4/s1600-h/P1010179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270594098522281042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTpaGWw1FI/AAAAAAAAARc/UVNog6UASy4/s400/P1010179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I &amp;amp; Jianyi! Look at my amazing blonde hair xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTpZ_UxzNI/AAAAAAAAARU/xqYuOUnx6q0/s1600-h/P1010178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270594096634907858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTpZ_UxzNI/AAAAAAAAARU/xqYuOUnx6q0/s400/P1010178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yuesing &amp;amp; I &amp;amp; Jesmine &amp;amp; Extra anonymous hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTn9yoGq9I/AAAAAAAAARM/87-TUWrfKco/s1600-h/P1010177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270592512678341586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTn9yoGq9I/AAAAAAAAARM/87-TUWrfKco/s400/P1010177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I &amp;amp; Jesmine. Lol what is she doing -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTn9kN7sQI/AAAAAAAAARE/zCadZxiui4U/s1600-h/P1010163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270592508810473730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTn9kN7sQI/AAAAAAAAARE/zCadZxiui4U/s400/P1010163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hysteric yuesing &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTn9e5nOfI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_gL1RENCksU/s1600-h/Image030_-_Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270592507383069170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTn9e5nOfI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_gL1RENCksU/s400/Image030_-_Copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas Toon &amp;amp; I. Lol, taken from one of our many trips to Toon's house. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTn9DNYqpI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Srhpsn5_bYY/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270592499949808274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTn9DNYqpI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Srhpsn5_bYY/s400/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Yutse &amp;amp;) Ophilia &amp;amp; I :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTn83wsW8I/AAAAAAAAAQs/Lxc5cy6uD0Y/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270592496876673986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTn83wsW8I/AAAAAAAAAQs/Lxc5cy6uD0Y/s400/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I &amp;amp; Nicholas! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTmGCPvW4I/AAAAAAAAAQk/GPU2je0tbRo/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270590455286815618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTmGCPvW4I/AAAAAAAAAQk/GPU2je0tbRo/s400/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us on the bus. Look at toon lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTmF3xvK-I/AAAAAAAAAQc/1DBcgk8ngfc/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270590452476619746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTmF3xvK-I/AAAAAAAAAQc/1DBcgk8ngfc/s400/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTmF45laCI/AAAAAAAAAQU/bxYxTrmsAYA/s1600-h/DSCF7893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270590452777969698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTmF45laCI/AAAAAAAAAQU/bxYxTrmsAYA/s400/DSCF7893.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Interclass basketball supporters! (Although i left halfway for cello lesson -_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTmFXAOuAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/DwVgvyRlgXg/s1600-h/DSCF7022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270590443679037442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTmFXAOuAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/DwVgvyRlgXg/s400/DSCF7022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yujie &amp;amp; (terrible hair) me &amp;amp; Puimun (who WAS still wearing SC tie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTmEtRbZhI/AAAAAAAAAQE/zwLBD-XkKMk/s1600-h/DSC00890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270590432476882450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTmEtRbZhI/AAAAAAAAAQE/zwLBD-XkKMk/s400/DSC00890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CS concert-going people :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTgSel7UsI/AAAAAAAAAP8/naJagV_4p-M/s1600-h/DSCF7769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270584071984730818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTgSel7UsI/AAAAAAAAAP8/naJagV_4p-M/s400/DSCF7769.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Er. Some celebration. The murals are behind! Wonder if they'll be brought to the new campus o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTgSI9QZVI/AAAAAAAAAP0/uHKPL2vXVFI/s1600-h/DSCF7047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270584066177000786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTgSI9QZVI/AAAAAAAAAP0/uHKPL2vXVFI/s400/DSCF7047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shile &amp;amp; I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTgR09RJII/AAAAAAAAAPs/hBDzUI6Q4MY/s1600-h/DSCF7038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270584060808340610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTgR09RJII/AAAAAAAAAPs/hBDzUI6Q4MY/s400/DSCF7038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I &amp;amp; Ophilia doing our "what's your problem" pose :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTgRls7n7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/Tl51YvcJs3o/s1600-h/DSCF6551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270584056713289650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTgRls7n7I/AAAAAAAAAPk/Tl51YvcJs3o/s400/DSCF6551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yuhui &amp;amp; I taking gayness to a whole new level -_- HIS IDEA OKAY! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTgRcNDM2I/AAAAAAAAAPc/hpl7w4lzpVE/s1600-h/DSCF6549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270584054163649378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTgRcNDM2I/AAAAAAAAAPc/hpl7w4lzpVE/s400/DSCF6549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nicho and I amazed by the.. er.. keropok -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTSLuL729I/AAAAAAAAAPU/-KVZ9I5gqdA/s1600-h/Image134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270568562748808146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTSLuL729I/AAAAAAAAAPU/-KVZ9I5gqdA/s400/Image134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Teacher's day celebrations. Puimun and I and Nicholas wearing our red masks :D Our theme was supposed to be erm, Dark Knight? -.- Can tell? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTQVT7iT_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/iebL3dZPtEQ/s1600-h/GetAttachmentCADDEZTR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270566528476139506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTQVT7iT_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/iebL3dZPtEQ/s400/GetAttachmentCADDEZTR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Class photo! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270598655040931666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTtjUtdx1I/AAAAAAAAASM/fw3GuH9SWRk/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Class photo again (with all of us not looking at the camera -.-)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTQVNwCMkI/AAAAAAAAAO8/mxIdhDV-jwI/s1600-h/DSCF8684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270566526817284674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTQVNwCMkI/AAAAAAAAAO8/mxIdhDV-jwI/s400/DSCF8684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Random bunch of people who stayed in canteen after commencement to &lt;s&gt;eat&lt;/s&gt; camwhore :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTQU6JEE-I/AAAAAAAAAO0/X21Nnae5gE8/s1600-h/DSC02016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270566521553556450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTQU6JEE-I/AAAAAAAAAO0/X21Nnae5gE8/s400/DSC02016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us with our commencement ceremony files.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTQUzFR0YI/AAAAAAAAAOs/2vDChty8BIc/s1600-h/DSC02015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270566519658631554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTQUzFR0YI/AAAAAAAAAOs/2vDChty8BIc/s400/DSC02015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the back, which reads "There is no need to reach high for the stars. They are already within you - just reach deep into youself" by Eleanor Powell. (No there was no typo, they DID print the last word of the quote as YOUSELF. HAHAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there is a fang mao zi! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTN9AjPcFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/-ktuVinqnnM/s1600-h/DSC02005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270563911933849682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTN9AjPcFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/-ktuVinqnnM/s400/DSC02005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elicia &amp;amp; Cindy &amp;amp; Beiqin &amp;amp; I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTN8w4uX5I/AAAAAAAAAOc/gnRzle__jhw/s1600-h/DSC01996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270563907728990098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTN8w4uX5I/AAAAAAAAAOc/gnRzle__jhw/s400/DSC01996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yijie and I doing our (erotic) level camp dance pose :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTN8nFaxhI/AAAAAAAAAOU/c9dRq2OgF98/s1600-h/DSC01994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270563905097877010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTN8nFaxhI/AAAAAAAAAOU/c9dRq2OgF98/s400/DSC01994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Puimun &amp;amp; I (with xingqi's pinkpink heart).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTN8htLUWI/AAAAAAAAAOM/gvYHwvKuXSs/s1600-h/DSC01976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270563903654023522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTN8htLUWI/AAAAAAAAAOM/gvYHwvKuXSs/s400/DSC01976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yujie &amp;amp; I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTN8TqlebI/AAAAAAAAAOE/2Y-g6CSFykc/s1600-h/CIMG3412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270563899885058482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTN8TqlebI/AAAAAAAAAOE/2Y-g6CSFykc/s400/CIMG3412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zhenzhou &amp;amp; I &amp;amp; Puimun &amp;amp; Cindy in the mirror. This was taken in Xunlin's lift -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTLzGLp_rI/AAAAAAAAAN8/dJ77R_WKPqM/s1600-h/CIMG3411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270561542623592114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTLzGLp_rI/AAAAAAAAAN8/dJ77R_WKPqM/s400/CIMG3411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us with the host! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTLylEIWwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/CSnjQ6vIL7w/s1600-h/CIMG3408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270561533733657346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTLylEIWwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/CSnjQ6vIL7w/s400/CIMG3408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the swing :D (I'm not that heavy! The swing was just bouncing down when this photo was taken! xPP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTLyMlZWMI/AAAAAAAAANs/GtbAxIPKwis/s1600-h/CIMG3407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270561527162296514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTLyMlZWMI/AAAAAAAAANs/GtbAxIPKwis/s400/CIMG3407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, I know &lt;s&gt;I&lt;/s&gt; the chick is very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTLx3JA-DI/AAAAAAAAANk/jobQVZ8rHOo/s1600-h/CIMG3402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270561521406113842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTLx3JA-DI/AAAAAAAAANk/jobQVZ8rHOo/s400/CIMG3402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zhenzhou &amp;amp; I! Love this photo sans my qing chun dous :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTLxX7T_gI/AAAAAAAAANc/n_z8qFqCLo0/s1600-h/CIMG3401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270561513027141122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTLxX7T_gI/AAAAAAAAANc/n_z8qFqCLo0/s400/CIMG3401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp;amp; Zhenzhou &amp;amp; Xunlin who's erm, accidentally caught in the frame. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSS__tJefFI/AAAAAAAAANU/RjHFq4it4is/s1600-h/CIMG3195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270548565102328914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSS__tJefFI/AAAAAAAAANU/RjHFq4it4is/s400/CIMG3195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yujie &amp;amp; I again! With the heart this time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSS__YAp11I/AAAAAAAAANM/uSb5F8y8FXc/s1600-h/CIMG3193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270548559428179794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSS__YAp11I/AAAAAAAAANM/uSb5F8y8FXc/s400/CIMG3193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cindy &amp;amp; I! We compliment each other well cos she can show her dimple when she stands at the right &lt;s&gt;and I get to hide my qing chun dous&lt;/s&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSS__CSOhtI/AAAAAAAAANE/Hn1M74-0FR0/s1600-h/CIMG3179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270548553596307154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSS__CSOhtI/AAAAAAAAANE/Hn1M74-0FR0/s400/CIMG3179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YO SEXY (doing gina's hand position lol)! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSS_-qRheLI/AAAAAAAAAM8/py-aWRIMtvQ/s1600-h/CIMG3052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270548547150903474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSS_-qRheLI/AAAAAAAAAM8/py-aWRIMtvQ/s400/CIMG3052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elicia (with guaibei eyes) &amp;amp; Puimun &amp;amp; I! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSS_-B0fOCI/AAAAAAAAAM0/_THzfsqA-ZY/s1600-h/CIMG2807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270548536291702818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSS_-B0fOCI/AAAAAAAAAM0/_THzfsqA-ZY/s400/CIMG2807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Almost all the people who've made my Year 3 /4 DHS life what it was :D (And you may see Mdm Nora and her QT pi son haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes you may kup the above photos :D And I think there aren't any of me being exceptionally unglam haha. If I put those up there'd be hundreds of photos here -.- Lol. I think I took like 2h+ to upload the above z. Ohwell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tributeeee :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#1 Shile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-thanks for being the fewww PRCs who i can talk comfortably to! :D and for pei-ing me to eat chicken stew so many times haha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#2 Yuesing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-miss dota freak + hysteric mania :D I'm sure we'd all agree that 3dollar / 4down life would be that much less fun without your laughing / mad noises constantly playing the background :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#3 Chingshia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-thanks for your supply of Cadbury chocolates! Lol. and yes for pei-ing me to Philosophy class :D we're the only two 4d people who went! yay we are unique :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#4 Puimun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-miss Fortissimo and potential member of DHS Gossip Gang! :D thanks for the millions of sweets you've offered me and also interesting gossip and updates .plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#5 Dingmi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-thanks for being so funny during presentations haha. and for pulling up our class average GPA -.- lol. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#6 Elicia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-thanks for bringing an element of spasm &amp;amp; lagness &amp;amp; unglamness &amp;amp; so on to the class haha. and also for the tonnes of projects we've worked together on and ahgong's car :D YO SEXY! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#7 Yutse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-thanks for being someone who also has PT haha. and for being so hillarious and unique and decisive for projects and being the owner of wang jia de gou / the bitchy witch that got ditched. Lol. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#8 Louise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-thanks for being so talented and funny and cool and singing so well :D our level camp dance + our 3rd or sth place for the level camp item :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#9 Xunlin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-miss XIAO DI! lol. thanks for being our delivery girl and also dancing so well and also appearing for the countless outings and bringing so much fun with you :D Among 5 of us, who do you think is the most complicated? Xunlin &amp;amp; Bram! :D YO SEXY! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#10 Jesmine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-lame + cold woman! thanks for the occasional funny jokes you crack and also being part of our amazing IDMI group :D Among 5 of us, who do you think cooks the best meals? Jesmine! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#11 Ophilia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-kwek the PCME woman! lol. thanks for your everlasting support and being so hardworking and all that lol. and for being my spastic partner with GIMME MORE and WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM and THE JIGGLE / INDIAN DANCE THING lol. :D May we get into the same class next year :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#12 Yijie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-auntie + bimbo lim! (almost typed bimbo lime -_-) thanks for being so funny and providing all of our phones with the ringtone that goes WO SHI JUE DE LA HOR, ZHE ZHONG DONG XI LA HOR.. lol. YO SEXY! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#13 Linyun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-thanks for being focused and concentrating in lessons? haha. We all know I can't handle noise well, especially during lessons :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#14 Wenfang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-thanks for being our chem rep and also bringing up our average GPA? haha. thanks for being one of my role models of intelligence and good grades :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#15 Cindy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-yo cindy! thanks for being so funny and glam and appearing in countless outings also :D and for providing us with a good place to sleepover / mahjong haha. oh and also for having the same name as my grandma! lol. YO SEXY! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#16 Yiwei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-thanks for being our SLEEPING BEAUTY and YIGANG'S GOSSIP GIRLFRIEND and so guniang and funny! haha. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#17 Zhenmei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-thanks for sitting beside me for what seems like the entire year! :D zhenmei zhen mei! haha. and thanks for being so smart and so quick in copying notes and funny haha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#18 Gina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-neh! haha. thanks for being so funny and spastic and yet so smart at the same time haha. don't do zuowens too quickly or else weicheng'll always call &lt;s&gt;and distract&lt;/s&gt; you! haha. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#19 Dongchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-dong chen hen mei! :D haha. thanks for being so funny and sporting and being our physics rep and helping us alot in pushing deadlines and all that. lol. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#20 Xiayuan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-thanks for being our top scorer! haha. and for baffling even our CHINESE teacher with your bullet-train speed talking and also for being funny and all :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#21 Hongdou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-thanks for being the source of quite a bit of our fun :D We wouldn't have our sprouting cheer if not for you haha. Nicholas would feel bored sitting in front if you weren't there! Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#22 Yushan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-thanks for being so funny at times and also YUHUI's GOSSIP GIRLFRIEND haha. so funny :D and also thanks for being one of our sources of copying unimportant homework lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#23 Yujie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-na yi ge zhang? hahaha :D thanks for being such a funny and spastic Vice-chairperson and also for appearing in manymany outings haha. we shall buy hokkaido domes and watch movies again someday! :D YO SEXY! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#24 Beiqin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-heyyy fellow PCME man :D thanks for being so funny and having so many people having crushes on you hahaha. and for the 'bu shuang' face you show when they make fun of you xD May we get into the same class next year! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#25 Bram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-hello. just.. you're awesome. xD thanks for going to all the outings I go to :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#26 Yigang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-xiaogang! lol. thanks for being so funny and also for inventing funny things with me like THE YELLOW EARTHSHAKER, which is erm.. coming up soon haha. and also for sitting near me for the whole of this year haha :D and also for being my fellow sun you during LA film haha. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#27 Renjie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-thanks for being so open with your crushes and all that! o.O lol. it's unique la, haha :D Renjie + yijie = funny! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#28 Weicheng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;s&gt;maths / physics / LA / chem..&lt;/s&gt; everything pro! thanks for sitting beside me for almost the whole year :D and also for being so funny and intelligent which helped me a lot during lessons! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#29 Xingqi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-fellow 2.67 -&gt; 3.2 -&gt; 3.3 gpa man! :D haha. so cool right! we have the same gpa 3 times xD thanks for being so expressive o.O and also for being our I HEART MUSIC incharge and SC VP and all that :D please don't pick up the ashley/yuesing accent! hahaha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#30 Minjie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-thanks for being so funny and the small handwriting that baffles ALL teachers haha. your ying2 (win) is smaller than like a dot la! haha. so cool :D Minjie + Jessica = also very funny xDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#31 Nicholas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-hyper&amp;amp;emo&amp;amp;hyper&amp;amp;emo tall man! hahaha. thanks for being my project mate for SOOOOO many projects :D learnt alot from you :D thanks for being funny also haha. and for pei-ing me eat and go find teachers and whatever else haha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#32 Ashley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Fortissimo + accent&amp;amp;antics-filled crazy chairperson! thanks for bringing in like half of our class's humour haha. it's always that much more fun when you go to soccer / LAN outings haha. thanks for the spasm and funny-ness haha. 4D'd be superrrr different without you and you know that too! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#33 Zhenzhou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-MOM dancer / caffeine-addict / dota pro! thanks for being so lag, so much so that it inspired a zhenzhou clap lol. :D thanks for appearing in lots of outings :D it's always like much more fun with you around haha :D thanks for being funny and sporting and gentlemanly and all that haha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#34 Jianyi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-thanks for sitting on the same bench with weicheng &amp;amp; i! your constant-sleeping-yet-always-score-higher-than-me-for-tests ability baffles me. lol. thanks for being spastic and funny! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;#35 Yuhui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-pervert! lol. hahaha dont keep touching me! &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;----------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4D-ownage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4D :DDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4D =DDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Can you spot the 4mouth-ed face? lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-142503161737306106?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/142503161737306106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=142503161737306106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/142503161737306106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/142503161737306106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/11/tribute-triumph.html' title='Tribute (&amp; Triumph).'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSTqjcTKnYI/AAAAAAAAAR8/l15Y4kByoXs/s72-c/CIMG0833.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-622004954047347729</id><published>2008-11-16T23:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T01:13:41.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos of Cello Stayover.</title><content type='html'>THIS TOOK ME LIKE FOREVER TO POST AND KEPT ME UP TILL LIKE THIS UNEARTHLY HOUR WHEN I'VE SLEEPOVER TMR D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prequel: The latest photos seem to be at the top, due to &lt;s&gt;laziness&lt;/s&gt; erm blogger errors. You may choose to view from the bottom of this post to make more sense out of the photos' chronological order :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBOy_JM2GI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Xjv5fkY2Ozc/s1600-h/CIMG4858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269298201873930338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBOy_JM2GI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Xjv5fkY2Ozc/s400/CIMG4858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spicy Korean Rice Cake that we cooked (and I helped with the paste that looks super delicious no?) Fel took this photo. Got future as food photog lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBOyZddOsI/AAAAAAAAAMk/mIa9BS3Vlzg/s1600-h/CIMG4856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269298191758342850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBOyZddOsI/AAAAAAAAAMk/mIa9BS3Vlzg/s400/CIMG4856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah yes my very famous arm testing thing transcended 4d and ventured into SE xD You may ask me to test on you if I've not already done so haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBOxz5ByFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/TLLW98R5Y4A/s1600-h/CIMG4853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269298181673437266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBOxz5ByFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/TLLW98R5Y4A/s400/CIMG4853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THIS IS THE PICTURE THAT MADE THE LITTLE WEIRD ALIEN THING BE CALLED JEFFERSON HAHAHAHA. (And I'm revealling GOM's butt o.O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBOxP42mLI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Zv80gMxwPwM/s1600-h/CIMG4850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269298172009027762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBOxP42mLI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Zv80gMxwPwM/s400/CIMG4850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the octopus that Subin claims has scary eyes. (And I'm grabbing GOM's armpits -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBOw92PF1I/AAAAAAAAAMM/nfNcQDZXChY/s1600-h/CIMG4845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269298167166211922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBOw92PF1I/AAAAAAAAAMM/nfNcQDZXChY/s400/CIMG4845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes that's Princess Mirror. And you can get a slight glimpse of my unglam ancient-Japanese-man hairstyle done by Dyllis haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBKGyDeM6I/AAAAAAAAAME/hyHGZUyO_KY/s1600-h/CIMG4840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269293044399485858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBKGyDeM6I/AAAAAAAAAME/hyHGZUyO_KY/s400/CIMG4840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The set used to do the mask haha. The powder for the mask is at the bottom-left, and it's called Huang Tu Ye. It forms a brown ppt with water and is mixed using the brush as can be seen from the bottom-left corner. The rest are extra things which I don't understand. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBKGhdM0LI/AAAAAAAAAL8/n0SSSgI8geQ/s1600-h/CIMG4831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269293039943995570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBKGhdM0LI/AAAAAAAAAL8/n0SSSgI8geQ/s400/CIMG4831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes this is Dyllis with her Mask acting serene and peaceful and READING THE NEWSPAPER. Made us all laugh -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBKGX3K8KI/AAAAAAAAAL0/2sKCDLpEK3o/s1600-h/CIMG4830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269293037368570018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBKGX3K8KI/AAAAAAAAAL0/2sKCDLpEK3o/s400/CIMG4830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YES YOU MAY CAPTURE A GLIMPSE OF THE (VERY RARELY) UNGLAM ME HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBKFit2L1I/AAAAAAAAALs/8ehB4qSccwk/s1600-h/CIMG4828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269293023102381906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBKFit2L1I/AAAAAAAAALs/8ehB4qSccwk/s400/CIMG4828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Apparently as the mask evaporates / cools / hardens, it changes to almost skin-color. You may see the progress. Subin just put hers on, before that was Fel, before that was Jeff, before that was Xiaowen, before that was me (who's taking the photo), and the first victim was Dyllis. You can see Dyllis' mask almost cannot see haha. And yes, we are scary-looking people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And you can also see Fel tou1 xiao4-ing. I think that made her mask crack and made her emo and go "my mak crack alreadyyyyyyyyyyy, crack already laaaaaaaaaaaaa" xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBKFcCWhoI/AAAAAAAAALk/rls2-kwSxhg/s1600-h/CIMG4801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269293021309339266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBKFcCWhoI/AAAAAAAAALk/rls2-kwSxhg/s400/CIMG4801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More or less covers the whole process. Beautician Subin, eager victim, curious on-lookers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBFjUqe7dI/AAAAAAAAALc/4bVvscVE-F0/s1600-h/CIMG4795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269288037168115154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBFjUqe7dI/AAAAAAAAALc/4bVvscVE-F0/s400/CIMG4795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Camwhore session! Year 3 one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBFjLhRpsI/AAAAAAAAALU/lbc8APY1_m0/s1600-h/CIMG4794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269288034713577154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBFjLhRpsI/AAAAAAAAALU/lbc8APY1_m0/s400/CIMG4794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, this is a Year 4 one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBFilawaDI/AAAAAAAAALM/0pUnQjvAhtY/s1600-h/CIMG4791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269288024485685298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBFilawaDI/AAAAAAAAALM/0pUnQjvAhtY/s400/CIMG4791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Couple! LOL. You can see me wearing Fel's badge from China. And subin also wore hers but it's covered by her arm. (I've strategically-located fingers, if you know what I mean haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBFiWxrAoI/AAAAAAAAALE/4KLgFutc7jE/s1600-h/CIMG4789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269288020555268738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBFiWxrAoI/AAAAAAAAALE/4KLgFutc7jE/s400/CIMG4789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JEFFERSON! Year 5 photo. Haha. With Subin's &lt;s&gt;aunty&lt;/s&gt; specs. We all agree it suits him, don't you? :D And you may catch a glimpse of our bedroom, so to say lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBFh9Igv_I/AAAAAAAAAK8/8tSScD2Bfyk/s1600-h/CIMG4784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269288013671743474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBFh9Igv_I/AAAAAAAAAK8/8tSScD2Bfyk/s400/CIMG4784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy hungry people waiting for dinner to start haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBAqvaVj7I/AAAAAAAAAK0/j0LXC96sW3c/s1600-h/CIMG4783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269282667049095090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBAqvaVj7I/AAAAAAAAAK0/j0LXC96sW3c/s400/CIMG4783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And fel replaced me with being the photog. She cut off a little bit of me! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBAqae8F3I/AAAAAAAAAKs/moFUq8l7MYw/s1600-h/CIMG4781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269282661431252850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBAqae8F3I/AAAAAAAAAKs/moFUq8l7MYw/s400/CIMG4781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favourite dish haha. Salty-and-slightly-sour soup. And the healthy purple rice in the background haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBAp5x-4GI/AAAAAAAAAKk/fU68JHSnS64/s1600-h/CIMG4778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269282652652757090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBAp5x-4GI/AAAAAAAAAKk/fU68JHSnS64/s400/CIMG4778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can see the whole spread here. Pancakes and Noodles and kimchi  and all. Oh yes I used an Einstein's spoon which supposedly makes me smarter :D But you can't see it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBApQduz5I/AAAAAAAAAKc/byuBuKe9eGs/s1600-h/CIMG4775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269282641561964434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBApQduz5I/AAAAAAAAAKc/byuBuKe9eGs/s400/CIMG4775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; C for Cellists! (No, my fatness is only visual.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBAo22pIQI/AAAAAAAAAKU/C9rjNb66b7E/s1600-h/CIMG4772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269282634687127810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBAo22pIQI/AAAAAAAAAKU/C9rjNb66b7E/s400/CIMG4772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The early people who went cycling acting glam and guniang o.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSA71gmCkMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/RWNSe3qRpq4/s1600-h/CIMG4780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269277354492072130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSA71gmCkMI/AAAAAAAAAKM/RWNSe3qRpq4/s400/CIMG4780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice photo of food taken by Fel again! She has a photog flair :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So as you can see the photos are posted latest-first. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay I'm very tired and ye4 yi3 shen1, and I've sleepover tmr. So I shall sleep haha. Commencement + Chalet + Outing to Xunlin's house + etc. photos to come! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-622004954047347729?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/622004954047347729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=622004954047347729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/622004954047347729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/622004954047347729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/11/photos-of-cello-stayover.html' title='Photos of Cello Stayover.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SSBOy_JM2GI/AAAAAAAAAMs/Xjv5fkY2Ozc/s72-c/CIMG4858.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-1984508612473184605</id><published>2008-11-14T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T00:26:17.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially no more Mount Sinai.</title><content type='html'>Last day of school today! So I won't be seeing Mount Sinai ever again, unless I specially make a trip there haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was spent with SE. Playing Tchaikovsky which murdered me but Ms Ku was being very nice and didn't pick on me haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it's been a reallyyyyyyyyyyy hectic week, with 4D chalet + Cello Section Stayover @ Subin's House :D But I shall only post about the former when I get pictures hah. So..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cello Section Stayover @ Subin's House! 11112008-12112008 :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Prequel) Before this I was still at 4D chalet lol. I know I very on thankyou very much. Haha. Awoke at 9 and went to have breakfast with the survivors of the previous days at Foodcourt o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had arcade and I played a session of the DS-ish drum game cos Jesmine got pissed off and walked away for unknown reasons. So I took over for one/two songs. And I barely passed. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after a while of look at other people playing I went down with puimun to take over Nicho in taking care of Xingqi's bike. Was a little saddened by everyone's enthusiasticness in informing nicho about what happens as well as in persuading him to go up to join us yet when it came to puimun and I, NOT A SINGLE SOUL informed us about anything and left us there to emo. But whatever, what's done is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I think I'm very self-contradicting and hence make very few good friends. I wanna be cared for but I conceal my sadness and put on a happy face when people came (so that I won't depress / spread the gloom to them?), and they look at me thinking I wasn't unhappy at all. I'm waiting for that person to look through the facade and understand my true feelings but he/she never came. Sigh.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of them went to Xingqi's house after that and I heard they had much fun monopoly-ing but I bet Cello Section Stayover @ Subin's House was funner HA. Moreover Xingqi agreed to bring me to his house again someday haha. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SO IT BEGAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cello Section Stayover @ Subin's House! 11112008-12112008 :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. Had a few hiccups here and there like CHUNGPUIMUN leaving her wallet in my bag and forgetting to take it back so I had to travel back to Pasir Ris to deliver to her, dragging Nicho along with me even though he was super tired. And also my weird phone battery crashing whenever I make calls for &gt;1min -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless I made it to Paya Lebar MRT and found Jefferson and Felicia and Dyllis and Xiaowen there waiting for me. If you know me well enough I tend to take the Lift when I get off the MRT and find it closest to me as compared to escalators. So I did and hence appeared at the other direction, I believe Jefferson said sth along the lines of "I'm waiting to be surprised" and I appeared and gave him a shock. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the 5 of us went to take bus and chatted all the way there haha. It appears that Subin's house wasn't at Paya Lebar, but rather somewhere near Serangoon. So we were looking for this huge Flower Shop that she told us to take note of, and it was already so long a ride and we still couldn't see one so we started wondering if we took the bus in the wrong direction. But we made it in the end haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our HOST was waiting for us at the bus stop looking awfully auntie. Haha. Huge blackrimmed glasses and bun-ed hair with 50th anniversary shirt + pe shorts. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the walk to her house, the rest were walking extraordinarily quickly and Fel and I were lagging behind -.- We were talking about it and just then I saw a road sign saying 'Paya Lebar Walk' so we laughed and said that they were walking the paya lebar walk (which was fast) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we also saw a neighbour's dog barking at us and Fel barked back and it stopped barking lol. Fel DOGGIE. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was given a grand tour of the house by our host haha. Apparently there were Gents and Ladies, not TOILETS. Amazing, no? I just proved the hugeness of the place haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a few random things like:&lt;br /&gt;1. Health hoop-ing. Which subin claims she do for 1hour at times while watching drama on tv. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;2. Saying hi to her neighbour's dog. Which Subin thought was called BIKI, when actually it was called Vicky, Vicky Tan. No wonder it wouldn't sit haha.&lt;br /&gt;3. Camwhored! (Okay Blogger is being evil right now and wouldn't let me post pictures z. Next time then~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we played monopoly and Subin / Fel was winning. Subin in terms of cash and Fel in terms of Property haha. We got bored halfway and went to do Sit and Reach lol. Weird I know. We also played a bit of the name game with cards and &lt;s&gt;Bram&lt;/s&gt; Dyllis lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had dinner xD Awesome one at that. It was like homestay-ing in Korea la~ Haha. This is what you should say in a Korean house before you eat: Jal-Mokusumida (sp?)! Meaning I eat -.- I liked the soup best, salty&amp;amp;slightly-sour :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the dinner, Subin's brother walked past and said sth to her in Korean and I told her I guess it's sth like 'your friends very unglam'. And I got it right! Hahaha, I've a hidden flair in the Korean language xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway afer that we took turns to bathe (and while waiting for the rest kinda learnt how to play traditional Korean card game but was too hard for us to learn overnight). After that they all took turns to try out subin's auntie specs haha. 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Shan't go into detail. Bottomline is that we weren't supposed to move our face once the mask hardens for about 10-20mins. So laughing isn't allowed. Given the combination of people, how possible is that? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victim no.1 was Dyllis and I wanted to sabo her and make her laugh by going very near to her and observe what's going on with the mask. She laughed a little but the mask had yet to harden, ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victim no.2 was yours truly and Dyllis took revenge and made me laugh by coming close. Lol. But my mask had yet to harden also~ yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of funny things happened that made us laugh, shall name a few:&lt;br /&gt;1. Subin drips the mask mixture onto people's faces, mostly mine -.-&lt;br /&gt;2. Dyllis acts glam and calm and reads newspaper in a corner.&lt;br /&gt;3. Everyone's faces changed color slowly as the mask hardens haha. (this one I couldn't really see cos of specs-less-ness but I saw the camera pictures haha)&lt;br /&gt;4. I wanted to cool down and be alone so I wouldn't laugh so I went to the sofa area to sit alone but xiaowen and jefferson came to join -.-&lt;br /&gt;5. Dyllis followed soon after and knocked into the sofa and produced a super loud noise LOL.&lt;br /&gt;6. I wanted to try out the health hoop again and failed miserably.&lt;br /&gt;7. Fel laughed at sth and apparently her mask cracked. And she was super sad and kept emo-ing and saying 'aiya crack already laaaaaaa, crack alreadyyyyyyyyy~ T.T' lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I realise read it like this not very funny, must be there to experience WITH THE MASK ON haha. The mask seriously makes not-very-funny things hillarious haha. I wonder how Yuesing can survive one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we were supposed to wash it off and experienced subin was clean after just one wash haha. The rest took 2 washes. I was the only weird one who required 3washes haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random fact: Subin has a mirror called Princess Mirror. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were supposed to watch Le Choristers but apparently there were errors with the DVD player so couldn't watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an intellectual talk about doomsday o.O And Dyllis and Subin and Jefferson were very knowledgeable regarding this issue haha. Xiaowen and I were like quietly listening at the side. Fel was at the side emo-ing and letting her simple brain get tainted with such complicatedness HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had supper of satays supplied by Subin's very nice mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavy topics consumed too much brainpower and put us to sleep soon haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH subin threw down soft toys and mattresses for us before that. There was this weirdly shaped alien which we named Jefferson cos he was holding it during one of the photos haha. And there was a bear (which smelled very nice but they all dont admit z) which was also Jefferson cos he was GOM which stands for grumpy old man which also means bear in Korean haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEFFERSON SMELLS NICE AND DROPS HAIR ON ME. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subin and Fel slept together and Subin supposedly hugs people in her sleep, so Fel created a barrier between them hahahaha (using soft toys).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up the next morning and realise I was last to wake up other than the &lt;s&gt;unglam&lt;/s&gt; host haha. And I noticed the Octopus that was part of the barrier flew to the other side of the room and was upside down lol. Looked like Subin karate-kicked it there xD &lt;s&gt;actually subin said its eyes looked scary that's why she asked fel to take it away -.-&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played cards again and also Cluedo. Lost again D: Haiya I got no talent la D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we had a nice Korean breakfast also haha. And before we left we all cooked the Spicy Rice Cake. I was responsible for the Chilli Paste + Sugar. Yay haha. Absolute perfection :D When I post pictures you all sure drool one. Hao chi dao tian shou zhi LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiya can't explain well without the pictures -.- Maybe this'll be better when I can post the pictures haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-1984508612473184605?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/1984508612473184605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=1984508612473184605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1984508612473184605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1984508612473184605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/11/officially-no-more-mount-sinai.html' title='Officially no more Mount Sinai.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-7529263602249916270</id><published>2008-11-08T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T14:57:52.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like a maid.</title><content type='html'>(Do remember to read the title before continuing lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because after my grandparents' arrival yesterday, a tornado hit, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've an impression that my house is clean and sparkling and classy (like me, lol) you may ignore the following &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; segment :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;They started to leave things and clothes &lt;s&gt;and obscene things&lt;/s&gt; and used TISSUE PAPERS and unwashed cutlery everywhere can. And I'm not exaggerating -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And the property agent was coming (or is now in my house already, actually). So I begun to do my housework. 2 hours ago lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I believe I cleared like &gt;5 pieces of tissue papers inclusive of ones which've been used to wipe tables and other things and was unthrown -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It seems that my grandma never thinks anything is too dirty to throw/stow away. Just now I asked them to help me and they said "Like that okay what, afterall I'm a tourist here" -.- Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyway the property agent came before I finished sweeping the floor &lt;s&gt;WITHOUT THE HELP OF MY GRANDPARENTS HAHAHAHAHAA&lt;/s&gt; but I still think that my house is presentable now. And I'm extermely proud of myself thankyou very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Continuing with life stories. Hm I shall start with Pre-O level day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I locked myself out of my house again -.- And I spent important last minute mugging hours outside without anything to read/study. Z. At least I had 14bucks to dine. No I didn't go to ECP to emo this time lol. I dined then I rested in my clubhouse lounge haha. In the end I slept at like 12 i think. So much for finish mugging and early sleep D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But O levels was fine I guess. It was just like Jeff said: It'll feel like just another of those practice papers that the teachers &lt;s&gt;feed you with&lt;/s&gt; stuff down your throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I finished. Getting &gt;D7 or not is another issue altogether. Hopefully I'll make it :D I promised to run to subin and tell her "SUBIN I GOT A ___ FOR O LEVEL CHINESE HAHAHA" like aaron did last last year haha. And hopefully the blank is not an F. I know I'll feel weird no longer having to study chinese after having chinese lessons for the past 10years+, but I think it's better than having to be one of a few handful who've to take O level chinese again next year :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyy cello stayover's more or less settled to be 11-12nov (which is like directly after 4d chalet -.-) And on monday I seem to have SE practice which means I've to leave 4d chalet alone and sad z. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go play more before cello-ing the new imba piece which jeff claims'll kill us all o.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-7529263602249916270?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/7529263602249916270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=7529263602249916270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7529263602249916270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7529263602249916270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-feel-like-maid.html' title='I feel like a maid.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-6553567548843173359</id><published>2008-11-03T12:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T12:25:58.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High school wasn't meant to last.</title><content type='html'>Forgot to mention that HSM3 was super symbollic of our last day as year4s haha. And we watched it exactly on the last day o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like we were gonna separate soon.. and guess what, they also! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Hsiuchen's finally able to &lt;a href="http://atlantica.ndoorsgames.com/center/pds/pds.asp"&gt;Atlantica&lt;/a&gt; xD And I've to stop this morning cos I'm unable to defeat the Sea Palace General -.- Z. Shall wait for someone to party me then haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, &lt;a href="http://atlantica.ndoorsgames.com/center/pds/pds.asp"&gt;Atlantica&lt;/a&gt; is funnnnn. Highly recommended. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still want outings~ Why no one invite me -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-6553567548843173359?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/6553567548843173359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=6553567548843173359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6553567548843173359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6553567548843173359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/11/high-school-wasnt-meant-to-last.html' title='High school wasn&apos;t meant to last.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-1028671348875504768</id><published>2008-11-01T10:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T10:24:51.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's like catching lightning.</title><content type='html'>I want outingssssss D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have a cello outing / stayover soon but no suitable location! D: Hope everything gets resolved haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and do tag / IM / sms / call / snailmail / come to my house and tell me how to improve my chinese within like, 4days. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile shall continue &lt;a href="http://atlantica.ndoorsgames.com/center/pds/pds.asp"&gt;Atlantica&lt;/a&gt;-ing. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-1028671348875504768?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/1028671348875504768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=1028671348875504768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1028671348875504768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1028671348875504768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-like-catching-lightning.html' title='It&apos;s like catching lightning.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-4985214496294997632</id><published>2008-10-30T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:45:22.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chanson Triste.</title><content type='html'>Outing again yesterday :D But (last day of) school first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had boringgggg physics and maths in the morning but managed to listen. I can't blame people for not having the mood to listen, but at least don't make noise and disturb people? Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was spring cleaning. But pretty much did nothing, and just went around mingling with other onlookers lol. And watched class videos made by nicholas haha. Ms Pear also watched. And while we were waiting for the previous 3d ones to load on youtube, Ms Pear gave her speech and gave us secret recipe brownies! Damn nice, but ashley wanted to save it for later and in the end it got mistaken as extra and got eaten by Gina lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't feel much emotions during report-book-returning, probably because we all knew our GPAs already. 4D all made it to Year5! Yay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was soccer in school! Supposedly it's quite fun but my photog skills were a little off plus the sun was a killer so I felt too tired to continue and went to sit with YOSE Y in canteen, under the fan :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the soccer pots got tired soon also and we all just sat under the fan for like 1h+ lol. Bored people inclusive of me went to explore the _ _ _ _ _ _, but didn't go far cos we only had one miserable puimun's phone's camera's flash as a torch light lol. Can't say what happened yet lest &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; happens haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to Plaza Sing by 111 and pretty much played our way there. Played the thumb game and animal concentration and &lt;s&gt;tuki-tuki&lt;/s&gt; watermelon game haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I was the first to introduce the thumb game to Singapore but I was definitely one of the first to know of it here! Taught it to 2k kids in sec 1 or 2 and now practically the whole school knows of it haha. So proud of myself. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate and played those games like Black Magic / Fuzzy Wuzzy / Jump / Camera haha. I know all of them yay. But I never really figured out Fuzzy Wuzzy, cheated by asking cindy to teach me D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched HSM3. I like and want the song 'Can I have this dance' haha, which you may view &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/davechopsuey/video/P9ngFeTy/hsm_3_can_i_have_this_dance_music_video/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Storyline abit lacklustre though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 14 home with toon and chatted all the way. It's nice to have someone to talk to whom I don't need to put up an act in front of (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was game-chionging haha. No life z. Oh well at least tonight got fashionista night haha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date me for outingssss~ D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-4985214496294997632?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/4985214496294997632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=4985214496294997632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/4985214496294997632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/4985214496294997632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/10/chanson-triste.html' title='Chanson Triste.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-3096616428606002507</id><published>2008-10-27T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:56:17.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Guy :D</title><content type='html'>I love &lt;a href="http://www.familyguy.com/"&gt;Family Guy&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;miiex lurblurbxx &lt;a href="http://www.familyguy.com/"&gt;Family Guy&lt;/a&gt; worxzxzx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yahoo-ed the other day and I found &lt;a href="http://www.familyguy.com/"&gt;Family Guy online&lt;/a&gt;! Am extremely pleased with my find haha. Now I can watch (sadly, a few episodes only) of &lt;a href="http://www.familyguy.com/"&gt;Family Guy&lt;/a&gt; anytime I want and Gossip Girl can wait. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-3096616428606002507?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/3096616428606002507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=3096616428606002507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/3096616428606002507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/3096616428606002507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/10/family-guy-d.html' title='Family Guy :D'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-8050243508370484767</id><published>2008-10-26T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T21:39:59.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're just a sad song with nothing to say.</title><content type='html'>PCME ftw :D Haven't gone to indicate that's my choice but more or less settled. And weixun and beiqin and ophilia are joining me~ haha. And that's only so far. (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my LA couldn't make it for KI so I'm gonna appeal. I look like I'm confident that's what I want but if and when I really get it I'm sure I won't know if that's what I really want -.- Oh well, try and appeal first~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CABAL-ed today haha. EOD-ed with hc haha. Couldn't finish my quest though, z how to get FIFTY coins within 6 spawns la! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah it's been rather eventful on friday! After school I mean, lessons are just so boring -.- Had subject combi briefing, which was kind of useful and it'd've been even more useful if only I hadn't had the idea of I'm-confirm-taking-PCME-next-year mindset. Ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that had a talk with Jeff and Fel. Again, I decided to stay in SE. I don't like making choices and am not good with it either. But shall just work and try my best since I've decided to stay (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to play soccer with 4downs! Haha. Telling that to seers give me funny responses like "YOU!? HAHAHHAHAHAHA" and "oh really? O.O" and "wah, YOU play soccer?!" lol. No lah, I went to be a self-proclaimed journalist xD Think I learnt quite a bit leh, really. Like in the beginning I took millions of stupid no-point photos. But after some time I just kind of knew when to press the shutter, and I got lots of unglam and funny photos haha. It's really entertaining (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funniest photos are those that:&lt;br /&gt;-shows people with shocked / fearful expressions (like when the ball is quickly approaching)&lt;br /&gt;-shows people in half-motion, so it appears they're doing some kind of yoga / taichi lol (ashley contributes to like half of these lol)&lt;br /&gt;-shows people while kicking ball / while jumping (look out for their expressions! xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, am not really sure if my being there was very welcome or appreciated, but am satisfied and I get a lot of joy from just viewing the photos I took haha. I know weicheng doesn't like me with camera in hand! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I don't know if my being there but not participating is appreciated by them =/ Please tell me if I'm not welcome x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the &lt;s&gt;shoulder hit my shoulder&lt;/s&gt; (funny typo lol!) ball hit my shoulder at the same place twice! I officially fear balls -.- And got once I was standing next to the lamp post and the ball flew to the lamp post and rebounded to my face -.- It wasn't that painful but I dropped yujie's phone from the shock and scare o.O Felt kinda guilty =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much phototaking, I went for SE dinner. Sadly quite few people ._. There was only Xiaowen Dyllis Subin Linghong and I. Fel was 10metres away but she betrayed us and went to sit with her classmates. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had quite a hearty talk, caught up quite a bit. Reaffirmed my reasons for staying in SE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was eventful too :D Went to orchard to shop with parents. Papa got himself a pair of Camel Active shoes. Haha. I think he has more shoes and specs than mama -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to mustafa to buy medicine! Haha. We got off at Little India, when we were supposed to get off at Farrer park, z. So we walkeddddddddddd a longggggggggg wayyyyyyyyyyyy. Lol just illustrating my point. But quite cool lah, see all the deepavali decor along the way. Also reminisced a bit of year 2 IDMI (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had nice lunch at Pu Tian Xin Hua Hai Xian Lou. Haha. We reached there at like almost 3, so no one else was there. And they switched off like half of the aircon, and turned off the lights, and turned off the water supply O.O Was shocked to be unable to flush after peeing lol. Must be because of economic crisis. Anyway, I had like 2people's share of food I think -.- Like we bought a 2people meal, plus 2 huge bowls of noodles. Didn't feel full actually, until I stood up -.- Felt so bloated I could hardly breathe haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went home and... swam! Sadly no sun. And at night, tennis with papa! Amazingly I still've my skills lol. I think I played not bad-ly leh in fact :D So proud of myself. But I got a qi shui pao D: Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise it's getting kinda boring without pictures haha. Shall try to kup from &lt;a href="http://l-y-j.blogspot.com/"&gt;l-y-j.blogspot.com &lt;/a&gt;when yujie posts my humble works of art ahaha xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-8050243508370484767?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/8050243508370484767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=8050243508370484767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/8050243508370484767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/8050243508370484767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/10/youre-just-sad-song-with-nothing-to-say.html' title='You&apos;re just a sad song with nothing to say.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-7633486920891779729</id><published>2008-10-21T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T23:23:02.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know where I'm headed.</title><content type='html'>I just noticed the disappearance of my nuffnang O.O Ah now I can't find out who came and how these 2 days~ Ahhh D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Today went out with yo s xy and weicheng and puimun to bowl. Attained a terrible score of 45 i think o.O Siannnn. Then we went shopping for cindy's mother's bday present and my mama's and papa's bday presents. In the end cindy got like 2 things for her mama but I got none for both z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to this shop that has a cool runway-ish centre and at the sides were little boxes which I'm guessing people can rent to sell their stuff. There was this particular box which sold little bear figurines which &lt;u&gt;they &lt;/u&gt;were exceptionally excited and horny about lol. Shan't elaborate~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went to Ode to Art or sth like that. It's some kind of art gallery in Raffles' City(?) and they had cool paintings and statues haha. Felt a little inspired to continue my sketchbook vol.2 but then again it made me feel slightly inferior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went our separate ways and I decided to go to Bedok to look for stuff. In the end I really couldn't find any suitable presents for either of my parents so I just bought a bottle of Sparkling Juice o.O Maybe tmr I can buy cheesecake if really really cannot find anymore, then have a little celebration of cake + &lt;s&gt;wine&lt;/s&gt; juice. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's all. Think my life's a little boring z. Shall go put up nuffnang again~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-7633486920891779729?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/7633486920891779729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=7633486920891779729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7633486920891779729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7633486920891779729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-dont-know-where-im-headed.html' title='I don&apos;t know where I&apos;m headed.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-3782021980927338161</id><published>2008-10-18T18:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T18:10:37.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New skinnn :D</title><content type='html'>Yay, I finally got a new skin, new nickname, new monitor! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skin'd be so much better if the characters were Bleach/Naruto. Oh well, too bad I don't watch D-gray man haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nickname came from Nothing in this world-Paris Hilton! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My monitor officially broke down this morning when I tried to adjust its position, and it started to hiss so I freaked out and switched it off. So I went to simlim to get a new one, and finally decided on the current 19inch Philips one haha. Partially because the salesperson was very nice and he's very friendly-looking haha. Now everything looks smallll and clear o.O Like things I had to scroll from left to right last time only fills like half the screen now. And everything's actually the same size but it looks like everything shrunk cause of monitor-size increase o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall adjust myself to new changes haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping is funnnn, and it could be even more fun if I could shout "Buying monitor at ___! Whisper me now~!" Like in games, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-3782021980927338161?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/3782021980927338161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=3782021980927338161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/3782021980927338161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/3782021980927338161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-skinnn-d.html' title='New skinnn :D'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-7661761507787084316</id><published>2008-10-14T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T22:54:48.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams and fantasies.</title><content type='html'>I want to find a new nickname for msn but i can't seem to get inspired -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today we had chinese paper 2 but not many people finished especially because a lot of people were making noise towards the end and make me lose my already-thin focus D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot to quote what I overheard from brother's party the other day:&lt;br /&gt;Someone: "Eh valerie you now Secondary school teacher right?"&lt;br /&gt;Valerie: "Yeah?"&lt;br /&gt;Someone: "What you teach?"&lt;br /&gt;Valerie: "English and English Literature"&lt;br /&gt;Someone: "Wah, your English very good meh?"&lt;br /&gt;Valerie: "No lah, better than them can already. Their sentence is 'I is' one leh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, btw after chinese today, which was totally unproductive and time-wasting and I didn't learn anything at all, except maybe 5min worth of things, I went to Holland Village with Tung and Toon and Melody. Nothing much there actually, and very far, so we were like extremely tired and lost our apetites and mood. But I had a Zhu Gan Mian Xian and a Dou Hua anyway, while they had gelatos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the important highlight I need to mention is: Bram the very great got locked out of his house main door with no food and money and only had handphone and earpiece and liu lang-ed for 3h+! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so I went out as per normal, but then I went back home to do something quick. And I left in such a hurry that I left my wallet on the table, so I still had my handphone which was connected to earpiece D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I contacted my brother and he told me to wait till about 10 which is 3h from 7pm which is when i left home for dinner. Yeah, so my dinner got delayed by 3hours, and I also had nowhere to go D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda sad la, but I thought I was good cos I had charged my phone before I left home. And cos the phone is the only thing I had on me, I sms-ed hsiuchen and toon to chat with me haha. At first I felt that it wasn't that bad. Chatted about what I should do, and all that, then hsiuchen had to curse me with 'blast music while your battery lasts'. And as soon as I saw the msg, my phone suddenly read 'Dian Liang Bu Zu' D: So I off-ed music and stoned there sms-ing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon my battery went flat so I officially had nth to do. Felt totally abandoned and unwanted and homeless and family-less and friendless and penniless and miserable and HUNGRY. Wandered around a little bit before deciding that I should make the most out of my alone time. Sai Weng Shi Ma you know? :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to ECP :D Sat on the breakwater nearest to me (: Was a totally emo scenery but I was like totally happy and smiling to myself haha. There was this couple on the other side of the breakwater but they weren't the emo type who just lie on each other and not talk and when they talk it's like "lets die" or sth -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, it was a full moon (or a very gibbous moon) and the sky was clear so could like see it very clearly, along with some stars in the sky. Reminded me a little of Raju, with nowhere to go, and no shelter above him, and he counted the stars :D But my eyesight isn't very good anyway so I didn't try -.- Oh and I felt the sea water and it wasn't warm! Cheat my feelings one, Heat Capacity is a lieeeee D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I observed the waves and since it was high tide it was quite near, and I felt that it was quite bulging so it gave me the impression that if I were to walk forward one metre, I'll fall into some deep oceanic trench suddenly o.O Was reminded of cross profile, it's a very gentle slope, but suddenly the sea bed will take a deep plunge deep into the sea, so scary. Haha geog knowledge rockssss (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after I got bored (and a little scared) I walked to bedok jetty and walked to the end :D There were people fishing in the dark and they used Kerosene lamps which were suspended a little above sea level, so they can see if any fish were like swimming. Again it was high tide and I was scared that maybe a shark might jump up and would be able to reach me -.- Bedok jetty extends very far into the sea okay D: And I've had a phobia for sharks since I watched a movie whereby the humans made the sharks smarter so that they could get the brains which were supposed to be nutritious or sth, to save some person's mother or sth. Forgot the title. I think my brother also has the same phobia haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I headed back and I went to clubhouse and read magazines until brother came. Turns out that he reached at 10.15 and he brought Nasi Lemak which tasted like heaven omg. I've not been that famished since a longggggg time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I thought that it was not a bad experience for someone who had no home and almost starved for 3hours. Haha, could've been much worse, like hsiuchen's idea of kidnap -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Xingqi say he dreamt of me yesterday lol! Was afraid that I died in his dream but in the end he said I didn't. Yay :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-7661761507787084316?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/7661761507787084316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=7661761507787084316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7661761507787084316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7661761507787084316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/10/dreams-and-fantasies.html' title='Dreams and fantasies.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-8418094868905071052</id><published>2008-10-12T14:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T15:08:16.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-exam boredom!</title><content type='html'>During the exam period, we're all mugging and praying and hoping for it to be over soon. But when that's over and done, what do we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing many games for many hours day in day out, I got bored ._. Plus I've already exhausted all my TV shows and anime. I've even watched Bleach Diamond Dust Rebellion! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday my brother's friends came over to throw a party for him for his birthday. Could tell that they had much fun, but I didn't know them that well and they didn't know me that well so I just sat in front of the comp for almost the whole time and looked friendly and approachable and talked to them only when they talked to me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope class chalet'd be as fun as that (: Meanwhile we should organise more outings, and outings that encourages socializing and chatting, unlike movies or lan sessions D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh bytheway we went to Suntec to play after Day 2 of the BSP news thing. Apparently there's this area that permits free playing of arcade games and fooseball (which was spoiled) for children to play while their parents go shopping I guess. And it's quite secluded so it was great knowing of such a place. Next time when I visit Suntec shall take the time out to play for a while haha. Sadly we didn't make any top scores -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we bought presents for Puimun, and we also played this game that was an event, all to get a voucher for books haha. We know you love books (: The voucher is we jin guo qian xin wan ku to get one okay, woman must treasure the voucher hor, if you're reading this haha. We played golf and table tennis and rolled a humongous dice and also billiard to get one can! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's about it for the outing on friday. Oh that night I played audition with weicheng yijie and szuyee. Was the noobest laaaa D: Couldn't get past most of the things beyond level 8. But I got got one Cool for Crazy Dance time (level10) once! So happy haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the BSP news thing was quite cool, but it could've been better if we were given chairs to sit on and didn't have terrible cheap lunches and could have some breaks in between instead of 3hours straight of lectures and could sans the terrible man who thought he was funny but wasn't -.- It's like we were all very high when listening to some of the interesting presenters and all that, then he took the microphone to talk then could suddenly hear the mood drop one lor, no more cheering and all that. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he kept giving us stupid riddles at the end which weren't interesting and far from funny -.- Oh well it's over. The interesting parts were the photojournalist guy and the accident reporter and the yu le reporter, and the excursion around the place! Haha. Learned quite a bit about the history of newspapers. And toon lent me her camera so I was snaping away everywhere I go :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know lian he zao bao is a combination of two newspapers? You can see the names below the huge LIAN HE ZAO BAO that you see everyday haha. If I'm not wrong the two originial newspapers were 'nan yang ___ ___' and 'xin zhou ___ ___'. Okay I'm not very sure about that -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I seem to have recuperated from eye redness, but I seem to be getting more pimples D: And I need to cut hair soon, cos it's getting overly long and round and flat -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh I still've nothing to do. Jio me for outings! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-8418094868905071052?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/8418094868905071052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=8418094868905071052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/8418094868905071052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/8418094868905071052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/10/post-exam-boredom.html' title='Post-exam boredom!'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-8196959440957500016</id><published>2008-10-07T09:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T10:09:12.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearty laughs.</title><content type='html'>Pretty much uneventful weekend (other than 2x exp rohan :DD) but monday was funnnnnnnn :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kickstarted the day by getting awoken by Xunlin on bus 48 -.- And I decided to take subsidized bus with her to school haha. Saw Wenxin on board and she was like "are you supposed to be here?" Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er then went to class to chat / do a little bit of chem. Seriously how do we know how to dooooo D: We didn't even continue with the experiment or stayed there to observe what happened and all that -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the entire year4 cohord went to bowlllll :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had this instructor before playing who kinda taught us the basics of bowling? But he sucks and couldn't teach and couldn't explain and when he gave a demo he didn't knock down the bowling pin that Clinton Soon left -.- lol. And when we officially started to play he kept coming to our side and continually criticize my style -.- Oh well, I know my hand never extend properly but when I do the ball becomes so heavy then it'll throw me off balance and it won't give me the scores I could've gotten if I did it my own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess it takes practice o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we had to wear horrible hideous gross blue and yellow shoes which were totally unflattering and my socks made it even more hideous z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were grouped according to register number so my alley was shared with Weicheng Yigang Beiqin and Renjie. And we kinda kept having competitions with the next lane people consisting of Ashley Minjie (who didn't want to play and his turn got shared between ashley and xingqi) Xingqi Jianyi and Yuhui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall points we kept losing to them D: Cos they had really good players like Ashley the miser 100+ scorer and Jianyi the silent bowler (when he bowl his ball didn't drop on the alley and make any noise at all can, proooo :D) and Yuhui the natural talent O.O Wah Yuhui first time bowl then he anyhow play also can get Strikes at timessss D: Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but I'm happy that I was the top scorer of my team xD Scored 82 and 87 for the respective games haha. Am happy that my trend of degrading didn't continue. First time I bowled I got like 70+, then it dropped to 60+ then the other day I played with Tung and Melody I got 50+ or 60+ I forgot, haha. So happy it didn't drop to 50+ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and since Xingqi and I were both like 3rd players of our teams we sometimes shuo1 hao3 to bowl together. We would look at each other, then nod, then take our 4steps (I think I always chaeted and did like 6 steps or sth -.-) and bowledddd hahaha. Was fun (: Especially when we both knocked down alot of pins :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Xunlin and Yuesing kept coming to me to dian4 me with their static electricity o.O Why is the world so sadistic and love to see people in pain sigh -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we were dropped of at Outram and Yujie Yijie Xunlin Toon and I went to watch Connected! Haha. Didn't enjoy it as much as I could've with other movies I guess, but it wasn't as bad as I imagined. I've a bad of impression of HK films so yeah. The storyline was kinda ridiculous and lame and totally won't happen in real life but what are movies for? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we all loved the man who sold the charger haha. "Plain or pattern? Batman or ____ or ____? Got light or no light? Got light no stock." Lol! And when he went to get the charger in the end he was making out with this woman lol. Such funniness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also love the news reporter haha. "A generous robber who overtips" HAHAHAHAHAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we bought Hokkaido Domes from Breadtalk and we went to the fateful MRT place to sit and chat again haha. Just like last time but now without Cindy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like chit chat sessions and what makes it so meaningful is that we all have different personalitites and views on things and yet no one is loud enough to cover the other people's voices haha. We basically gossiped and talked about our surroundings and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this guy who went up to the escalator next to our seating place and when I looked up he did a Peace sign O.O lol. There was also a guy who I think was taking photos of the building structures, but we were all scared he thinks we're some cult and were having some illegal gathering of sorts -.- So we were like "cover our school badges faster, cover our faces also! Later he put our photos on stomp how!" Haha why does this keep happening to me -.- Last friday outing also like that haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we concluded the day with deciding to create a unanimous nickname to put on MSN haha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yujie&lt;br /&gt;Ong (Cindy)&lt;br /&gt;Slamet (Bram)&lt;br /&gt;Elicia&lt;br /&gt;Xunlin&lt;br /&gt;Yijie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forms... yo sexy! Hahaha. And we'd capitalise our own initial, so mine's: yo Sexy! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah after that I ate at bedok and went home and played till very late cos hsiuchen and dardar have finished their promos and are playable :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I love being an outing freak (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-8196959440957500016?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/8196959440957500016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=8196959440957500016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/8196959440957500016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/8196959440957500016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/10/hearty-laughs.html' title='Hearty laughs.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-1304890290526966007</id><published>2008-10-04T13:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T13:38:06.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un-understood.</title><content type='html'>4D's definitely winning the most-outing prize if there's one. We (or at least I) go out almost every single day if we've school ever since eoeoys. Scratch that, end of Maths 2 paper :D Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had alottttt of fun with everybody haha, definitely a lot more than computer games could give me o.O But yeah, my pocket is getting thinner with every passing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, we (Ashley Yigang Yuesing Weicheng Nicholas Jesmine Zhenmei Gina Wenfang and I) went to Tiong Bahru to buy fish o.O Don't really know how that came about -.- But in the end we just had our lunch at Long John Silver's and just chatted/played stupid games until we all laughed and got stomachaches haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I was quite morose after getting back terrible results so the outing was kinda nice, and it took my mind off the issue for at least a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played the hand tapping game at first &lt;s&gt;and I won all the first three sets niahaha&lt;/s&gt; then we started playing concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone: "eh wont they scold us and chase us out?"&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: "who cares, we play first, they chase us out then we go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so we started concentraion, at first it was quite normal, using numbers 1-10, then it morphed to chinese numbers o.O Then became words of a sentence. The sentence was, if I'm not wrong, Wo Men Yao Qu Tiong Bahru Mai Yu. So we each took a words haha, and Bahru was split among yigang and weicheng haha. So it was really funny, "wo wo bah bah!", "bah bah ru ru!" hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, and especially I, cannot stop laughing haha. Couldn't even catch a breath in peace for like 5min or so. And I laughed so much until I felt so hot and also got stomachache and even started to tear -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think that because of that, we got chased out lol. So we went outside of Coffee Club there to play, but there was this couple who was like FILMING us o.O We were scared they'd upload images of us on Stomp and we'd make headlines like 'Cultish behaviour observed in 10 Dunman High students' or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we moved to the empty plot of land in front of UOB haha. And we continued playing until we had to go home atl like 6+ i think o.O The game just kept morphing with weirder and weirder sentences haha. There was a Wo Men Yao Qu Xue Xiao Zuo Fei Zao or something haha. So we were like "wo wo fei fei", "wo wo xiao xiao" lol. And we also used surnames and first names and all hahaha. And we also played the Tempo game but we were all damn tired (from laughing) until we couldn't concentrate so we just cheated all the way until we reached 20 and then we went home haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Friday was Cluedo at toon's house haha. I conclude that Tung won because she had my clues which I hide really well D: Haha. And during the second game I guessed and all three things were wrong hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway now both my Rohan and Audition are working and I'm spoiling myself with gamesssss :D Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for more seriuos stuff. If you intend to forget about exam stuff, please stop reading here cos it's gonna get dirty -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exam results were all undesirable except Maths 1, which is like sad. Think I could've done better if I had studied more / started studying earlier / slept earlier the night before / was more careful ._. But I'm most pissed off with LA. The teacher drew lines under quite a number of my first sentences and wrote 'exp', which I'm guessing means explain, which means they think I didn't explain enough -.- And yet I read through the whole paragraph and the whole of it was explaining that first sentence. I don't know how they mark one -.- Like I definitely listened to every single lecture and tutorial, and I don't know about the &lt;u&gt;other people who got the same marks as me&lt;/u&gt;. The only thing I can be sure of is that my command of English language is definitely superior to some of them. Oh well, shan't point fingers. Not like the teachers would even consider reviewing the papers let alone compare and change our grades accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if that came across as smug but I really feel that way and I didn't mean to be smug to begin with. And don't come telling me "What the hell you already got __marks, I only got __marks also never complain, you complain what complain". That sentence is just not logical. "Your __marks suits you what, I think your standard is that way, don't complain" is far more logical thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall continue celebrating with games to drown the anger :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-1304890290526966007?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/1304890290526966007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=1304890290526966007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1304890290526966007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1304890290526966007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/10/un-understood.html' title='Un-understood.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-1798709639704986127</id><published>2008-10-01T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T16:05:03.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional rollercoaster.</title><content type='html'>I highly suspect rohan's haunted / cursed / virus-packed -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It brought me such emotional rollercoasters throughout my playing time. Started on Sept holidays wed if I'm not wrong, and my comp has died like a million times since then. Scratch that, my NEW comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer was very clean and virusfree before rohan (I think) -.- And since it's been installed, my D drive has gone mad and demands a drive check whenever I turn my CPU on, and now my left side of my CPU is perpetually opened because my processor overheats whenever I play games? And I've to direct a full-blasting fan into my CPU -.- And now I can't even log in Rohan AGAIN. It's like the third obstacle and the prior two took sacrifices to solve -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I kind of gave up for now, perhaps until I reformat? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, it's Audition for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Kinda heat-of-the-moment decision lol. Just damn pissed off at being unable to play all morning, and Gossip Girl and Naruto and Bleach doesn't seem to be available on IMEEM so I exhausted my entire VCR that was actually only &lt;1h-worth of shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I've nothing to do and rohan's still unplayable despite the many theories hsiuchen and I shared, so Audition it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think watching Audition in LAN shops while I wasn't playing spurred the interest in me. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it's downloading, 8% haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an unhappy Children's day -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, we (4D) went for titration and saponificiation (soap-making) and paper-weight making in school on Tuesday. And my report seems to have been brought home by Ophilia -.- Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the chem pracs, many of us went to play soccer but since I didn't bring any extra shirts and wasn't very proficient to begin with, I sat on the track and chatted Zhenmei, Cindy, Elicia, Yijie and Jesmine. After which the six of us and Yujie, Ophilia, Xunlin and Zhenzhou went to Orchard Road Seoul Garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we just sat and chatted and ate for like 2hours+ haha. Our favourite food were the black pepper fish and black pepper beef. :D And I also beated raw eggs to dip my beef in haha, Jap-trip-ish-ly delicioussss ahaha. Then I made a soda? But the ice cream melted quickly and wasn't nice after that haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway think we all had much fun and bonded while eating. &lt;s&gt;Oh we also interrogated Zhenmei haha.&lt;/s&gt; Then we took some photos and went home. Zhenzhou went home by bus, Jesmine went for third lang, Elicia, Ophilia and Zhenmei went to Heeren to shop for tuition teacher's present so the rest of us took MRT home. Yijie and Yujie got off at Dhoby Ghaut though, cos they needed to change to Purple line. So Cindy, Xunlin and I were left. Then we just suddenly went mad and spoke in Chinese throughout the whole trip. Not to mention the constant cam-whoring that we did, much to the publics shock and horror who stared like we were mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy: "I feel like I'm bringing two foreigners from China on a tour here" (in chinese). Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Xunlin and I changed our phone language settings to Chinese lol. We were like constantly in awe at what we learnt from our phones lol. Did you know that Radio is 'guang3 bo1'? Fine, maybe only I didn't -.- Oh well, it's all for the sake of preparing for O level HCL. After which we shall abandon the usage of chinese unless speaking to coffeeshop aunties niahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, audition downloading seems very slow -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. mr yang and ms (/mdm) chung please take the initiative and do item no.7 on the list in the previous post. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-1798709639704986127?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/1798709639704986127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=1798709639704986127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1798709639704986127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1798709639704986127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/10/emotional-rollercoaster.html' title='Emotional rollercoaster.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-7319324926004433142</id><published>2008-09-29T14:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T13:56:03.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends.</title><content type='html'>Leave a tag there (-&gt;) indicating you want the following and I'll...&lt;br /&gt;1. Tell you why I befriended you.&lt;br /&gt;2. Associate you with a song / movie.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tell a random fact about you.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tell a first memory about you.&lt;br /&gt;5. Associate you with an animal / fruit.&lt;br /&gt;6. Ask something I've always wanted to know about you.&lt;br /&gt;7. In return, you must ask someone else to come and tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think that's quite fun haha. Do tag :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Client No.1: Hsiuchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;1. Because we're about the only two freaks who game everydayyyyy :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2. Lucky by Jason Mraz. Not really lah, just opened my imeem and that seemed the most befitting lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;3. You're such a computer freak, which is a good thing cos you can save me from various problemssss :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;4. Er, 2005 SE Year1 Welcoming Event? We hid at the right side of MPR together haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;5. Cat, duh ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;6. Have you ever not felt sleepy? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Client No.2: Puimun.&lt;br /&gt;1. Because we're both very resourceful and make a good gossiping team :D&lt;br /&gt;2. Promiscuous by Nelly Furtado! Haha I know you know I know why :D&lt;br /&gt;3. You're very seldom not Fortissimo o.O Haha.&lt;br /&gt;4. 2006 second half of the year. Was eating porridge and you came over with linghong and exclaimed that my porridge was gross because of the egg? o.O&lt;br /&gt;5. Durian o.O Not sure why, green and spiky? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;6. Shall you not do a Decrescendo? D: Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Client No.3: Nicholas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;1. Because we're in the same class and it's impossible to not see you &lt;s&gt;considering your height&lt;/s&gt;. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;2. Don't know leh, August Rush? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;3. You say 'omg' too much o.O hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;4. Sometime in 2006, I was walking back to class from flag raising and saw you and wondered who's that unproportionately (spelling?) tall person. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;5. Giraffe :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;6. Why don't you sleep more when you're tiredddd! Haha :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Client No.4: Jefferson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;1. Because you're &lt;s&gt;unglam and&lt;/s&gt; funny and insightful and interesting :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;2. I dont know! D: Some classical song, hm Bachianas Brasileiras No.5, I Aria (Cantilena) by Heitor Villa-Lobos. Lol I went to dig out my scores -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;3. You've a pair of very eye-catching bright green specs + photochromic lenses haha xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;4. Early 2005, couldn't differentiate between Josiah and you haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;5. Lion. Spiky hair (xD) and...... rrrrrrrrrrrrrr :DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;6. Have you worn the colourful, bright eye-catching underwear we bought you? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-7319324926004433142?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/7319324926004433142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=7319324926004433142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7319324926004433142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7319324926004433142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/09/friends.html' title='Friends.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-791576507185399453</id><published>2008-09-28T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:55:12.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Outing freak".</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yay 4 outings alreadyyyyy *hint jeff hint* xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to Bugis this time with 4D. Was 30mins late lol oops. Because I woke up at 11 when the meeting time is 12 haha. Cos last night played some maze game until 4am, while waiting for brother to return from work (: I know I'm very loving and nice and caring to wait until he come home before sleeping thankyou haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Class outing and 1/6 of the class showed up z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anywayyy, had steamboat at this place that's not specially for steamboat -.- Reason? Economicalness haha. 10bucks each person for 1/6 medium steamboat + 1 bowl of rice + 1/6 of water + 1 wet tissue/towel -.- Haha. The steamboat very niceeee. Salty actually :D And xunlin wanted to order water for us but in the end miscommunication become ONE glass of water so we all shared lol. Funny-ness. Anyway we suspect the water was tap water -.- It was called kai1 shui3 haha. Not even bai2 kai1 shui3 -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we went for movie lor. &lt;strong&gt;Zhenzhou and the newspaper&lt;/strong&gt; was right haha, Shaw @ Bugis only has three movies, and two of which are M18 -.- So we watched Mamma mia! Haha not bad lah, better than what the critics say :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Doesn't Zhenzhou and the newspaper sound rather funny? Haha. Sounds like a brand. Like Dolce &amp;amp; Gabbana (spelling?). &lt;strong&gt;Zhenzhou &amp;amp; The Newspaper&lt;/strong&gt;. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, after the movie we took photos outside the toilet. And there was this super bright House Bunny poster haha. Interesting events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And then we walked around Bugis Junction aimlessly, before going to the arcade. There was this really pro guy who played the basketball game O.O he used both hands then alternately shoot. And like 75% of them went in. So like 3 balls went in in 4secs or so. Amazinggggg. The first game I watched he got 900+ points. The second one he got 882 or sth. Lol last time I played i got &lt;100 -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, then we went home? Did I miss out any events haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay time to talk about my gaming career (plan). Haha thankyou to Mr Sylvester Yang Hsiu Chen for troubleshooting my computer and breathed new life to my gaming career! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Turns out that my CPU was overheated because of too much dust collecting around the fans? So after wiping and opening the side cover and blasting the inside with fullpowered fan, am able to play games now haha. But my computer's still laggier than before o.O Unsolved mystery D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Talking about gaming, I forgot to post pictures of what I did when I was punching in cabal last time haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Of course, when punching, and when I'm not mugging or doing homework, I play...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SN-ncEekh9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/CBy3sdeIyRw/s1600-h/To+be+or+not+to+be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251099791217428434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SN-ncEekh9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/CBy3sdeIyRw/s320/To+be+or+not+to+be.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flash Games! Haha, this one's quite interesting. Hamlet lol. You may click the image to enlarge o.O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay since I'm posting pictures, shall pot more haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SN-ncOcMC1I/AAAAAAAAAI0/R85-KPPp-ik/s1600-h/Cellist+madness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251099793891789650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SN-ncOcMC1I/AAAAAAAAAI0/R85-KPPp-ik/s320/Cellist+madness.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not long ago the seer cellist population went mad with my tagboard lol. Some of you may remember it haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SN-ncZxqWFI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jJnZiIXnRVw/s1600-h/Keywords.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251099796934645842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SN-ncZxqWFI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jJnZiIXnRVw/s320/Keywords.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Funny-ness that nuffnang provides me with (especially no.4) xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay that's all haha. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-791576507185399453?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/791576507185399453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=791576507185399453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/791576507185399453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/791576507185399453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/09/outing-freak.html' title='&quot;Outing freak&quot;.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SN-ncEekh9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/CBy3sdeIyRw/s72-c/To+be+or+not+to+be.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-1242607036985567976</id><published>2008-09-27T09:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T10:09:46.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eventful.</title><content type='html'>Make that THREE days of celebratory events :D Yesterday's was LAN! Haha. I played only 2games though, kinda lost interest after that =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the rest were really on and played about 3games+2games+1pudge wars game? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was really cool to see everyone having fun instead of rushing home right after school to "catch up with their unmugged geog" or sth -.- And everyone's improved a whole lot, and I think my skills're forever stagnant there -.- Oh well, not really a huge fan of Dota to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and previous day was I Heart Music Comm Dinner! Haha. Came late by like 10mins or so but it appears that xingqi was even later and weijie had sth on till 7 so I guess I'm not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; late? Haha. And when xingqi appeared we were staring at him and he did a swagger lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to bowl at first but there was this company function which took up the entire stretch of alleys ._. So they wanted to play arcade and I just went to watch. The arcade had this sign saying: Students below 16 are not allowed in until after 6.30pm on school days. Seriously, if they wanna play then let them play lah. Stopping them would only result in a) loss of business, or b) them waiting outside or sth until 6.30pm and waste their time o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway xingqi played this shooting thing. Jiaying said xingqi was really good at shooting games and I have to agree. Think I would've died within 3minutes if I played lol. Then jiaying went to play the drums game, and we all watched. Was very funny, kinda O2Jam-ish but i guess it's more realistic. He played the same song twice! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they all played daytona together. And nicole kept using faulty steering wheels haha. Too bad LA's over, shan't discuss about fate lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then afterwards we went out and contacted weijie and we met up. At first we wanted Pizza Hut but it was full, so we went to one corner to decide. We took the scissor-paper-stone-to-decide-stuff thing toon and I always do to a whole new level ahha. Everyone had to choose a place to eat and we open number-ed. In the end we got KFC but everyone strongly opposed so in the end we went back to Pizza Hut LOL. As we were seated and were discussing what to eat and all that, we observed around the place and suddenly it was damn empty lol. To think that it was full not very long ago -.- Not bad lah the meal, but slightly ex. Swensen's with Ms pear was better I think. The baked rice at Swensen's was DEEPER o.O No I dont have a terrible way of gauging food, it's just the baked rice at Pizza Hut was like really shallow, &lt;0.5cm deep? -.- Not to mention it was on the house haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My papa always said the best meals are when:&lt;br /&gt;1. We're hungry.&lt;br /&gt;2. We're with friends.&lt;br /&gt;3. It's a free meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it was good bonding. They're all really funny people :D We're all different and I guess that's what makes the Comm really fun! (: Can't wait for more of such events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm free and undated D: Please jio me for outings lol. Meanwhile, shall go blogskin-hunting! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-1242607036985567976?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/1242607036985567976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=1242607036985567976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1242607036985567976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1242607036985567976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/09/eventful.html' title='Eventful.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-8833161760950709788</id><published>2008-09-25T08:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T09:09:21.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eoeoy!!</title><content type='html'>EOEOY! :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First two days seems quite celebratory haha :D Tonight I'm booked by I heart music comm for dinner and bowling at City Hall? Haha, and yesterday I went out with toon tung and melody and then to toon's house to play monopoly lol. Don't stare, monopoly isn't for kids okay! Haha. We played like quite intellectually? o.O We were like forming alliances here and there lol. Shall briefly explain what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning we were playing normally, but then all of a sudden this toon bought the whole stretch of yellow properties haha. You know monopoly got this different colours of property, then if you own an entire collection of that colour, whoever enter your place'd have to pay two times the rent. Yeah then all of us kept entering the yellow area, so we were all like conspiring to take down this toon and her fortune, so we kept chanting "pay money, pay money.." whenever she entered Chance or Community Chest lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and this toon kept watching tv, the rest of us conspired with this rule that whenever we enter someone's property but the owner doesn't come and collect debt, the debt'll be nullified. Lol. And this toon never realise until we walk like half a round later lol. And we very nice and honest so we just paid lol -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway sooner or later this Melody had to go, and she was kinda bankrupt also. She we just put all her properties back and continued playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I enterred Queen Astrid Park for the first time -.- The most expensive powerful thing ever which was owned by tung. Think she had one house or sth. So I had to pay like $1500. And I was like complaining that it was so expensive and all. And toon also kept enterring tung's properties. So this tung got richer and richer -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I switched loyalty! Lol. Toon and I formed an alliance to take down Tung and her wealth. There was this one time I enterred Queen Astrid for the third time or sth (I enterred in total 4 times or sth -.-) And this time she had 3houses, so it was like $15000. So toon and I started negotiating and all. At first we were like 'e then i make a loss!' kind of thing. Then we came to conclude that to bring tung down we'd have to be selfless and sacrifice things. Lol. So she paid for like half of my debt, and I sold her my Geylang Road -.- It's a bustling-with-business place in real life but in Monopoly it's the lousiest ever property lol. But anyway because of that Toon got another stretch of properties, Purple o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we kept playing and playing and tung kept sucking our money and toon and I kept paying for each others' debts. There was this one time we totally not enough money lol. Then we started mortgaging useless things like mad lol. But in the end still have enough money. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO we concluded to make our empire stronger lol. We exchanged all our properties such that we both got the entire stretch xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think in the end I had a stretch of Red and Purple, and toon had a stretch of Yellow and Pink. Then I had the almighty one orange and blue property each which totally blocked tung from owning the entire stretch of Orange and Blue lol. Wah you know her Orange (the other two properties that are hers) each had like 3 and 4 houses lol. And her Blue propeerty which is Queen Astrid had 4 houses -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So because of this exchanging we started to make a comeback and were winning against tung haha. But in the end we still lost with a total of around $35000 while tung had like $20000+. $35000 divided by 2 you know, cos alliance kind haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;In the beginning, when we enterred jail:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"what the hell, so suay -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;In the end, when we enterred jail:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"ohmygod yay I'm safe from enterring all the terrible places"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;In the beginning, when we enterred toon's yellow property:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"ohmygod unfair must pay you $360 so exxxx D:"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;In the end, when they enterred my hotel in Braddell road:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"aiyah, $6000 only lah, nah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now I'm stuck at home till 545 and I'm praying that Microsoft has a website somewhere which provides costumers to chat with their personnel to ask for solutions to problems cos I cant seem to google any results for "why my computer shut down automatically whenever I play games" -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and do date me for upcoming days! Lol I want this short holiday to be fun and not stuck at home attempting to fix comp -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-8833161760950709788?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/8833161760950709788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=8833161760950709788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/8833161760950709788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/8833161760950709788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/09/eoeoy.html' title='Eoeoy!!'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-1154577507705512515</id><published>2008-09-22T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:31:08.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disintegration.</title><content type='html'>My life is in total disarray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was an exaggeration :D It's just that I'm a little saddened cos I spent like the entire afternoon and evening fretting about my disintegrating computer, which takes 20secs to open Computer and about 30 to right click D drive -.- And the morning wasn't even productive. I just read like 2pages worth of worksheets. Oh my geog D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I've moved everything to E drive and I'm left with the entire Program Files folder of C drive which I'm highly not inclined to get it done tonight. Anyway, the computer seems less laggy now? Hopefully my brother's theory of it's lagginess being caused by fullness of C drive is true and then I won't have to reformat? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering that the last time I attempted to reformat my computer it ended up being still infected with virus and my brother had to reformat again. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, my brother and I watched Harold &amp;amp; Kumar on his laptop today. It's filled with hints of sex and things like that but whenever they almost appear my brother would censor it -.- But all in all it's still quite funny? Also contains racist jokes of Asians and Indians o.O Haha. Think the black guy in jail's really inspirational! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the relfections ._. It made me feel really sad cos I don't seem to have close friends like they do. o.O Of course we've all made close friends here and there but we all seem to get pulled apart by each day that we don't see each other. And neither were we ever as close as them, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it's a movie and it's a heightened reality, so we shall take comfort in thinking that nobody's actually that close and are able to do such crazy stuff tgt? :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think it'll be really fun to have even ONE close friend like that. Let's hope one day we can all find that one best friend :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends that can talk about anything and everything under the sun, and do everything together.. do they exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://poll.pollcode.com/Cm1E"&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="150" bgcolor="EEEEEE" background="http://pollcode.com/images/bg/blue_stars.gif" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:-1;color:FFFFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are true BFFs (Best friends forever) existent?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="radio" name="answer" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:-1;color:FFFFF;"&gt;Yeah of course, someone and I are living examples! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="radio" name="answer" value="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:-1;color:FFFFF;"&gt;I guess there are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="radio" name="answer" value="3"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:-1;color:FFFFF;"&gt;Of course not ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Vote"&gt;  &lt;input type="submit" name="view" value="View"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg colspan="2" align="right" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:-2;color:black;"&gt;pollcode.com &lt;a href="http://pollcode.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;free polls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-1154577507705512515?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/1154577507705512515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=1154577507705512515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1154577507705512515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1154577507705512515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/09/disintegration.html' title='Disintegration.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-8476028728649196263</id><published>2008-09-21T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T21:02:12.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll put a flower in your hair.</title><content type='html'>Seeing how dead my blog is, I'm not devastated lol. Okay that was a terrible sentence, and some more tmr's a beautiful day where I (and the entire 4b-4l cohort) 'd be taking the very beautiful LA paper 2! Oh my. Must be the outcome of my not studying for it &lt;s&gt;yet&lt;/s&gt;. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, friday till now has been reallllly unproductive and very disruptive of my PMA (perpetual mugging activities). Actually my PMA started out really late. Like I think it started only in the Sept holidays haha. And I still have yet to study geog (and tmr's LA paper2 o.O). Hopefully there's enough time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the spirits're giving me a sign by (ohmygod I dont even know what word to put here O.O, inducing?!) me with a play-game-and-your-comp-will-crash-niahaha illness. Even MSN games killed my comp o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since even my brother and the professional computer guru mr. sylvester yang is bewildered and renderred (ohmygod I'm not sure of that word's spelling, my LA is doooooooomed T.T) by this computer illness, I shall open it to the public for opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Issue: Whenever I play games (doesn't need to be imba quadcore 10gb ram -requiring games, even MSN flash games) my computer will just switch itself off, there's no screen saying 'Shutting down...' at all, just the screen suddenly goes blank and the lovely blue light on my CPU will die &lt;s&gt;much to my horror and shock and dismay&lt;/s&gt;. It can be switched on again anytime but it'll die again if I play games. Listening to music, watching videos, blogging (obviously) is fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Plea: ANYONE HAS A SOLUTION FOR ME!? D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel a strong desire and urge to solve this before Wednesday, 10.45am because that's when liberty will be attained by Geologists that arent artists. D: Note to historians: please don't rub it in and dance around exclaiming 'eoeoy!' in front of geologists thankyou :D I speak of us as working class people lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway yes, pink words are the important highlights of this post (: The tagboard at the right &gt; is very hungry for comments and solutions. Thank you very much :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-8476028728649196263?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/8476028728649196263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=8476028728649196263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/8476028728649196263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/8476028728649196263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/09/ill-put-flower-in-your-hair.html' title='I&apos;ll put a flower in your hair.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-8875722028354504142</id><published>2008-09-05T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T23:16:19.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry seems to be the hardest word.</title><content type='html'>When it occured today I'd wanted to say sorry. I really really did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it just got stuck somewhere in my throat and I just looked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not good at these kinds of things, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you had understood my intent in apologizing, I've no faith that you did but I hope you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully you did. I'm sorry, I really am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-8875722028354504142?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/8875722028354504142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=8875722028354504142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/8875722028354504142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/8875722028354504142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/09/sorry-seems-to-be-hardest-word.html' title='Sorry seems to be the hardest word.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-4253172131351493125</id><published>2008-09-03T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T16:40:04.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mugging season.</title><content type='html'>It's the mugging season, and I'm here playing a new MMORPG? o.O Shocking isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I've managed to abstain from the comp for a full 84hours D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal record I must say, considering I was allowed to use comp since no one's at home o.O And neither was my computer threatening me with constant beeps which hsiuchen claims to be bcause of improperly installed rams o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, didn't really mug for 84h -.- Caught a flu so I slept ALOT. Not to mention shopping trips and san bu -ing at ECP and constant eating and all that D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, there's like nothing much to study -.- Unless I want to go through every single thing, of which I might already know half. I don't know, like should I totally mug or take it easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually the answer's quite obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall work hard another day, tonight is relax (with Rohan and Constantine) night! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Why do I've a feeling I'd regret this? -.- Z.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-4253172131351493125?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/4253172131351493125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=4253172131351493125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/4253172131351493125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/4253172131351493125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/09/mugging-season.html' title='Mugging season.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-4921042582983778509</id><published>2008-08-25T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T19:06:13.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singaporean teenagers.</title><content type='html'>This morning I woke up very peacefully, unlike Friday when I JUMPED OUT OF BED after looking and comprehending that the handphone read '7.10am' -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just felt really at ease and I walked calmly to the laundry area and I wasn't alarmed even when I realised I hadn't hanged the previous day's clothes and ironed my uniform, I just calmly did them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also very calm when I realised that I'd fallen asleep last night and hadn't finished revising my 250 cheng yu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe because of being overly calm, I missed my bus -.- and had to take MRT z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway on the MRT I met these two teenagers. And they talked really loudly so I unintentionally overheard them and made me reflect on some things, i.e. How to recognise a Singaporean teenager among a large crowd. Please do not be offended if you disagree with me, it's probably because you're the rare few Singapore teen who aren't typical (which is a good thing :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;[Do refrain from reading point no.2 if you're below 13 or have a really innocent mind and wouldn't want it to get corrupted, thankyou.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Characteristics of Singaporean teenagers:&lt;br /&gt;1. Act punk. Putting one of your legs up on the seat or slouching excessively to an extent that you look like a prawn are examples of such behaviour!&lt;br /&gt;2. Vulgar. Everthing you say just has to include the oh-so-glorious four letter word, and it isn't "whee". Shall quote a few sentences: "what the fuck" "shut the fuck up" "fuck you &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;" "this is so fucked up". It's highly unlikely that you don't know what the word means, so why do you "fuck you &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;" all the problems that come your way? Whatever happened to monogamy? -.-&lt;br /&gt;3. Emo. This may not be only for Singaporeans, I actually think it's a worldwide issue with teenagers -.- Whenever we're alone and think you're lonely / flunked badly for an test / got ignored by "darlinqqq", you emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is, very fun&amp;amp;cool meh? The above just portrays your low-class-ness and inability to express your feelings through proper and correct usage of actions and language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Actually the main point is point 2, so I'm sorry if you've met the requirements as stated in pink above and chose to not read point 2. Oh if that was the case, your highly uninteresting post ends here, cos the following part will be discussing about issues related to point 2. Sorry and goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, drop the word. It's so last season! Perhaps it would've given you some fame and attention last time from the shock people get upon hearing that word, but now it's become such a common word yet it still rings loudly and disturbingly in my ears (and I'm sure in many others'). (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-4921042582983778509?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/4921042582983778509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=4921042582983778509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/4921042582983778509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/4921042582983778509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/08/singaporean-teenagers.html' title='Singaporean teenagers.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-7616820359992047412</id><published>2008-08-19T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T19:44:37.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rushrushrush.</title><content type='html'>School's been a chore lately but it's kinda fun that way. Homework and revision for tests are the parts that need to disappear before I obtain a full-fledged pimple outbreak, not that the one now isn't bad enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, missing school's terrible mainly cos I miss out on Maths. And lls's rantings include a lot of important things to note like SUDDENLY the 250 cheng yu test is on wed/thu?! I've not even started to read the book. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Geog ws's due tmr as well, of which I've yet to attempt part B and C cos I thought it was hard o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Chem ws which I sincerely believe the whole class handed in ytd when I wasn't in school D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we got 3 zong he tian kongs to complete today. I shall leave my answers up there but I won't pen them down at the boxes below cos I'd fail -.- It'll be kinda unfair to copy PRCs' work but these exercises are meant for us to gauge our standard, and I can do so by checking the answers with mine, yet I'd still get full marks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And physics journal + ass is due tmr and I believe I'll need to ao ye tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention maths test on wk 9. Coordinate Geometry is such an assassin that's creeping closer and closer D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough ranting about homework -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Something very exciting happened today in the Marine Parade district.&lt;/span&gt; My school pants' button came off after I alighted from ahgong's car today HAHAHAHAHA. Such unglam + embarassing -ness. Luckily we (tung, ophi and I) noticed before we began to walk, or else subconscious flashing might occur -.- Anyway I saved myself from the unglam situation by clipping my bag's clips(?) (hm, I don't know what they're called) around my waist so they sort of held my pants in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I changed to PE attire cos we had PE todayyy and I remembered to shou1 yi1 fu2 :D Shall put that down as a good point of PE, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So by the way I had my lunch in unglam PE attire and took bus and saw SHAWN and GHIMYEOW. Why such an untimely time may I know! D: Totally ruined my glam and classy image I had portrayed lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you may read a very interesting article on EMO here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://reset-busted.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-public-display-of-emo-ness.html"&gt;http://reset-busted.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-public-display-of-emo-ness.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may've been guilty of such actions at times too, but I agree with him to a large extent :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for more homework rushing! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-7616820359992047412?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/7616820359992047412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=7616820359992047412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7616820359992047412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7616820359992047412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/08/rushrushrush.html' title='Rushrushrush.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-3902051671941476388</id><published>2008-08-11T09:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T09:33:05.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a link in your daisy chain.</title><content type='html'>Ricky Martin sings the most catchy songs. I was just listening to She Bangs, and it reminded me of the William Hung saga that shook the world o.O But that's besides the point. Listening to She Bangs led me to listen to all his other songs, and they're just perfect for parties! :D My favourite genre of songs xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go listennnn :D &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/popvideos/video/t1GIoKk-/ricky_martin_she_bangs/"&gt;http://www.imeem.com/popvideos/video/t1GIoKk-/ricky_martin_she_bangs/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I MANAGED TO ABSTAIN FROM TOUCHING THE COMPUTER FOR THE WHOLE DAY YESTERDAY AGAIN! :DD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Was studying with Xunlin at Banquet yesterday. Didn't have lunch there actually, just went there to study after our lunch at Pastamania. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and apparently all the people working in Banquet had to wear this yellow badge that said 'We are trying our best!' And I first saw it on this old lady who was clearing the table opposite of mine, and she looked kinda tired and all, and there were two young men sitting at the edges of the table, and they just sat there without helping the old lady. I mean, it's her job and all, and if I were them, I would also not be so helpful as to offer her my help. But they looked like it was given for old ladies to clear their tables. I think the old lady thinks that way too o.O Such a societal flaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if it weren't for the badge, I wouldn't have taken the effort to notice these people's expressions. Such a thought-invoking badge o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I finally went shopping at Parkway Parade after Xunlin left. Haven't done so in a longggg time and it was such fun. Was trying to contain my glee lest people think I'm crazy like Ophelia. And I realise I would have bought a lotttt of things if:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I was richer.&lt;br /&gt;-I had more opportunities to wear clothes I buy outside.&lt;br /&gt;-I had an art-appreciating family who aren't so seldom at home to appreciate the decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And due to the above reasons, I ended up leaving PP with a Giant bag. No, not a giant bag containing shopping, a plastic bag from Giant, the hypermarket -.- Ended up buying another bag of Ruffles and Pokka Green tea -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so sinfullll! Had like 3-4bags of chips this week alone, not to mention all the Seasons Lemon Tea and favourite UHT chocolate milk and Peel Fresh Apple Juice D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cool would it be if one day I could shop and buy lots of things, and when asked why, reply: 'Oh I bought that just so that that hai tan wouldn't be able to'. Haha, quoted from London from Suite Life xD Except that she didn't use 'hai tan' haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-3902051671941476388?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/3902051671941476388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=3902051671941476388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/3902051671941476388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/3902051671941476388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-link-in-your-daisy-chain.html' title='Just a link in your daisy chain.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-4069934759979673839</id><published>2008-08-09T10:10:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T11:40:01.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end.</title><content type='html'>I've finally completed story-watching in CABAL (and also Heroes Season 1)! I must say that CABAL's story progresses really well, considering it's an MMORPG and MMORPGs usually have terrible stories and they just force you to keep level-ing -.- &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall let the pictures do the talking :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232336432188941826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJz-Q1H05gI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3duvdAR_gF4/s320/Cabal(Ver26-080615-1131-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Punching at Golems wayyyy long ago (with hsiuchen hacking into Dardar's account!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232336461423856434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJz-SiB-SzI/AAAAAAAAAC8/2D1hnBP67m8/s320/Cabal(Ver26-080627-2329-0001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hsiuchen, Dardar and I dancing in sync :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232336470801038914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJz-TE9qvkI/AAAAAAAAADE/wyd9OuNxgv8/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080706-0118-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The massive trading that I did, or in other words Merchant-ing, as Hsiuchen'd've put it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232336476038333922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJz-TYeVheI/AAAAAAAAADM/w3NsOhBcsHQ/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080707-1900-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More merchanting :D See how my money grew? xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232338121179760290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJz_zJGnhqI/AAAAAAAAAEM/5GGrrWvwZ2M/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080716-1930-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Focus is on the lower right hand corner, where ALOT of my money was spent on, skills. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232337296569685554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJz_DJMQVjI/AAAAAAAAAD8/d7M2PGBoyAw/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080714-1651-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dungeon (: Look at the flashy skillsssss :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232337291583085218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJz_C2nW2qI/AAAAAAAAAD0/9wFITz1JWWg/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080714-1648-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More flashy skills in dungeon xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232338130309844146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJz_zrHZjLI/AAAAAAAAAEk/NYBBzaqm-iM/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080719-0844-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In dungeons, we meet NPCs, and I so happen to be able to stab them lol xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232337286631751154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJz_CkK3ffI/AAAAAAAAADk/mm_m-SKYliY/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080713-1817-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't kill Veradrix! Silverwood did. I'm innocentttt :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232337289429215746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJz_Cul1agI/AAAAAAAAADs/UtbhwN-IQ6s/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080713-1821-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Silverwood being confronted by &lt;s&gt;the whole gang&lt;/s&gt; me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232340060899847938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0BkDH7LwI/AAAAAAAAAFk/YxPjGoeL3_s/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080726-1441-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stabbing Black Bard at obscene places -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232339282537209586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0A2vfz3vI/AAAAAAAAAE8/UnRnutVRWUU/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080720-1851-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Same for Patren. No father's day for them I guess haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232338125227241202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJz_zYLnLvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/q37OBimjCQU/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080719-0826-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here we can see the 3 different Osmium suits: Martial(mine), Battle (dancing guy's) and Armor (aura barrier guy's, in other words the guy with the yellow thing around him)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232338108038342482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJz_yYJdZ1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/1CbB2WfKMe4/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080716-1843-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The excessive punching we all did. Was about to reach Transcender~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232338454986950930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0AGkodCRI/AAAAAAAAAEs/W0n-zhwPDao/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080720-1335-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt; More punching. Love it how the monsters often MISS bladers xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232341541910405746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0C6QUW4nI/AAAAAAAAAHE/B8z8wnSTnyI/s320/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2122-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Zi-pai -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0C5HAKZTI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kIl76pMyP_Q/s1600-h/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2041-0000).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232341522229912882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0C5HAKZTI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kIl76pMyP_Q/s320/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2041-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More zi-pai-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232336474203246226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJz-TRo0TpI/AAAAAAAAADU/aibqJhIWtF4/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080712-0932-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm such a narcissist (especially with the Towel I borrowed from Hsiuchen lol).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232340070818751666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0BkoExpLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/_P4gMyDK03c/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080730-2015-0001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More zi-pai-ing. This one shows how pretty Soul Blade make my blades look xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232337283360936834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJz_CX_C04I/AAAAAAAAADc/nhuwkNH72Qs/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080712-0943-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I conclude I AM a narcissist -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232340076738381058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0Bk-IIBQI/AAAAAAAAAF8/80gUycE05s0/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080802-0912-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scenic placeeee (in Lake in Dusk) :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232340847156865762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0CR0KNKuI/AAAAAAAAAGE/tLl2aTAvEqg/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080802-0912-0001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is how I look like when I buff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232340057967205378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0Bj4MunAI/AAAAAAAAAFc/vPOqIJ9AD80/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080726-1108-0001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is how I look at myself all the time, from the back -.- Disadvantages of a WASD user.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0C5sJPGLI/AAAAAAAAAG0/8zpu8fPy5Z0/s1600-h/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2117-0002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232341532200081586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0C5sJPGLI/AAAAAAAAAG0/8zpu8fPy5Z0/s320/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2117-0002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The final boss, Patren, who has a fetish for hugging me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0C5wA75_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/lAyZqrEi3zc/s1600-h/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2117-0003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232341533239011314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0C5wA75_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/lAyZqrEi3zc/s320/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2117-0003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No lah, he's just flapping his wings xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0CSOhaIrI/AAAAAAAAAGM/QhmRB0wm0FM/s1600-h/Cabal(Ver32-080802-1622-0001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232340854233506482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0CSOhaIrI/AAAAAAAAAGM/QhmRB0wm0FM/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080802-1622-0001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More of him. Very scary right, he's stronggg D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0CSUNRk1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/o6f7SobyeoY/s1600-h/Cabal(Ver32-080803-0005-0000).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232340855759672146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0CSUNRk1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/o6f7SobyeoY/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080803-0005-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the insane damage (although I damage him more xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0CSwe7TLI/AAAAAAAAAGc/PwsBA4fk0h0/s1600-h/Cabal(Ver32-080803-0006-0000).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232340863349902514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0CSwe7TLI/AAAAAAAAAGc/PwsBA4fk0h0/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080803-0006-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here you can see me doing my prettiest skill, Blade Scud! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0CTMEWeII/AAAAAAAAAGk/eK065Y4o6hU/s1600-h/Cabal(Ver32-080803-0008-0001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232340870754629762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0CTMEWeII/AAAAAAAAAGk/eK065Y4o6hU/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080803-0008-0001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Obviously I won him, and he thanks meeee :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232339272859204162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0A2LcZOkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/7UkL1sOFnOA/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080720-1613-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comboing! My maximum was 15 haha, hence the screenshot -.- LOOK THEY FEAUTRED ME IN THE BOTTOM RIGHT CORNER. Everyone in the map&amp;amp;channel at that time would've seen that name xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232340067624753794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0BkcLRGoI/AAAAAAAAAFs/i9_IhwFIZIk/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080726-2213-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mass Dancing Session. Haha they didn't sync their dance, I just enterred the channel so they all look sync -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232339295421239586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0A3ffmkSI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OfVNqj-xB48/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080726-1101-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt; Dancing so that I've SP to kill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0A3LH1-qI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hxK8EGvvypM/s1600-h/Cabal(Ver32-080726-1059-0000).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232339289952877218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0A3LH1-qI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hxK8EGvvypM/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080726-1059-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The horribly strong vampires in EoD B1F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0A3vJckFI/AAAAAAAAAFU/pUWprinX1NE/s1600-h/Cabal(Ver32-080726-1103-0000).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232339299623276626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0A3vJckFI/AAAAAAAAAFU/pUWprinX1NE/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080726-1103-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BM2 fun xD&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0DgUYPeAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/BwwOJT30nh4/s1600-h/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2129-0000).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232342195835467778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0DgUYPeAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/BwwOJT30nh4/s320/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2129-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So the story ended. LOOK AT THE GRAPHICS, NICE HORRRR :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0Dglrj-9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/G7Gtj4wxCtU/s1600-h/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2130-0001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232342200479906770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0Dglrj-9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/G7Gtj4wxCtU/s320/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2130-0001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another nice picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0Dgx-mLsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Mu79x_nF4a0/s1600-h/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2131-0000).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232342203780968130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0Dgx-mLsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Mu79x_nF4a0/s320/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2131-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Yuan, the best blader in Nevareth. Bet I can beat her in PvP z -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0DhFAnE2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/8UdG6aXsyRk/s1600-h/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2131-0001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232342208889688930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0DhFAnE2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/8UdG6aXsyRk/s320/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2131-0001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Niceeee haha, btw her (Rin, the woman in the foreground) second duty is Revenge, which is to kill Silverwood (the evil betraying man in the background).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0DhbXdXcI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HmxwUY7shA0/s1600-h/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2133-0000).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232342214891101634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0DhbXdXcI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HmxwUY7shA0/s320/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2133-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've never understood who's the Pollux sage -.- WHO!?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232342841615837698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0EF6GR6gI/AAAAAAAAAIU/BLrUIKqWAcM/s320/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2136-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Black Bard :D 'HE' isn't me, 'HE' is Saint Valentine haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232341546869308514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0C6iypvGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DYsk6SGHSis/s320/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2125-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The end of the story! Or as they put it, the beginning of The Age of Humans -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232342836584415826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0EFnWsglI/AAAAAAAAAIE/KGT-VNZInKY/s320/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2135-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This can be used as desktop wallpaper haha. So nice right! Anyway she's Sage Capella, the communist woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232342833050172338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0EFaMEO7I/AAAAAAAAAH8/sID3gdZi9kQ/s320/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2134-0001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another nice picture that can be used as wallpaper hah. He's Sage Procyon! The democratic man whom I joined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232342841592209362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0EF6ApX9I/AAAAAAAAAIM/e0wS79lYsCk/s320/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2135-0001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Them together. Another picture that can be used as desktop background haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJz_zJ44qtI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CMDmB_s9EjM/s1600-h/Cabal(Ver32-080719-0825-0000).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232338121390598866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJz_zJ44qtI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CMDmB_s9EjM/s320/Cabal(Ver32-080719-0825-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;MEEEE! Not the latest one though, the latest one I didn't have TOWEL haha. But I have Red Osmium Blade~! Hsiuchen shall lend me TOWEL to take photo WITH Red Osmium Blade so that I'd be complete haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232353449001491394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJ0NvVsGG8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/whZaUQc4kpM/s320/Cabal(Ver33-080807-2139-0000).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The last and final picture they gave that concluded the whole story. There are many other of such screens, with lovely thought-invoking sentences, some of which are:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone cannot be perfect.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The world may not be perfect to live in, but we can help each other to make the world better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are all humans.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Patren: "That means.. That means the end of the world."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Patren: "Everyone was good to me."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Patren: "It was my own decision."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There will be no one waiting for you in the confined space.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-end of quotes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's about it. Anyway I feel for Patren. He's not a real bad guy, he's more like two-faced (well he's called The Two-Faced King -.-), and he was more like forced to become the Lord of Destruction, cos he was chosen by Saint Valentine, the so-called God, who actually was the first Lord of Destruction. Confusing right! :D See the story isn't normal and plain like MapleStory -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So anyway, in the end, Patren chose to sacrifice himself for the safety of everyone else by sealing himself in the Space of ______ ( I forgot what -.-) Anyway it just means he'll be sealed inside this space which has no one but himself, and he will live there forever. You can't even die of boredom. I think that'll have to be the worst punishment for anybody at all.  No one to talk to, nothing to do... And you can't even die.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think if I had to make the choice that he did, I'd choose to kill the whole world then seal myself in that place. Even if I go to hell or purgatory (Mdm Nora lol), I'd still have sth to do and people to talk to? Rather than just be a soulless creature drifting around a space of nothingness, forever. Thought-invoking, no? o.O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Z, now I feel bad cos I'm not selfless -.- Shall see if you all would do the same! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://poll.pollcode.com/q02F"&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="150" bgcolor="EEEEEE" background="http://pollcode.com/images/bg/blue_stars.gif" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:-1;color:FFFFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you choose to seal yourself in that place forever to save the rest of the world?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="radio" name="answer" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:-1;color:FFFFF;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="radio" name="answer" value="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:-1;color:FFFFF;"&gt;No!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Vote"&gt;  &lt;input type="submit" name="view" value="View"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg colspan="2" align="right" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:-2;color:black;"&gt;pollcode.com &lt;a href="http://pollcode.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;free polls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-4069934759979673839?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/4069934759979673839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=4069934759979673839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/4069934759979673839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/4069934759979673839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/08/end.html' title='The end.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SJz-Q1H05gI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3duvdAR_gF4/s72-c/Cabal(Ver26-080615-1131-0000).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-2426690515668176097</id><published>2008-08-06T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:41:16.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's in a mess.</title><content type='html'>My portfolio's cover page reads: 'cause life was never a one-way road. Heh I get sudden bursts of artistic-ness, if that's even called artistic xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've not been blogging recently cos it's just been such a mess recently and I wouldn't have known how to blog. Not to mention &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I MANAGED TO ABSTAIN FROM SWITCHING THE COMPUTER ON FOR THE WHOLE OF YESTERDAYYYY&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first, my grandparents have gone back to Indo, so the house is mineeee niahaha. But it's still in the messy state cos I've not found the time to clean up &lt;s&gt;and I know my brother's return during the weekends'd ruin it again&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second thing is, the 4Down-ing people loveeee Ms pear cos she extended our floods report deadline to Tuesdayyyy! More procrastination but I just need to let my hair down after the phy test, and I believe we all do. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, &lt;strong&gt;it&lt;/strong&gt; didn't go so well and I used Newton for masssss roar D: Hopefully I can get some marks from ECF (error carried forward) D: And there's also the terrible moments question which I didn't consider the angle but I knew I had to but I didn't know how so I just didn't consider it AHHHH &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;D:&lt;/span&gt; I do hope that I'd pass, or better yet maintain my A. I'd hate for my physics to drop to a B. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight I caught up with my 2 episodes of Suite Life and weekly dose of So you think you can dance :DDDDD I'd get really high after watching that as you can see lol. BUT THEY'RE GONNA STOP SCREENING SO YOU THINK YOU CAN DANCE UNTIL NEXT NEXT NEXT WEEK WHICH IS 25th ROARRRRR D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today during LA lecture I just suddenly had a revelation :O We were discussing about how societal expectations drove Ophelia mad, and the people around me were just being noisy and &lt;em&gt;oh-so-considerate&lt;/em&gt; that it just sparked off at the back of my head, that is, to not be tied down to what society expects of me. And I just became totally serious and took down notes and listened to Mr Ken to take down what he said and took down what Nicholas wrote and asked around for things I didn't know. I think Nicholas became rather shocked and probably thought I got possessed or sth lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and after lessons ended today I dropped by at SD Comm and finished up my last job as SE's librarian :DD met up with the new vice-chair lol and we got very amused with &lt;em&gt;The Ghost &lt;/em&gt;among other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I almost forgot about mock UN. I thought it was cool and all, with the formalities that I could so relate to :D BUT! I think it was terribly disorganised. I hate events that are very disorganised, and if you knew me long enough you'd know -.- It's like during events that required a lot of people to sit there waiting for you, you should at least try your best to do what you have to in the shortest amount of time possible right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like during flag raising, when the whole school had to stand under the blazing sun, some of the people who had news to deliver were just being so retarded and wasting all of our time doing stuff which were of no connection to us whatsoever, totally wasting all of our precious time. Mind you the audience are the top 10% or so of Singapore's students, and these people are likely to be future presidents and CEOs and VIPs of a lot of companies and organisations and you're wasting all these important people's precious time? Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, on Tuesday we had this Project Presentation event in Ulu Pandan Theatrette, and there were some 'technical difficulties' but I couldn't see ANYONE rushing around to try to connect computers or finding other projectors or anything. The teachers were just sitting around or standing around with their arms folded as if they were Sir Raffles himself. And they &lt;em&gt;apologise&lt;/em&gt; for the technical difficulties. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but if there was anything we liked and enjoyed out of the whole event, it'd be Mengshuen's talk (and his macbook!) :D Xiayuan was being evil and didn't wanna swap places with me so that I'd be with Beiqin so I was stuck between Dongchen and her but they were really funny so I didn't mind in the end. And basically Xiayuan and I just went CRAZY over Mengshuen's ppt slidessss &gt;&lt; The effects were just out of the ordinary and original and cool and just, different. We deduced that they were provided by his Macbook. Such coolnessss :D And he was a really witty speaker and cracked all of us up (: Really inspiring. I'd hope to be able to carry out experiments like he did and all but they said those are for H3 students which need at least about 3.6 gpa and not only that, they had to compete with ALOT of other students from DHS and other schools and there'd only be at most 3 different people taking up the research projects? So it'll really be for the top of the top of Singapore. So I guess I'm not cut out for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Mrs Shu Yuen said Yihui was gonna do one! I thought it was really cool to know someone fitting of the forementioned category haha. Some more she was a Kster and my overall tutor 2years ago! :DD Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm just waiting till it's 11.59 so that I can give Subin a Happy Birthday SMS haha. Hopefully I'd be the last one to wish her on the actual day itself :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I shall go brush teeth and drink my favourite Peel Fresh Apple Juice + Aloe Vera Bits xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-2426690515668176097?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/2426690515668176097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=2426690515668176097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2426690515668176097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2426690515668176097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/08/lifes-in-mess.html' title='Life&apos;s in a mess.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-6187051819372318241</id><published>2008-08-02T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T20:50:30.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bursts of joy.</title><content type='html'>I've no idea why, but today I just keep getting little bursts of happiness. Like earlier when I was watching So you think you can dance, and there was this guest artiste (I'm not sure if I heard it right, but if I'm not wrong he's called) Daddy Yankee, and I just got very happy for certain unknown reasons -.- It's not like I even knew him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today's been slackkkk D: But I'm gonna complete story-watching in Cabal soon so after that hopefully I can focus on work (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[oh 98.7's playing Fall for you - Secondhand Serenade now! :DD] Why do songs always sound better on radio in comparison to when we've owned the song and played it from our mp3/comp/whatever -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the seers want me to post happy! Rather ironic since it's (probably) gonna be our last dinner in a long time. Sigh. Time flies so quickly when we're having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop procrastinating Bram! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-6187051819372318241?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/6187051819372318241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=6187051819372318241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6187051819372318241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6187051819372318241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/08/bursts-of-joy.html' title='Bursts of joy.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-7894106469439782031</id><published>2008-07-31T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T21:46:11.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Admiration or envy?</title><content type='html'>Tonight (jin1 ye4).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, probably a failed attempt to be poetic. lls said someone wrote a passage and it consists of only 2 words, jin1 ye4. I think it's really cool, but of course we can't do that for our zuowen or we'd see a big cross and probably like 1/70.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went home with cindy and xunlin and the nehs, i.e. Gina &amp;amp; Wenfang &amp;amp; ChingShia &amp;amp; Zhenmei ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just a normal mrt ride home, but it stirred something inside. I was having fun and chatting and listening to them talk, and then it hit me that i ONCE scored higher than any of them, for PSLE. But now I'm like a 3.2-er, while they're like 3.6, or at least Gina is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, they still seem to have so much fun. "Eh today quite early leh, only 4oclock. We go eat dinner at Paya Lebar first okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly admire their friendship. so much so that I think it's actually envy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereas I, I've barely any time to play with friends, and my grades aren't even comparable to theirs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I shan't emo. This's been more like a motivation for me to do better, and to choose spending more time with friends rather than spending so much time on my own playing and watching things which aren't as fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do it! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-7894106469439782031?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/7894106469439782031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=7894106469439782031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7894106469439782031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7894106469439782031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/07/admiration-or-envy.html' title='Admiration or envy?'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-7612881683513966731</id><published>2008-07-29T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T20:40:09.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The gradual downfall of Bram.</title><content type='html'>I think I emo for the weirdest reasons. Do ignore this post, lest it affects your mood as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe I can safely say that most people, if not everyone thought I was nice in Primary School. I was a Prefect, I was a Band Major, I did reasonably well academically... but most importantly I was helpful and responsible, and I was hardworking and obedient. You can say I almost reached the level of "model student" or "teacher's pet" for not breaking very few school rules, and mostly unintentional. And for that, I earned everyone's respect and perhaps even admiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But having come to Secondary School, I changed. I'm EXTREMELY selfish, I'm EXTREMELY lazy, I fail tests, I judge people, I gossip about people, I used &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; foul language, I had untidy attire, I had illegal hair, I copy some work, I couldn't care less about &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; projects, I don't pay 100% attention in class.. I don't even know if the Bram from p6 would acknowledge me as his future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's because if I was as nice as I was before, I'd end up not sleeping at all trying to finish all the projects. Unless my grandma's around to scold me if I didn't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure if I went into each and every person's head and dug out the 'Bram' folder from their Memory Bank, I'd find more negative things than positive ones. Nobody thinks of me as a role model anymore, I'm not even sure if anyone looks UP to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to make friends with people I think have really good qualities, but they have other people. Nobody cares cos I'm alone and the world is having more fun than me - Simple Plan. I think it's very true. Who'd choose a flawed person like me over the rest of the world who're so much more fun to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, right now I thought of someone who'd die to get close to me. Yet I don't want him/her to cos I think he/she's irritating. See, I judge people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know for sure. A part of me thinks I suck and I should change for the better, be more selfless, forgive and forget and all that, but another part wants me to stay this way, if not I'd get bullied by the Secondary school kids who're much more mean than the Primary school kids. Can this possibly be the reason why I've deteriorated from the somewhat godlike figure I was to this.. flawed creature I've become? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've been reading this far, I actually don't mind, but you shouldn't console me or anything, cos it's a problem I've to deal with myself, and what you say can't make much of a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just feels like I've fallen down this gentle but sure slope, and I've always been looking into the horizon admiring the view. And all of a sudden I look back up and I realise that I've fallen such a long way, and I panic. Or maybe it isn't "all of a sudden", maybe it's simply because I've hit rock-bottom. It was a gradual downfall, but it definitely was a sure one. The question now is whether I can resist this comfy bottom and choose to climb back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always been easier to be an immoral person than a moral one to begin with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-7612881683513966731?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/7612881683513966731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=7612881683513966731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7612881683513966731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7612881683513966731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/07/gradual-downfall-of-bram.html' title='The gradual downfall of Bram.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-675881262153539257</id><published>2008-07-28T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:20:54.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another dreadful haircut.</title><content type='html'>I'm going to go for a haircut tomorrow! And if I sound jolly, I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I don't like haircuts, but after one I often look weird / spastic, so. So..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU ALL &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TAKE PHOTOS WITH ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; BEFORE I GET MY HAIR CUT TOMORROW? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see me on the hallway / in class, just tap me on the shoulder and say "hey let's take a photo together! :D" Haha. And letting a third person take our photo would be best, cos we wouldn't want to get our pimples get caught in the picture, do we? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but I've photoshop now haha but I don't really know how to operate. Shall some kind souls teach me? Heh I'm asking for a lotttt (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-675881262153539257?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/675881262153539257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=675881262153539257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/675881262153539257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/675881262153539257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-dreadful-haircut.html' title='Another dreadful haircut.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-2287300866450231837</id><published>2008-07-27T09:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T09:21:33.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not listening.</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna rant about the event of my grandmother coming to me to 'discuss' stuff, so don't bother reading on cos it'll just be like a complaining gong han which isn't related to yall in any way ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should've been a very long debate with her wanting to throw away my Queen size bed, while I still wanted it. But her discussions're very convenient, so much so that a third party looking on might mis-interpret it as an informing statement, telling me that she wanted to throw my Queen size bed away, and in its place buy me a Single bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't be bothered to debate since she won't listen anyway. But I love bigggg beds on which I can open my limbs like a star and still not feel any borders! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;em&gt;a little&lt;/em&gt; space-consuming but I spend like 3-8h on it everyday! That's probably like half of my at-home time. Why can't I have what makes me comfortable! ): And it's not like you can do anything with that little space you save by changing a Queen size bed to a Single bed. Unless, maybe Yoga, which I don't foresee my grandmother doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I STILL CAN'T STAND HOW MESSY MY HOUSE HAS BECOME EVER SINCE &lt;em&gt;THEY&lt;/em&gt; CAME! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-2287300866450231837?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/2287300866450231837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=2287300866450231837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2287300866450231837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2287300866450231837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/07/not-listening.html' title='Not listening.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-560529138863888750</id><published>2008-07-26T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T16:41:34.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Physchologically drained.</title><content type='html'>Just watched The Dark Knight yesterday night with the yr4s seers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good, but perhaps I was too tired from the week's work that I couldn't catch all the little nitty-gritties that made the movie the movie. After a movie, everyone rushed out right? And I could overhear everyone just going 'whoa, that was great, did you see that part _____!' And yet, for me it was 'Huh?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, On the MRT ride home I was thinking about what happened throughout the whole movie, then all the events slowly came to me so I slowly remembered and slowly asked them, and one question that they couldn't answer me was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Spoiler ahead* Did the batman know Gordon didn't die, and that he'd appear right when he was about to get killed by the Joker after he intentionally missed riding over him on the motorbike? *Spoiler ended*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, our lives would be much simpler if we just left things as that and not ponder about it so much huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I think too much! Which reminds me, that page is still incomplete after one week. Guess there isn't much slack lessons in class anymore! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, didn't manage to use my free ticket coupon! D: Shall scout for more good movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I officially signed &lt;em&gt;the paper&lt;/em&gt;. It was only a foolscap paper, but it'll definitely affect my Senior High years in DHS. Wonder if I've made the right choice =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since I already signed it, I guess I'm staying in SE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-560529138863888750?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/560529138863888750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=560529138863888750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/560529138863888750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/560529138863888750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/07/physchologically-drained.html' title='Physchologically drained.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-7970159179441623732</id><published>2008-07-23T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T20:47:28.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dark Knight.</title><content type='html'>As I was typing the title, I just remember that not very long ago, I had a character in ROSEON called TheDarkKnight33 -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Can someone date me to watch THE DARK KNIGHT PLEASE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think it's gonna be real nice &lt;s&gt;and my free movie ticket coupon's expiring in Sept&lt;/s&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am anticipating response haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-7970159179441623732?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/7970159179441623732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=7970159179441623732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7970159179441623732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7970159179441623732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/07/dark-knight.html' title='The Dark Knight.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-5962665346449998696</id><published>2008-07-22T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:32:31.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuses, I say.</title><content type='html'>I guess my life's getting more organised now, cos my grandparents scold me for sleeping too late, so I can't stay up late. Think that's a good thing? But i feel bad for my project mates ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly my house is in a mess! Suddenly got webcam on my table, some night eye-patch thing on my table, the Nokia wire on my table, the Monitor casing on the wear-shoe-bench, many cookies on the dining table, THREE pitchers and 2 cups on the water area (used to be only one, MY, pitcher), and the chairs all anyhow put, and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just realised another mistake I've never noticed before. Ever since I thought of criticising myself from other people's shoes, I've been noticing more and more flaws O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;DISCLAIMER: If you're a die hard pro-sports person, you may want to stop reading this post here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;DISCLAIMER DISCLAIMER: I mean it, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's was PE. So here's my situation: I've never been good in the physical sense. Hello I'm a potential failure in NAPFA tests. And I've not been improving myself, but rather giving myself excuses like gender inequality, and so on. The hard, true and undeniable fact is that they set that standard because they expect boys of my age to be able to achieve it. AND they do. Some of them really do so well that getting their A is as simple as ABC. Yet, I have trouble getting my E?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't blame my genes either, cos I'm not overweight, neither am I disabled or severely short, or anything! Hey my brother gets 29 out of 30 points for NAPFA yearly -.- And to help me improve, he mocks me and sneers at my Es and all, but I didn't go and practise hard, and all that. It's just the last month before the actual NAPFA test then I start to jump a few times daily on my own at home, or go to the PU bar once in a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not the least bit talented in ball games. I think I've mentioned this before but my dad's quite a sexist and a chauvanist, so I guess that influenced me negatively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise surprise, I took TENNIS lessons once a week when I was younger, but as you would've guessed, I'm one of the worst students ever. And seeing how I lacked talent and interest, I quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't help that EVERY SINGLE PERSON tells (or even if they don't, they hint) me "what's wrong with you, a boy not interested in PE?" It's like when people find out that I'm not sporty and don't exactly like sports, I'll get all these glares and I could imagine everyone had 'you mean you don't like soccer?' sentence just DYING to come out of their mouths, and thankfully they swallowed it back, or else I'd've died from embarassment since like P2 or sth -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, 'Be a man, play soccer' is the most chauvanistic and sexist sentence I can think of. Like why must a man play soccer you tell me? Not soccer player not man? Soccer girls very masculine? I'll have you know that there are macho men who don't play or watch soccer and there are feminine demure girls who are very into soccer, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about being very against soccer, if you like soccer, scratch all the SOCCERs you see and change it to basketball or sth -.- Just that today we were playing soccer, so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe it would've helped if the soccer field wasn't muddy and grassy and all the cut grass could be blown away and swept away properly like they do in those normal public areas. DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW MUCH GRASS THERE WAS IN CLASS JUST NOW BECAUSE WE HAD SOCCER FOR PE? One dustpan I used just now to sweep wasn't enough to contain the grass! And it wasn't even the whole class, just my area and yigang's and puimun's and xingqi's and zhenzhou's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't particularly want to touch shoes that people have worn because you think they stink or are dirty cos they've stepped on many places that you wouldn't want mentioned right? So why is it that we are so eager to headbutt / let the ball hit our chests? The ball has been kicked by all the fore-mentioned shoes AND has been rolling about on the gross (note, GROSS, not typo of GRASS) field since forever, FYI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I think too much -.- Or maybe the doctors should just diagnose me with ball phobia or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Oh but I'm proud to say I've been trying to overcome this laziness and reluctance to play ball games ever since this year started! Like I join when the 4D boys play bball and soccer, and I don't blame them for picking me last. I was never a good choice to begin with (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Give me more time and I &lt;u&gt;may&lt;/u&gt; even rid myself of my ball phobia, so to say. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-5962665346449998696?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/5962665346449998696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=5962665346449998696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/5962665346449998696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/5962665346449998696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/07/excuses-i-say.html' title='Excuses, I say.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-3671118548687078438</id><published>2008-07-21T18:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T18:55:28.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excitement.</title><content type='html'>My grandpa just called to say they've reached Changi Airport (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I'm somehow excited. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-3671118548687078438?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/3671118548687078438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=3671118548687078438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/3671118548687078438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/3671118548687078438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/07/excitement.html' title='Excitement.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-217201700593904127</id><published>2008-07-19T12:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T12:22:11.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melancholy.</title><content type='html'>I caught the melancholic bug recently. Like when An Jing - Jay Chou was playing on the radio in Ahgong's car, it stirred something deep down inside, although I don't know what it is. Maybe part of it is contributed by the company, cos there was no one else on that car except Ahgong, Toon, and Tung. Very 2k. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I received an email by Fel ytd regarding Tuesday's performance, and yet I wasn't part of it. And it dawned on me that my 4 years in SE have passed. But what makes the change more drastic was that just before we stepped down, before the holidays that is, Fel and Xiaowen hadn't been there cos of BSP trip, and so Nicole and I did most of the planning and leading and stuff that the Chair and Vice-chair was supposed to, so I felt rather important and all. And suddenly, no more SE for me. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, my house wont be empty anymore after next Monday, so that'll put an end to my days of solitude at home. This isn't such a bad thing, but I'm losing a bit of my freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Connie's is closing down (actually moving to Costa but they wont be opening the very next day or anytime soon) so my main source of food'll be gone. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it all off, my cabal-ing days are limited cos now I've accomplished everything I wanted to, except reaching level99 and seeing how the story ends off. And I'm already 93. Maybe I shall do my Cabal post after I reach 99? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda feels like EVERYTHING is coming to an end! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-217201700593904127?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/217201700593904127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=217201700593904127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/217201700593904127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/217201700593904127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/07/melancholy.html' title='Melancholy.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-1309473585991391542</id><published>2008-07-18T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:31:17.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I think too much.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, blogging helps me sort out my thoughts because I list out things and reflect on them. And as I type them out, I read through them again and I sometimes see what I had typed in a new light, and I deleted the entire part cos it's no longer applicable -.- I admit that at times I don't think about what I do and end up hurting people / myself, but I usually think, and think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hsiuchen calls it 'indecisiveness'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remind me to leave a page for 'I think I think too much' in my sketchbook vol 2. Which reminds me, I've been bringing my sketchbook to school again! Last year was vol 1, and this year, well, vol 2 lah! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my drawings've improved since vol 1, but I shan't brag about it, cos I know there are others out there who're much more talented than me, and maybe when I've vol 3 I'd look back at vol 2 and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this time, it's a plain black book, with 'Bram :D' in front (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today there came by this petition for us to sign if we wanted to change seats, and it struck me that I enjoy sitting at my current position. I mean, it isn't the perfect seat, but I'm comfortable enough in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my right is Weicheng, the EP :D And I think we compliment each other well, in the sense that he usually understands stuff that I don't, so when I ask him about it, he'd teach me and I'd understand. Sometimes he also asks me things and I know! Haha, such a win-win situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my left and behind me is Zhenmei and Yigang respectively, who're really smart, not to mention they copy notes super quickly and all that. So I can always ask them anything, especially if I didn't copy LA notes, Geog notes, and especially Chem notes fast enough. Which is often -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside beside me is Jianyi, and behind him is Yuhui and Renjie, who help me alot in Chinese :D 'how to write ______?' I'd be shocked if all three of them all say 'dont know' one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Yigang and I enjoy making fun of Yuhui :D Zi di mo di, Sha Bi, Zhang Shu Hui, hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of me is Beiqin, Xingqi and Zhenzhou, who provide me with free shows everyday :D But sadly Xingqi's beautiful hair that swings back naturally doesn't swing as much as it used to! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond that I shan't say, lest I end up talking about the whole class -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh this reminds me, Fish and Prawn are getting closer! I should be happy for them but there's a part of me who's jealous and feels that my area in their circle of friendship 'll shrink. I know greed may cause the downfall of Bram one day, but ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh all 5 of my SP bars are full! Shall stop punching and start BM2-ing (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I want this weekend to be productive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-1309473585991391542?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/1309473585991391542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=1309473585991391542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1309473585991391542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1309473585991391542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-think-i-think-too-much.html' title='I think I think too much.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-2244696907373304144</id><published>2008-07-15T20:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T21:53:10.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments of solitude and self-evaluation.</title><content type='html'>Moments of solitude relates directly to self-evaluation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier on, we completed Maths test! And it just feels like such a burden off my shoulders. Come to think about it, it actually isn't all that taxing. But I think I felt stressed out cos everyone around me just transformed into muggers. Like I never ever see people sitting in class chatting about non-academic stuff for hours in class anymore, they'd always have a paper and pen in hand, ready to complete that weekly Maths supplementary practice, or that Chem ws that demands a 1GB memory space out of our sad 256mb brain. Not only that, even when I reach home, and when I thought all these were out of sight, I thought wrong. People like Ophilia'd dashan me online, asking 'have you studied for next week's Maths test? Hamlet quiz? Chem open book test?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it stressed myself so much that I ended up spending last night revising on the bed, only to realise the next morning at 4am that I'd fallen asleep, which was also when I attempted to continue with the Maths WS I slept on, but failed miserably after one question, and finding myself staring into my phone which read 5.54am the very next 'minute'. So I had to sacrifice my daily beauty sleep on bus 48 on the way to school, not to mention getting a slight headache for attempting to practise Differentiating Exponential Functions on that dimly lit bus (which was totally conducive for a 45min nap).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, two huge pimples have surfaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, feeling free of any pending homework for the day, I went grocery-shopping at Giant's in PP. Very auntie I know, but it's quite destressing you know (: And as I manuevered in and out of the aisles searching for my favourite UHT chocolate milk, I was struck with thoughts like the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also realised that I demand a lot from people, when I may not even be all that perfect myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No fish, prawn also good." Right now, I feel sad not because I couldn't get to have the fish I wanted, but that even the prawn that I had to make do with doesn't fit with me ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all tend to see others' flaws so clearly and yet not be able to see our own even if they were placed right in front of our faces like the computer screen you're staring at. So I shouldn't be asking for too much. And I'm sorry to have ever thought I'm a level higher than the average man. I'm not perfect and I'm sorry for that. Perhaps it's time you felt the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if there was a good point about me, it'd be that &lt;u&gt;if I was in my right mind&lt;/u&gt;, I wouldn't express my displeasure to anyone right there and then. Maybe there are others like me, so we shouldn't think we're all that perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. This isn't directed at any particular one person. It's for all the faithful readers to self-evaluate and improve! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-2244696907373304144?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/2244696907373304144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=2244696907373304144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2244696907373304144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2244696907373304144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/07/moments-of-solitude-and-self-evaluation.html' title='Moments of solitude and self-evaluation.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-6739805618654483442</id><published>2008-07-13T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T23:46:21.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminder to self: Screen shots.</title><content type='html'>Title reads Reminder to self: Screen shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So actually this doesn't apply to anyone else but me, but if you'd like to, read on anyway. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just reminscing all the past MMORPGs that I've played, and I'm really sad that I didn't properly save my memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looked through my CABAL screenshots, and the oldest one was only when i was Lv65. (I know before that I used laptop to play so I supposedly still have them but yeah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it reminded me how it was like: To not be wearing any earrings, to not be wearing any bracelets, to not be wearing Epaulet/applelead/towel (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was punching at Stone Golems, in Port Lux where I never figured out how to walk out of the graveyard area without getting lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the next screen shot was of Hsiuchen and Guanyang and I syncrhonising our dance in Fort Runia. (: I remember Guanyang and I had our Aura Barriers on and as we danced, we moved out of it and coincidentally stepped into each others'. Haha, such great memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there were more shots of me zilianing cos I lent Hsiuchen's EoG+6 hahahaa, TOWEL! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know one day I'd look back at this and laugh, as it had put a smile on me now. So I must remember to take more screenshots of myself when I play. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I'll post the screenshots and also the funniness of me 'killing' Veradrix. HAHA. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Some nice man called LordOfWar bought my FC(event) x3 and Royal Fixer Level 3! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-6739805618654483442?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/6739805618654483442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=6739805618654483442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6739805618654483442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6739805618654483442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/07/reminder-to-self-screen-shots.html' title='Reminder to self: Screen shots.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-7314321537185246208</id><published>2008-07-10T17:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T17:58:24.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spammed with tests.</title><content type='html'>Solve the following sentence using A-1, B-2 .... Z-26.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1-13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;19-16-1-13-13-5-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;23-14-20-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;20-5-19-20-19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;18-15-1-15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-7314321537185246208?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/7314321537185246208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=7314321537185246208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7314321537185246208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/7314321537185246208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/07/spammed-with-tests.html' title='Spammed with tests.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-2209577866046332607</id><published>2008-07-07T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T16:23:19.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 days, 6 months, 6 years.</title><content type='html'>My mama sent me a funny email xD&lt;br /&gt;It's about the interactions between a couple after 6 weeks, 6 months and 6 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;6 Weeks, 6 Months, 6 Years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum Bobo :&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks: selamat bobo sayang, mimpi indah ya, mmmuach.&lt;br /&gt;6 months: tolong matiin lampunya, silau nih.&lt;br /&gt;6 years : Kesana-an doong... kamu tidur dempet2an kayak mikrolet gini sih?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pake Toilet :&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks : ngga apa2, kamu duluan deh, aku ngga buru2 koq.&lt;br /&gt;6 months: masih lama ngga nih?&lt;br /&gt;6 years : brug! brug! brug! (suara pintu digedor),kalo mau tapa di gunung kawi sono!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngajarin Nyetir :&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks : hati2 say, injek kopling dulu baru masukin perseneling ya&lt;br /&gt;6 months: pelan2 dong lepas koplingnya.&lt;br /&gt;6 years : pantesan sering ke bengkel, masukin persenelingnya aja kayak gini!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balesin SMS :&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks: iya sayang, bentar lagi nyampe rumah koq, aku beli martabak kesukaanmu dulu ya&lt;br /&gt;6 months: mct bgt di jln nih&lt;br /&gt;6 years : ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dating process :&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks : I love U, I love U, I love U.&lt;br /&gt;6 months : Of course I love U.&lt;br /&gt;6 years : Ya iyalah!! kalau aku tdk cinta kamu, ngapain nikah sama kamu??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from Work:&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks : Honey, aku pulang...&lt;br /&gt;6 months : I ' m BACK!!&lt;br /&gt;6 years : Si mbok masak apa hari ini??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hadiah (ulang tahun) :&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks : Sayangku, kuharap kau menyukai cincin yang kubeli&lt;br /&gt;6 months : Aku membeli lukisan, nampaknya cocok dengan suasana ruang tengah&lt;br /&gt;6 years : Nih duitnya, loe beli sendiri deh yang loe mau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telepon :&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks : Baby, ada yang pengen bicara ama kamu di telpon&lt;br /&gt;6 months : Eh...ini buat kamu nih...&lt;br /&gt;6 years : WOOIII TELPON BUNYI TUUUHHH....ANGKAT DUOOONG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masakan :&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks : Wah, tak kusangka rasa makanan ini begitu lezaattt...! !!&lt;br /&gt;6 months : Kita makan apa malam ini??&lt;br /&gt;6 years : HAH? MAKANAN INI LAGI?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apology :&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks : Udah gak apa-apa sayang, nanti kita belilagi ya&lt;br /&gt;6 months : Hati2! Nanti jatuh tuh.&lt;br /&gt;6 years : KAMU GAK NGERTI2 YA DAH BERIBU2 KALI AKU BILANGIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baju baru :&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks : Duhai kasihku, kamu seperti bidadari dengan pakaian itu&lt;br /&gt;6 months : Lho, kamu beli baju baru lagi?&lt;br /&gt;6 years : BELI BAJU ITU HABIS BERAPA??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning for Vacations :&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks : Gimana kalau kita jalan2 ke Amerika atau ketempat yg kamu mau honey?&lt;br /&gt;6 months : Ke Surabaya naik bis aja ya gak usah pakai pesawat...&lt;br /&gt;6 years : JALAN2? DIRUMAH AJA KENAPA SEH? NGABISIN UANG AJA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV :&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks : Baby, apa yg pengen kita tonton malam ini ?&lt;br /&gt;6 months : Sebentar ya, filmnya bagus banget nih.&lt;br /&gt;6 years : JANGAN DIGANTI2 DONG CHANNELNYA AH! GAK BISA LIAT ORANG SENENG DIKIT APA ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tersandung di jalan :&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks : Sayang Kenapa? Aduh Sakit Ga???  (Sambil Ngeliat yang terluka)&lt;br /&gt;6 months : Sayang Ati-Ati yah laen kali.&lt;br /&gt;6 years : MAKANYA LAEN KALI KALO JALAN, MATANYA DIPAKE ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Indons are quite billingual, got incorporate English into their lingo :D&lt;br /&gt;Time for Singaporeans to practise Indo? xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-2209577866046332607?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/2209577866046332607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=2209577866046332607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2209577866046332607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2209577866046332607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/07/6-days-6-months-6-years.html' title='6 days, 6 months, 6 years.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-1401804070816352142</id><published>2008-07-03T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T23:20:29.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ringiong in my head.</title><content type='html'>Ohmygod, I feel irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now during Chem pop quiz, A SONG KEPT spinning in my head, couldn't concentrate well at all! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run The Show - Kat DeLuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn nice but it's ugh, so disturbing during a quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realise 'The object of all you desire' is so intriguing and mysterious! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And henced doodled it onto my maths notes haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to maths ass-ing! D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-1401804070816352142?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/1401804070816352142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=1401804070816352142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1401804070816352142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/1401804070816352142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/07/ringiong-in-my-head.html' title='Ringiong in my head.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-6709712882088800853</id><published>2008-06-29T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T23:38:06.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and my wonderful tie.</title><content type='html'>I think lilaoshi's spirit just possessed me, cos.. I REMEMBERED TO BRING TIE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I was telling Nicholas, I had forgotten to bring tie since two weeks before level camp, which is week7. That means I survived school (and lilaoshi's wrath) for 9weeks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you I'm amazing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I hate my "It's not homework unless it's due tomorrow" mindset. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-6709712882088800853?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/6709712882088800853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=6709712882088800853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6709712882088800853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/6709712882088800853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/06/me-and-my-wonderful-tie.html' title='Me and my wonderful tie.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-8669098604448692494</id><published>2008-06-26T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:25:07.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School's started.</title><content type='html'>School's started, and I'm rather happy 'cos I'm able to understand maths! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! I'm forced to sleep like I used to before the holidays, after 12, sometimes even 2, and such unearthly hours. Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not because of watching Euro (for the info of people who duno that I'm anti-sports) -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's because I didn't complete the holiday homework before school reopens, T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of that I've been like lethargic in school, so sorry if I didn't see / hear you calling me? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH BUT LIM SI HUI INTENTIONALLY NEVER CALL ME ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I randomly thought of a very happy short cut! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I would not have had &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;can become&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'dn't've'd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hahaha. Wonder if it's a correct English. If it is, Summary during LA compre tests would be so pwnzxxzxz-ed xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my dar called me "hi dardar" in school yesterday! LOL, so cute right! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall continue with my overly-procrastinated Maths holiday ass AND study for phy motor pop quiz thing AND prac cello AND chem prac ws. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Muttons to midnight's funny and plays an amazing mix of oldies and up-to-date songs xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-8669098604448692494?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/8669098604448692494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=8669098604448692494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/8669098604448692494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/8669098604448692494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/06/schools-started.html' title='School&apos;s started.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-2186838745855284437</id><published>2008-06-22T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T21:33:35.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The holy last day of homework-chionging.</title><content type='html'>Title reads 'the holy last day of homework-chionging'. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so far I've ACE, maths ass, phy ass, portfolio, la documentary left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm out of the zone (or OOZ as my brother puts it), so I shall blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh it's funny how on the last day people dashans you on msn just for the sake of asking 'homework progress?' :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A conversation between Hsiuchen and I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hsiuchen: homework D:&lt;br /&gt;Me: yes homework D:&lt;br /&gt;Me: is this a D: talk D:&lt;br /&gt;Hsiuchen: lol D:&lt;br /&gt;Hsiuchen: differentiation II look so alien to me now D:&lt;br /&gt;Me: so does trigo 1 to me D:&lt;br /&gt;Me: my qn1 took 2h+ and it's still incomplete D:&lt;br /&gt;Hsiuchen: oh my god D:&lt;br /&gt;Me: and i moved on to ace z D:&lt;br /&gt;Hsiuchen: die D:&lt;br /&gt;Me: i decided to prioritise and realised that i only had ace left thats due tmr D:&lt;br /&gt;Hsiuchen: why do i've everything due tomorrow D:&lt;br /&gt;Me: unless i include maths which im not sure of but alot of people say not tmr D:&lt;br /&gt;Me: what is 'everything' D:&lt;br /&gt;Hsiuchen: all subjects D:&lt;br /&gt;Me: oh my god D:&lt;br /&gt;Hsiuchen: shall continue D:&lt;br /&gt;Me: okay same here D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Wonder how's YOUR homework progress. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-2186838745855284437?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/2186838745855284437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=2186838745855284437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2186838745855284437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/2186838745855284437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/06/holy-last-day-of-homework-chionging.html' title='The holy last day of homework-chionging.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-5893341031119473106</id><published>2008-06-20T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T21:14:27.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If it's too hard to hold on to, let it go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Titles are such interesting things, so I shall get a new skin really soon. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just that, HATE is a very strong (and hurtful) word, and even more so when used together with FOREVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I truly value our friendship, so I am trying. If you didn't catch it the first one hundred and one times, here's another &lt;strong&gt;I'm Sorry&lt;/strong&gt; for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shan't elaborate means shan't elaborate, so no elaboration, lest this becomes an all-out war.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On a happy note,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SFupxkBy7HI/AAAAAAAAACk/TpbRTAfquMM/s1600-h/Maple0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213947662561373298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SFupxkBy7HI/AAAAAAAAACk/TpbRTAfquMM/s320/Maple0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hsiuchen and Guanyang and I :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SFupxmd01pI/AAAAAAAAACs/qNs2kbw2HRc/s1600-h/Maple0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213947663215810194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SFupxmd01pI/AAAAAAAAACs/qNs2kbw2HRc/s320/Maple0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dardar and I LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haha we are such cashy people that we decided to talk like one, u know, those kind of:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dar dar~ I miss u lezxzxxz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-5893341031119473106?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/5893341031119473106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=5893341031119473106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/5893341031119473106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/5893341031119473106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/06/if-its-too-hard-to-hold-on-to-let-it-go.html' title='If it&apos;s too hard to hold on to, let it go.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SFupxkBy7HI/AAAAAAAAACk/TpbRTAfquMM/s72-c/Maple0013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-5814014395540939358</id><published>2008-06-15T11:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T11:53:13.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let bygones be bygones, please.</title><content type='html'>It WAS gonna be a happy post, but ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having no one to talk to at home can be really thought-invoking, and because I'm deep like a Pacific Ocean, thoughts come naturally:&lt;br /&gt;-Why am I wasting my family time to play?&lt;br /&gt;-Why am I not doing something productive when EoYs are less than a term away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if that's not saddening enough, I'm haunted by the past. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want this to become a flaming-on-blogs war, so I shan't elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that I now understand better how people can be, how on one end we can be kind and understanding, while on the other, well, so unforgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not as if I've not tried =/ I mean I can understand how you'd feel 'cos I've tried putting myself in your shoes and all, but it can get depressing and annoying if it's taken to the extreme, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why can't the world try to put yourselves in MY shoes for a change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-5814014395540939358?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/5814014395540939358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=5814014395540939358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/5814014395540939358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/5814014395540939358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/06/let-bygones-be-bygones-please.html' title='Let bygones be bygones, please.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-8164775226105738838</id><published>2008-05-26T12:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T12:40:22.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's never too late.</title><content type='html'>Another post from Changi Airport :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving in like 30mins from now, haha official byebye to all of you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back tentatively on 16th? Not confirmed yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And meanwhile do keep checking, you know you love this blog, xoxo. xD It'll help my finances if 20+ of you come per day haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to hsiuchen/jeff/guanyang/benfoo who i dont think will be reading this, STOP FREAKING IN CABAL! tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha okay, that's about it. Byebye! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-8164775226105738838?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/8164775226105738838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=8164775226105738838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/8164775226105738838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/8164775226105738838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-never-too-late.html' title='It&apos;s never too late.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32071040.post-4810178819200524484</id><published>2008-04-28T10:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T10:42:54.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cultish behaviour spotted.</title><content type='html'>It's a hectic hectic life I'm living. But it's not gonna deter me from posting about the most terrifying night of my life (in the past few months).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so I was supposed to meet I heart music people for Banner making at Aljunied at 8pm (Bet nobody's heard of meetings at EIGHT PEE EMMM before. It's like, unearthly hours -.-). And I made my way there from Rivers meeting, from which I happily took bus to Paya Lebar before changing to MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, I was early! Commendable effort I know but it isn't that good for me -.- Having a flat batt I couldn't call anyone, so I just stood there stoning hoping for people to come quickly. Then I decided to go pee so I went off to look for a toilet. And I walked along this path:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SBU3l0-gz_I/AAAAAAAAACc/W5RFu7QfUgg/s1600-h/Description.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194118868257263602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SBU3l0-gz_I/AAAAAAAAACc/W5RFu7QfUgg/s320/Description.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Key:&lt;br /&gt;Pink X: DIM lamp post&lt;br /&gt;Green zigzags: Grass patch&lt;br /&gt;Blue curly-wurlies: Weird Cups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so.. I was walking that pavement, when I noticed that there was this bunch of weird cups sitting / squatting there quietly. At (rather) regular intervals! And some more they're not like under the lamp post, where it's at least &lt;em&gt;a bit&lt;/em&gt; brighter. It's like in between two lamp posts, or ON the grass patch where there's no lamp post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as you can see on the map, the pavement extends to the right, and there are NO lights there. So it's like very dark. And there are clusterings of people there. Anyway it just looks extremely weird and scary so I tried not to look and just continue walking. And what's worse is.. I WAS ALONE! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my phone HAD batt, I would've taken a picture and yall'd've been freaked out too -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway nicole also had a frightening night on the MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... ISIT JUST ME OR IS SINGAPORE BECOMING LESS AND LESS SAFE A PLACE TO LIVE IN!? D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32071040-4810178819200524484?l=bramthegreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/feeds/4810178819200524484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32071040&amp;postID=4810178819200524484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/4810178819200524484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32071040/posts/default/4810178819200524484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bramthegreat.blogspot.com/2008/04/cultish-behaviour-spotted.html' title='Cultish behaviour spotted.'/><author><name>`Bram the Great.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00506451953466330099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IC-LyqBiB-k/SBU3l0-gz_I/AAAAAAAAACc/W5RFu7QfUgg/s72-c/Description.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
