<?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-8774714951009089832</id><updated>2011-08-04T03:54:44.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>daNIel</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>218</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-8995922735398343810</id><published>2009-07-18T18:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T19:52:16.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The entire week has been total shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On tuesday, Jerald had to blurt out that I was sick to Sabar and she went on to treat me like a disease. (Thanks Jerald) JunJie came over to make it worse when she said she heard that I was sick and ask me to scram home 'cause she didn't want to get sick. That just made me feel like total crap again. Especially with people possibly blaming me for the amount of people falling sick in our class. I really felt like getting MC just to get away from people who look at me and think it's all my fault that people are getting sick. Later on, Elaine came to tell me and Jerald that she thinks we are floundering so now I have to write two essays over this weekend. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on wednesday, because of the Bio SPA, they used our class and the things that were on my table were lost in the process. That includes my SRP, Physics SPA, other English papers and possibly my Vectors test since I can't find it anywhere. If anyone finds these things around the class please pass them to me because I've become a worrywart now worrying about other things I might've lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday wasn't any better with the whole day basically doing tests/listening in class (the horror). Lit lesson with the Sec 3s were after school and I still feel horrible about it because I think my group did a really bad job at teaching them. Other groups were like so specific and stuff and my group was unprepared. Guilt aside, I went to watch Harry and his friends at Great World. I think I just really needed to relax because it was on impulse and I just like, smsed my sister to ask her to accompany me. Miraculously, we got two of the last four tickets O.O which weren't at the first row, by the way. It was at the fourth row from the front, which was just okay and my neck wasn't sore. Anyway, my reaction to the movie was something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m14O3SI6UPI/SmGxGxbPVrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/WCOO7y7G5gk/s1600-h/DSC00302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359759761452521138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m14O3SI6UPI/SmGxGxbPVrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/WCOO7y7G5gk/s320/DSC00302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I don't really know what emotion Bernard is trying to express either but basically I was disappointed in the movie. Or more specifically, the director. It just felt like there wasn't much direction in the movie, and somehow the acting was all really weird altogether. Especially Emma Watson. She looked like she was struggling to convey some emotion but couldn't do so. Or maybe that was the whole point but still. This movie tried to concentrate more on emotions I guess but it wasn't very well done. Lavender Brown provided most of the entertainment in her role as a Ron-obsessed girl. There wasn't really a climax so the movie left me feeling really confused. After Dumbledore died, I was still expecting there to be something more because it felt like the real climax hadn't arrived yet but the movie ended. So, all in all, I just think it's not one of the best Harry movies. But then again, since I like the Potter books too much I'll probably just watch the movie a few more times again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I felt like crap again the entire day because I kept thinking about my lost items. I really pity Bernard for having to sit beside me 'cause I was basically moping the entire week and stoning. It's really pathetic and Bernard knows it himself too so he has to resort to talking to LeeChen and even asking Guo Wei to fill LeeChen's place so that he doesn't die of boredom sitting next to me. Went to Subway after school and somehow I felt really relaxed. I'm thankful for such things to bring me back to sanity. God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-8995922735398343810?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/8995922735398343810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/8995922735398343810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/07/entire-week-has-been-total-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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/_m14O3SI6UPI/SmGxGxbPVrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/WCOO7y7G5gk/s72-c/DSC00302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-6828380518392016329</id><published>2009-07-13T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T23:02:31.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why do so many people around me have to be such Drama Queens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't deny the fact that I'm dramatic at certain times too, but seriously, I know too many overly dramatic people. The fact that I'm born into a family of Drama Queens makes it so much harder to escape Drama. There's the self-confessed selfish sister who makes such a big fuss out of everything and uses multiple swear words on a daily basis. Apparently, her PE teacher told her that some muscle in her leg was torn and she may never do sports again. She whines about not being able to do sports and right after that, goes off to swim at some random place in her continuous effort to lose weight. Doesn't make sense. Never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the Queen of all Drama Queens: my mother. Constantly cries about how unfilial me and my sister are and complains about me to her church friends. When I came back from school just now with a high fever again, she makes a big commotion and asks my sister to &lt;u&gt;run&lt;/u&gt; (which my sister then retorts with a reminder of her possibly-useless-forever legs) to the clinic to register my name first. Then, she forces me to rush to the clinic (which is a different clinic from the one I visited JUST ONE DAY AGO). At the clinic, I say that it's too early to determine whether the first doctor I went to is good or not, and she starts ranting about my fickle-mindedness and saying that if I don't want to see the doctor, she can just tell the person at the counter and we can leave. Mind you, it was her idea in the first place. I told her that and she blamed my sister for registering. Nice. When it was my turn to see the doctor, she went in with me and made unnecessary comments (like reacting with a gasp and an "Ahh" in a told-you-so kind of tone when the doctor showed her that my temperature was 38.8). She also told the doctor that she boils Barley but I never drink it, which prompts the doctor to ask me to co-operate with "Mommy". This reminds me of BLim who called my mother "Mommy" too. Then she proceeds to fish out the medicine from the other doctor and the two of them complain about how incompetent the other doctor is, because he apparently gave me some old medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the moment we went out, she totally forgot what the doctor said. She only remembered the part where I must co-operate with "Mommy" and even tried to use it against me. Sometimes I wonder if it's a good or bad thing that both my sister and I inherited such dramatics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the doctor said he was surprised I could survive with such a swollen throat. His exact words were: "Don't you feel pain?", which can be interpreted in two ways. Either he's calling me a human being with no feeling or it's a sincere question. I wanted to scream in his face that YES IT HURTS LIKE HELL WHY DO YOU THINK I'M SITTING IN FRONT OF YOU RIGHT NOW but decided to save my throat from anymore strain and replied curtly with a "Yes". Also, he commented on my medical history and said that I suffer from a lot of throat inflammations and infections. Weird. Maybe I sing too much. Another weird thing is that the lady at the counter couldn't find my name in the computer, so my mother asked her to try different combinations of my name. Like, "Daniel Chee", "Daniel Tao" and other variations derived from my full name. Even my NRIC number didn't register with anything in the computer. In the end, she found it randomly when she saw a "Chee".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another random part of my head, I was thinking about analogies of life and death. I think the one I can relate to the most is a bicycle ride over a hill. The journey's tough, but eventually I'll reach the peak and the rest, as they say, is history. Which in this case, refers to the exhilaration of gliding down a slope on a bicycle. Seeing as how I don't know how to cycle, I'll just crash and then die. Even if I'm able to hit the brakes, inertia will probably just fling me a hundred feet into the air. That really isn't such a bad thing because at least I know that just before I died, I enjoyed life. Okay, exaggeration. But still, I really shouldn't waste life being so concerned with petty little things and people who don't appreciate me. See, there's always a lesson to be learnt from every weird thing I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was pretty messed up today because I spent half the time coughing/blowing my nose/drinking water, and the other half was spent on worrying about homework and Maths. Thankfully, I'll be able to pass the CT. Or at least I hope I will be. During Literature, I was praying fervently that my temperature wasn't going to shoot past 37.6 because I couldn't afford to be sent back home. It didn't have enough time to climb to that temperature and stopped just 0.2 degrees under that. Whew. And to think the doctor took a few seconds just to measure a temperature of 38.8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's not the point. The point is, (I'm back to Drama Queens), that when you've been faced with so much superficiality your entire life, just a little hint of it can drive you crazy. I think that's what's been happening with me lately. I'm getting irritated real easily at certain things (okay maybe this is just my problem), and I'm beginning to see things for what they are. To quote Rihanna,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you put on quite a show,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Really had me going.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now it's time to go,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Curtain's finally closing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That was quite a show,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very entertaining.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it's over now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except in this case, I never believed a single bit of your shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-6828380518392016329?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/6828380518392016329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/6828380518392016329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-do-so-many-people-around-me-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-5767826091865993498</id><published>2009-06-28T13:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T03:07:06.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This stinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still wondering whether I should be doing my homework or not. That's my problem. I always think about whether to do it, how to do it, when to do it, but never actually do it. This is so potentially Nike -.- Just do it. Procrastination is an evil thing. It's like a demon that comes slowly and consumes you until you never get anything done. That's why, the whole of my saturday was spent on the computer and sleeping. Just great. Well, at least I had some fun on the computer. Listening to music is all I need. And youtube, of course. My sister was trying to do the Hoedown Throwdown and she got it all wrong. HAHA. If you don't already know, the Hoedown Throwdown is one of Miley Cyrus' songs from her movie. Speaking of which, it's quite a typical predictable movie. I only wanted to watch the part where she sings 'The Climb', but that can be found on Youtube. And her love interest in the movie is a teenager but why is his voice so deep -.- I want a deeper voice. And then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I want some Beatles music.&lt;br /&gt;Sister: *in high pitch* How deep is your love...&lt;br /&gt;Me: *shoots her a look* That's the Bee Gees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all I did was one English comprehension and Reader's Digest. I don't understand why I did the useless ones. And all this is due on the second freaking English lesson on Term 3. I should be doing stuff like Literature, Chinese or Maths. Or Humanities. Which are all still left untouched. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change the way you look at things and the things you look at will change. I think this quote came from some inspirational writer that went on Ellen. To be honest, I think it's corny. I'm not saying that it isn't right in its own ways, since perception is such a powerful thing. The one thing I've learnt is, the only thing that matters is what you think and what the people you care about think. I don't even want to talk about societal perceptions since that's such a recurring topic in Lit. Then again, I would need some serious Lit recap. This reminds me of my missing TKMB. And TKMB reminds me of 2kmockingbird. Because k = kilo. It's okay if you don't get it; it came from a lame source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went around to people's blogs and tried to go through their archives and see how we were like way back in Sec 1. I was ... Naive, to say the least. But then again, I remember I really enjoyed myself and the way I was living my life. I'm more aware of the world now, but to think back on how I was focused only on my little bubble that contained my friends and I, I have to say that I really want to go back to those days. Sometimes not knowing everything makes things much clearer. Then again, I'm reminded of people I left behind, friends I gave up on, and I really don't want to be that person I was. My thoughts constantly change, and God knows I get irritated really easily, so it's no surprise I've made horrible choices in the past. Right now, I think all I can do is to cherish the people I care about and be thankful they're not put off by me. I hate that I'm so insecure that I have to surround myself with so many people, people who couldn't be bothered about what I think. Actually. I don't know why I'm thinking about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if I suddenly become such a reflective and thankful person and stop being sarcastic. I think I'd shudder at the thought of not being able to express myself through sarcasm. I think I'm just mean. Oh well. My sister is blasting Michael Jackson and it's giving me a headache so I think it's time to notice that pile of homework lying on the floor. Yes, it's on the floor. I threw all the contents of my bag on the floor cause I was too frustrated with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-5767826091865993498?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/5767826091865993498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/5767826091865993498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-stinks.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-7196930990995712623</id><published>2009-06-26T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T15:53:00.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Random update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Farrah Fawcett, now Michael Jackson? Is this some death period for famous icons? There are people out there struggling with horrible things like cancer and here I am struggling with homework and thinking I'm going to get screwed by exams. It's time I lived my life the right way. Speaking of homework, I somehow get reminded of hypocrites who tell people that exams are not the most important thing, and all this while they're secretly mugging away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-7196930990995712623?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/7196930990995712623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/7196930990995712623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-update.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-221344759053835450</id><published>2009-06-26T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:31:18.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think. I'm at a point in my life where it's do or die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting in front of the computer and eating tiramisu (which I feel has some alcohol but my sister a.k.a the alcoholic doesn't think there's any) that they brought back from the restaurant they went to on Father's Day. I don't know why, but I kept thinking it was a Japanese restaurant so I refused to go and I felt kind of lazy and sleepy. Turns out, it was an Italian restaurant and I missed out on it. God, I feel stupid. My mum was telling me, while I was scraping at the complimentary tiramisu cake (they became members (?!?!)) that they brought back, that she ordered some beef thing and it was quite a small piece on a really big plate. I gave her my -.- look and told her that's what you get for going to some Italian restaurant. Apparently my sister had pasta so it was a better deal since it was quite filling. They spent more than a hundred bucks @.@ I've never seen them spend so much except for like, important stuff. Dang I should've went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three consecutive days of Physics remedial. Wow. I have to say, it's quite creepy now that I know he knows what's going on in blogs 'cause he knows that people post what he says on their blogs. That's three "know"s in a sentence. This reminds me of the movie 'Knowing'. Okay, deviating from the main point here. Anyway, I feel like I have to censor things now. It's really weird. But, knowing myself, I'll just say it all out anyway. I was bored to tears. Today I could've cried. Literally. This is how I spent the three hours: half of the time talking to someone beside me (though today I stoned at my bag 'cause there wasn't anyone interesting near me), a quarter of the time doing the worksheet he gives out, an eighth of the time daydreaming and the last eighth of the time trying to absorb whatever he's trying to teach. Honestly, I don't need remedial for last year's topics. I need this year's ones. Guess that speaks volumes about their teaching abilities. I'm not saying he's not smart, he's just not a good teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise I really miss blogging. Huh. I guess writing really is my passion after all. That's why the drama route in JC is so tempting. I'll be able to write about the types of plays and give CRITIQUE. God knows I've got alot to say about stuff. I'm just only able to write it down, not say it out. Then the performing in public part just brings out memories of stage fright. I swear my stage fright's horrible. During NanHua Speaks, I pretend I'm blind and everyone else isn't really alive and I'm speaking to myself. Also, there aren't concrete scripts, just a basic one for the storyline. So that just makes me feel more comfortable. But in drama, you do have to memorise a script. And I'm like a human Dory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel. Insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think I'll go back to eating my tiramisu. And spending my time watching random videos online. Such a great way to de-stress. Though I'm probably the person with the least amount of stress, even though I'm left with the most amount of homework. Ironic, huh? I just had a random thought. I think I'm not good with commitment. That's why I don't have lasting friendships. God I need to change this. Oh interesting: my sister's freaking out about the fact that she has a flu. She came back from church camp in Malaysia and she went out like, everyday for the past four days since she came back. And she's getting horribly paranoid about H1N1. It's funny. I just had another random thought. I think for girls, older brothers are better than younger ones because the younger ones are just like pests. Most girls I know don't like their younger brothers that much. Actually, just referring specifically to SiewKiang. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird when I start writing and everything just flows out. Well, then. I better stop before some horrible thought comes out and I write it down here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I can't believe I proofread my posts to check for grammar, spelling and whatnot mistakes. I'm such a dork -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-221344759053835450?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/221344759053835450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/221344759053835450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-5140759883162876295</id><published>2009-06-24T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T08:04:38.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amnesia</title><content type='html'>So, I was really bored and I ripped this off of facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Put iTunes/Napster/Zune Player/WinAmp/etc on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One Step At A Time" - Jordin Sparks&lt;br /&gt;Hey! I have a smart Windows Media Player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"Sexy Can I" - Yung Berg&lt;br /&gt;O.O Okay I honestly don't know what this song is doing in my WMP. Wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't Forget To Remember Me" - Carrie Underwood&lt;br /&gt;Freaking smart. It produces like, smart stuff. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"With You" - Chris Brown&lt;br /&gt;Huh I guess it's to be with you? GOD. This is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keep Holding On" - Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;More proof of the genius of my music player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love Story" - Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;We're all in a freaking love story?! -.- Well, this is what you get from JieJun's rumour box I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Harder to Breathe" - Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Climb" - Miley Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;I guess I really want to climb something?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wherever You Will Go" - 3 Doors Down&lt;br /&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Superman" - Five For Fighting&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wind Beneath My Wings" - Bette Midler&lt;br /&gt;What!?! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"Misery Business" - Paramore&lt;br /&gt;Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"T-shirt" - Shontelle&lt;br /&gt;I knew something stupid was bound to appear -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Smile" - Lily Allen&lt;br /&gt;Awwwww. True.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Low" - Flo Rida&lt;br /&gt;Riiiiiight. I'm taller than my mum okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"Womanizer" - Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;My wife will totally get the wrong idea HAHAHAHA. If I even want to get married. Oh then I should dance with all the ladies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Superstar" - Lupe Fiasco&lt;br /&gt;Again, TOTALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just Dance" - Lady Gaga&lt;br /&gt;So. Not. -.- Someone should write a song called 'Just Sing'. That'll be my hobby then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fly On The Wall" - Miley Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;All of you are insects -.- Eh don't come near me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I never See Your Face Again" - Maroon 5.&lt;br /&gt;Well. The title says everything, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"Built To Last" - Melee&lt;br /&gt;No. God. Lol. I won't die?! Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I Ain't Got You" - Alicia Keys&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm not doing anything O.O Awww too bad I don't have anyone HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Man In The Mirror" - Michael Jackson&lt;br /&gt;I laugh at myself?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"Pocketful Of Sunshine" - Natasha Beddingfield&lt;br /&gt;True. Sunlight does hurt my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Make It Mine" - Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;O.O WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"Valerie" - Amy Winehouse&lt;br /&gt;Sorry JieJun. WAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Realise" - Colbie Cailat&lt;br /&gt;Erm. They just haven't realised it yet? HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"The Man Who Can't Be Moved" - The Script&lt;br /&gt;Right. I'm going to move him aside -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"Unwell" - Matchbox Twenty&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I guess I'm going to be sick today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Amnesia" - Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. That's done. And I'm running late for Physics cause it's in an hour -.- Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-5140759883162876295?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/5140759883162876295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/5140759883162876295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/06/amnesia.html' title='Amnesia'/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-6570331722091355974</id><published>2009-06-16T08:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T10:14:27.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been up to anything the past week or so so I don't really have much to talk about. Damn I've not stepped out of my house at all for the past 4 days (?!) Okay I need to get a life? All I've been doing is going online, chatting, facebook-ing, watching videos. I noticed YeeLing's score for Geo Challenge was like, getting higher by the minute and I feel threatened so I basically played Geo Challenge for an hour straight. Non-stop. And I'm a good 9000 points away from her :D Also, my brain is filled with so much Geography that it would probably blow up from excessive Geo Challenge-ing and flags of countries would spill out instead of brain matter. Coooooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. I sound like a kid. Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the only thing I really can update on is the outing on Wednesday? The eight of us: Me, The Chin, Jereald (HA!) (This is JJ, by the way), Eunice, WeiJia, SinYi, JiaYu and XiuHuan went for the Sakura buffet at West Coast. Bottom line is, it isn't really good for eating. Though I practically binged on cakes most of the time and kinda enjoyed eating a whole bunch of chocolate, they don't offer much of a variety of food and it's kinda Malay? Maybe it's cause it was next to a mosque so it seems more practical to have Malay food. I don't understand, though, why they don't have normal buffet food. Weird. By the time it was over, I was really full and could barely drag myself anywhere, let alone the bowling alley -.- We kinda slacked around the park for awhile 'cause Eunice needed to tie her hair and I guess everyone was more or less shagged. Each time we saw a squirrel, we would go, "OOOOHHHHH..... AHHHHHHH.......YAYYYYYY" Okay, it was like, only me, SinYi and JieJun doing that. Obviously we weren't really excited -.- Someone suggested feeding peanuts. Hahahahaha. Acorns, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to meet WeiQi for bowling (well obviously like, only me, Chye and J were going to bowl), and in the end she was late and didn't bring socks. So only the guys played, and it was like two games each and then we were headed for YeeLing's house *cue the double-take: Huh?!* It was really funny I guess 'cause Yeeling's a reknowned comedian (as we all know) so maybe it wasn't much of a surprise that her whole family's hilarious. I think that'd be really cool. Waking up everyday to watch a comedy. YeeLing's mum spoke to me in Mandarin and I didn't understand @.@ God that was embarrassing. YeeLing has a life-sized Tweety Bird in her house (cool right?!). I would want one, but only if it were like, baby Bugs Bunny. Or, it could be Storm/Jean Grey. Okay now I just sound sick -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was this weekend like Church camp week or something. I know so many people who had their church camp over the weekend. In fact, my sister isn't back yet. Huh. Religion is. Necessary? No. Comforting? No. Weird? To me, I guess. I just can't bring myself to commit to a religion, I don't know why. Actually, I can't really say that, since the only religion I'm allowed to believe in is Christianity. If I were a Buddhist, my mum would kick me out for sure. So I guess this makes me an Atheist? Speaking of which, JieJun and I were at Redhill MRT Station and this was a long time ago but who cares. This Christian guy came up to us and I knew for sure it was like, his evangelism day or something. He asked if we were Christians and I said "Yes" (Oops I lied) and JieJun said "No" -.- So the guy got really carried away with talking about Jesus and he's Jehovah (which I was telling JieJun, the guy doesn't know how to spell Jehovah) and it made JieJun feel really insulted because along the way, the guy started to speak lowly of other religions. Even my sister says that the guy shouldn't have talked about other religions being unreal. So I'm thankful for the Christians in my life who do not force me to be a Christian. Those who do, however (my mother), well I can't do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh. I said I didn't know what to blog about and now I can't stop blabbering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to start doing my homework or else nothing will get done and I'll probably regret it and blame myself if I don't do well for O's. Then again, I really would love to see what happens if I do badly. I keep staring at my pile of homework and all I think about is, "I'm hungry and I need some chocolates". Then I'll go to the fridge and put chocolate sauce on everything I eat. Okay kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellen DeGeneres rocks. She was giving this commencement speech at some university and she broke up the word "commencement" into the words "common cement", then she linked it to sidewalks. Isn't she funny? She ended the speech by saying: "Just remember this: You're gonna be okay." Then she pauses and continues, "Da da du dum .... Just Dance." And she goes down to the audience and starts dancing. Classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's it then. So much for an update. Literally, &lt;u&gt;so much&lt;/u&gt; for an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it isn't funny -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-6570331722091355974?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/6570331722091355974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/6570331722091355974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-then.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-174393555757571662</id><published>2009-05-24T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T19:36:16.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been so dormant I think Jerald has more posts than I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid Years are over and I'm loving every minute of it :D Results were okay I guess. I'm kind of happy with it but apparently it isn't enough for Mr Chan. This is bad for PTC. Really happy that I didn't fail any subject (WOOHOO!) yet at the same time, this is the first time I don't have an A1. I guess there's a first for everything, huh. WJP needs to get off my back or I'm going to ask her to piss off soon. I'm going to do her homework okay I just don't know when. Probably during June holidays. And even though I'm crapping with JieJun at the back, she doesn't have to assume that I'm not paying attention to her okay. There might be a chance that I'm asking JieJun about Chinese stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so out of blogging that I don't know what to type. God. Plus I don't go out much nowadays so there's nothing to blog about. Was about to go out yesterday but they had fun anyway. I feel so ashamed about the fact that I watch Boys Over Flowers but whatever I'm entertained HAHA. Watched the entire thing already and I prefer it to the Taiwanese version *shudders at the thought of ken zhu*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday, somehow people stayed back when I thought they would be rushing home to mug like mad women. Oh well, A Series Of Unfortunate Events is on and I really loved the show the last time I watched it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-174393555757571662?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/174393555757571662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/174393555757571662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-been-so-dormant-i-think-jerald-has.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-2428423313635765876</id><published>2009-04-26T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T03:25:23.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It seems like ages ago that I was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've just got lots of things on my mind. Basically, I have to admit that I'm freaking out over mid-years/prelims/o levels. It's like, I know I'm not going to be able to do well for it but I want to do well but I can't remember anything but I really want to try but I don't have any motivation to do so. It's tiring to think about so much in a day. I think I really need to have some kind of schedule and stop believing in spontaneity or 'whatever will be will be' (which just rings Que Sara Sara in my head). The problem with people like me is that I get so confused about what to do that nothing gets accomplished. It's sad. Bottom line is, I need to have structure in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also thought about how I'm presenting myself to people. It's like this self-conscious thing that is so overwhelming. I don't think I can reach a stage where I'm going, "Who cares what everyone else thinks" right now. I can be so conscious about what people think of me that it's annoying. Well, most of the time I'm not noticed anyway so I guess that's okay in some point. Also, I keep thinking about the kind of friends I have. I constantly think about what I'm saying to them and how I say it, and who I'm not saying anything to. I don't know, maybe secondary school just isn't the place for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think it was during CEP lesson or something and I don't know how the topic came about but I was telling Bernard that slitting your wrist doesn't do anything at all. His face was just like "Huh" when I said I've done it before. That was stupid. I adore Susan Boyle, I was practically narrating the entire video to Bernard because I've seen it many times already. Though her voice isn't stunning, I guess her popularity stems from the fact that she doesn't &lt;em&gt;look&lt;/em&gt; the part at all. Or maybe the British media are just exaggerating on this. It's quite ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single week I have to think about the increasing amount of Chinese homework that I still have left to do. It's annoying, yet I still have to do it no matter what if I even want to have any chance of getting an A. It was funny when she threatened that she would minus 5-20 marks away from our overall marks if we didn't hand in the homework. I mean, without any deductions, I'm already failing. So the thought of having to deduct 5-20 from my current score is hilarious. More so in Bernard's case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know what's right and what's real anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't know how I'm meant to feel anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when do you think it will all become clear?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I'm being taken over by the fear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily Allen looks like an innocent girl but swears so much. Female British singers are all unique in some way. Look at Amy Winehouse. I like her songs and I don't care if she wants to run around half naked (though I honestly don't want to see any of that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, friday was Speech Day and I'm just honestly thankful for the Borders Gift Card because I was praying so hard that it wouldn't be for Popular. I even went to Borders like two weeks ago and wrote down books that I wanted to buy so it's like fate that it turned out this way. The twins' envelopes must be really heavy if they get a gift card for each award. Either way, they should donate some to me because they look like they already have enough books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-2428423313635765876?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/2428423313635765876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/2428423313635765876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-seems-like-ages-ago-that-i-was-here.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-393790998926655946</id><published>2009-04-12T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:57:43.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay so it's been a really long time already, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates: My leg is healing (yay!), though Ms See did say that sometimes the swollen part never goes *EGAD!*, Mid-years are coming and I still owe WJP tons of homework -.- That is simply retarded. Speaking of retarded, I just realised that people say lots of stupid things. For instance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: You should use those environmentally-friendly lightbulbs that save energy.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: *horrified face* ENVIRONMENT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very in a philosophical mood now so I just remembered certain quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The true measure of a man is how he treats someone who can do him absolutely no good. - Samuel Johnson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgment that something else is more important than fear. - Princess Diaries (the movie)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't completely agree with the second one but I guess there're different definitions. It's all subjective. I honestly don't know what to blog about since the past four days I didn't do anything. Except to go out to Bugis and Orchard with my sister. I caught Hadley and Eunice in Bugis dating! :O And they were holding hands! Nah, but Hadley really was in Bugis and left after I reached there -.- With who, I don't know. Don't get jealous, Eunice. I really don't like Bugis. I don't like anywhere that's crowded with teenagers. I just don't like crowded places. I was complaining to my sister about Bugis and Cineleisure and places like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting so irritated everyday. Ugh. Only JieJun knows why but I think I can write it here. My cousin's irritating me. It's like, you can't imagine how high my blood pressure has gone already. Phuck. I think JieJun's really irritated by me complaining to him. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang I have to go get my homework done already. Tomorrow's school and I'm not looking forward to it one bit. Sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-393790998926655946?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/393790998926655946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/393790998926655946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/04/okay-so-its-been-really-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-8508145640184739315</id><published>2009-03-29T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:44:08.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't updated in a week, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, updates for this week are that I haven't finished my holiday homework yet. I'm trying to do the Calculus worksheet now (I know it's really late but whatever). I still have the whole bunch of Chinese homework which I really don't want to touch, especially since she keeps disturbing me during her lesson and accusing me of talking to Bernard and not listening to her. Which is what I actually do, but still, it's freaking annoying. Someone please go tape her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went bowling with ChinChye on wednesday and my score is just still really stuck at that 120+ average. He won me in like three of the four games that we played -.- But his average isn't that much higher anyway, so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday, after I jumped over the hurdle during PE, I kind of landed really badly cause my feet are practically useless so basically, my right foot landed on the toes and bent forward. So my sole was facing upwards. The first word that came into my mind was SHIT cause I could basically feel my ankle swelling real badly (it's a funny sight) and I hopped my way to the seat. Hah. Oh sorry Hadley cause he was right behind me and he almost tripped over me, I think. Well, at least he didn't step on my foot or something. Ms See spotted me and walked over to me then she told me that I definitely sprained my ankle cause it was swelling. Then she went to take some liquid thing and some gauze and cleaned the wound on my knees. I didn't really care about the bleeding knee cause that's not the first time but the stupid ankle was really hurting really bad. Thanks Ms See.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and thanks Hadley and JieJun for staying with me to wait for my mum even though there was an ulterior motive cause you two didn't really want to go for geog? Lol but I know you're nice okay okay. I guess I'm supposed to say thanks to Jerald for wanting to stay with me just cause you wanted to skip lit? O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now I stand like a flamingo and move like a rabbit. A one-legged rabbit. Just great. Bernard thinks I'm looking like Tigger. Lol. It really sucks and now it's turning blue-black? Something like that. I keep taking the pain reliever pills cause my ankle hurts really bad. I think I might get addicted O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-8508145640184739315?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/8508145640184739315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/8508145640184739315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-havent-updated-in-week-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-7986372277146679585</id><published>2009-03-21T19:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T19:45:09.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry YOU can't be perfect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my sister's birthday. Woohoo Happy Birthday. She's seventeen and I'm bloody fifteen -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't really feel like blogging but I still felt like blogging. I've tons of homework left undone and the only thing I touched was Reader's Digest because I had fun doing it. Yes, I thought it was fun doing Reader's Digest and I don't care what y'all think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was deleting old messages from my phone and I saw some of Elaine's messages and she writes "Strive On!" even in smses. Without the smiley, of course. Creepy. And she writes in perfect English (unlike Joy) and I can practically imagine the way she speaks in my head. Plus, I talked to a junior and he told me about a conversation he had with Joel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- a wank a day, keeps the woody at bay says: OH.&lt;br /&gt;- a wank a day, keeps the woody at bay says: SPEAKING OF JOEL CHAN&lt;br /&gt;- a wank a day, keeps the woody at bay says: i was like&lt;br /&gt;- a wank a day, keeps the woody at bay says: hey mr chan, you know theres this daniel guy in your class right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;[ DAN!EL ] says: EH WAHLAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- a wank a day, keeps the woody at bay says: and he was like, yeah, why? i think hes a very good kid&lt;br /&gt;- a wank a day, keeps the woody at bay says: OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;[ DAN!EL ] says: LOLLLLLLLLLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;- a wank a day, keeps the woody at bay says: YOU SEE!!&lt;br /&gt;- a wank a day, keeps the woody at bay says: HES SO NICE TO YOU HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a laughing fit after he told me this. Oh don't mind my junior's stupid display message. Tsk. Kids nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to start on my homework already. Dang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-7986372277146679585?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/7986372277146679585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/7986372277146679585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-sorry-you-cant-be-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-4995057815664710854</id><published>2009-03-19T12:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T15:17:29.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Tan Siew Kiang feels that I'm not updating regularly then I'm here. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I didn't do anything at all. Except my mum kept forcing me to clean my room because my cousin was coming to stay with me -.- We took the MRT and I just couldn't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My mum kept pestering me to go and sit beside her just because she doesn't want anyone to sit beside her but I continued standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There were these three teenagers/skaters with their skateboards and they sat in front of me on the floor -.- The guy was practically beside my feet. I felt enclosed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. One of the skaters (a girl, probably a poser) had these two friends sitting on the seats oppsite, and they kept gossiping about that skater girl with smiles on their faces. Wow. And I could hear them very clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. At one stop, this Indian man went to sit beside my mum and she immediately turned away and she looked so grossed out. Plus she had a scarf (yes, a scarf) and she literally tried to cover her nose with it in a subtle way. Racist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the rest of the things I couldn't stand are probably things that I myself can't stand. Lol. Oh plus the sky looked really cool like those werewolf movies where the entire sky is black except for the full moon and a few clouds around the moon. I tried to take a picture but I was in a cab and it kept turning. Oh I laughed at my mum cause the last train to Changi had already left and we had to take a cab, which was what she wanted to avoid in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that WJP called my mum :D So she actually spoke in Mandarin, then my mum asked her to speak in English WAHAHAHAHA. According to my mum, WJP tried to tell her that I failed my Chinese. Lol. Urgh but my mum has short term memory too (I GOT IT FROM HER) so she forgot what else she said. She just remembers that WJP struggled to speak in English. LMAO. Oh and she called me "Dao Yi". Maybe she didn't know how to read "Daniel".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The budget terminal is not pretty. And it's quite bad how the budget terminal is totally separate from the main airport. It's as if they don't want it to spoil the good look of Changi Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m14O3SI6UPI/ScHElZgNlGI/AAAAAAAAABk/5AV2sZY7TAc/s1600-h/DSC00222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314745182054093922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m14O3SI6UPI/ScHElZgNlGI/AAAAAAAAABk/5AV2sZY7TAc/s320/DSC00222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the whole Arrival Hall of the Budget Terminal. Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m14O3SI6UPI/ScHElnthDpI/AAAAAAAAABs/QcPnZv7mbdM/s1600-h/DSC00224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314745185867992722" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m14O3SI6UPI/ScHElnthDpI/AAAAAAAAABs/QcPnZv7mbdM/s320/DSC00224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the inside, which is really small too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they arrived, we went to Terminal 2 (I think) and ate Burger King (which I hate) because that was the only thing that was open. Dang. Thank god for Gloria Jean's though because Coffee Bean was weirdly deserted even though the counter was open and I needed something sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my Reader's Digest :O I can't believe it. And that's the only thing I touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up quite late and immediately called JieJun cause there was still no concrete plan about going to Vivo. Apparently, the girls said that they don't feel like going already so I told JieJun that the two of us will just go there and do homework, and also ask ChinChye if he wants to join us. Then, a few minutes later, JieJun said that the girls want to go again -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I brought my pile of homework there and reached Vivo at about 1.50 to eat lunch with JieJun. It was quite stupid because I didn't know that the MRT extends to Harbourfront Centre and I made JieJun walk out to the bus interchange and cross the overhead bridge to reach Harbourfront Centre. Well, he can't blame me either since his sense of direction is lousier than mine. And I don't frequent harbourfront that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw KFC and JieJun suggested that we eat there but I said I want to do homework too and Mac seems like a better place to do. Then we went downstairs and Mac was full -.- So we went back to KFC. Lol. JieJun bought the Snackers which were pathetically small and I was scolding him for wasting his money. Seriously, it's smaller than my pencil box -.- That's stupid. We ended up talking a lot because I kept asking him about the English workshop which sounded really fun. What the hell I wanted to go! He showed me the notes that she gave them and shits now so many people will be writing the same way that I write so I have to go research on new ways to write. Dang. In the end, all the homework I did was to write my name and "English TYS" on a piece of foolscap paper -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls (WeiQi, Eunice and SinYi) finally came and we went to Vivo to buy the tickets first but then we saw this National Geographic thing and we went to check it out. I thought it was something really interesting but it was more like a shop for them to sell stuff. There was this freezing chamber that you could try for a dollar. Apparently, the temperature inside read -11 degrees. Eunice really wanted to try it so that Hadley could come and keep her warm. So did JieJun but obviously WeiJia is smaller than him so she can't really protect him much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we saw this "art piece" called the Driftwood Ball and the price tag beside it wrote "Display Case $60,000". We thought the ball cost sixty thousand but SinYi thought the display case itself cost sixty thousand. Lol. Impossible, right? Anyway, there was this Driftwood horse, which was more than ten times the size of the ball, displayed at the entrance of the store and JieJun suggested that we play The Price Is Right and guess how much the horse was. WeiQi: $100,000 Eunice: $400,000 Me: $500,000 SinYi: $800,000 JieJun: $1,000,000 The actual price is: $9,000. We all got the shock of our lives and WeiQi won -.- Though it does make sense that they wouldn't put something so valuable there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to the Cinema and were staring at the board while Eunice was queueing. Poor thing. We saw Kah Ghim lol and JieJun's face practically lit up. Too bad it wasn't JunJie. Thankfully, ChinChye came and went to queue with her while the rest of us continued staring at the board. The stupid woman at the counter wouldn't let us watch Slumdog Millionaire because our birthdays haven't passed yet. WTF? I don't know how Shalyn managed to get in. Plus she watched it at Vivo too. Lucky her. We had to queue all over again because we had to discuss what movie to watch. In the end it was down to Chun Li or Dragonball T.T I voted for Dragonball because at least there's more fantasy. I'm not really into people just punching and kicking each other like Chun Li does. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was okay I guess. The storyline was plain weird and Piccolo has a stupid mask. Goku was a really stupid person. When his grandfather died, he had a headache and reached for his temples. Instead of crying or something. Then, when his master died, he reached for his master's leg and buried his face in it -.- Instead of reaching for the face. Plus the actor didn't really act. I think he was just being himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we ended up at the open area at the top. Dang I'm really tired so I'll cut the whole thing short. We tried to take a group photo but we couldn't take it properly. Also, when we asked some man to help us take one, it was very blur -.- Then we gave up and went to buy LJS to eat at the open area and played truth or dare after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m14O3SI6UPI/ScHElzObDdI/AAAAAAAAAB0/p7Hhry0IkQM/s1600-h/DSC00227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314745188958801362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m14O3SI6UPI/ScHElzObDdI/AAAAAAAAAB0/p7Hhry0IkQM/s320/DSC00227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WeiQi trying to find treasure in JieJun's bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-4995057815664710854?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4995057815664710854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4995057815664710854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/03/fine.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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/_m14O3SI6UPI/ScHElZgNlGI/AAAAAAAAABk/5AV2sZY7TAc/s72-c/DSC00222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-2652092612803235308</id><published>2009-03-15T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T11:21:56.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dum Dee Dum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's in Manila now and I want to go watch a movie! Or rather, movies! Sadly, there's nobody to accompany me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the second friday the thirteenth this year already O.O Clearly, it didn't get its name for nothing. Thankfully I wasn't late today. I've been clean (from latecoming, not drugs/alcohol/whatnot) for two weeks! Whoooo! But I still got reprimanded by Edmund Ng on Thursday when he saw me walking in at 7.25 (7.30 according to the stupid school clock, but I wasn't late). Dang, he knows my name because he called out my name from the foyer while I was at the walkway. Maybe when he called "Daniel" I should have looked at him and sang "That's not my name" and then run to my class -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese in the morning is NEVER a good idea. WJP was talking some shit about argumentatives which I will never attempt in an examination because that's suicide for someone with a chinese standard like mine. Then she decided to give some lecture (again!) on something but I wasn't really paying attention and then she just walked out after saying her last sentence, as if she wanted to make some sort of impact/statement. The result was that the class started talking and I just laughed because whatever she said obviously doesn't work. Lol. Also, Joel, who didn't dare to interrupt her lesson, sacrificed fifteen minutes of his own just because of WJP. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back progress reports WHOO I'm happy I'm just thankful that I didn't fall below 60%. And I realise I shouldn't be complaining because I'll just sound like whiny babies who get above 70% and say "No no I didn't do very well" and then people will feel like beating me up. So hurrah I'm satisfied. I honestly don't know what we did during Maths except I think it was quite relaxed. Then English was just a case of bad pronunciation because it was spelling again and we all know Elaine can't pronounce anything properly to save her life. Bless her poor soul/mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Chemistry lessons nowadays because it's completely stress free and you can do pretty much anything you want to do. Okay that's not very good because I don't learn much but then a little relaxation is good. I went to the toilet and while I was walking back to the classroom I saw Wee Wee behind me and I picked up my pace because I didn't want to talk to him. Lol. But then he was suddenly beside me and he said, "So I expect you'll do better next term?" then I said "Huh?". He said "Common test?" and I said "Huh?" and walked away. Whoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I just couldn't stop complaining about was the stupid Chinese compostition thing. It's so unfair that they can just decide to cancel our lessons and force us to go for it. This is one time where I'm rooting for Literature lesson man. In the end, I wasted an hour listening to some crap that I wasn't even interested in! I was just playing hangman with JieJun and Hadley the whole time Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school was Library where we played Cluedo. Lol. I wonder what other game there is for us to play there. Okay after that I totally forgot anything else that happened except after Library I went down to the canteen and played some lame games -.- Then went home really late. I realise people don't like to talk to me because I'm apparently too serious/my face is too sian/my face is too black/I'm boring. Wow. How the hell am I supposed to change like that. I'm all for change now (WHOO go Barack! Even though I don't know what the hell he has done to save the world yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should I give up or should I just keep chasing pavements &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if it leads nowhere?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-2652092612803235308?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/2652092612803235308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/2652092612803235308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/03/dum-dee-dum.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-6845868173210348612</id><published>2009-03-12T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T01:46:24.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY EUNICE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been great knowing you and being your friend :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I haven't updated for the whole week already and I actually intended to do but then I saw something that really changed my mood. I honestly can't expect much anymore. Wow. I think it's amazing to see how childish some people can go, especially when you think you know the person. If you're upset with me, tell me. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*I just had this random memory of a Korean song that goes "tell me tell me t-t-t-tell me" lol*&lt;/span&gt; It's not like I want to air dirty laundry, but I always think it's better to speak the truth. Even though I didn't do so much in the past but now I'm trying. But clearly, we're not on the same page on this. Anyway, I'll just grin and bear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I always say forgive and forget, forgive and forget.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo Mockingbird. Lol I can't believe I'm quoting TKMB! Daniel what's gone into your head! For some reason I'm being sentimental and reading through past conversations in MSN and realising what retarded things I can say. Lol. I saw my conversation with SiewKiang so now I'm youtubing Vitas again and his music videos are damn creepy. Weirdo. But a weirdo with a really high-pitched voice, nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm no longer caught in the middle. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where are you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-6845868173210348612?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/6845868173210348612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/6845868173210348612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-eunice-yesterday-its.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-457211991258106394</id><published>2009-03-08T18:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T18:32:26.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHINCHYE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  (two days ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've joined the evil forces of people aged sixteen and above. Who try to gloat about the fact that they can watch NC16 movies (actually, this is aimed at Hadley). But anyway according to Shalyn (who watched Slumdog Millionaire), sometimes they'll only look at the year you were born in. I've been friends with you for the third year running! I'm not counting Sec 1 because I didn't even bother to talk to you then -.- Lol. But still, it's been great knowing you, chatting with you and bowling with you :D Just make sure you never beat my high score, yeah? ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SARAH! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(yesterday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da Lamer. You've come a long way, Sarah. Haha. I won't forget the more than interesting conversations you've had with Jess and I (O.O) and I know I haven't talked to you in awhile but know that you're a great friend yah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-457211991258106394?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/457211991258106394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/457211991258106394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-just-remembered.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-8404958435197338695</id><published>2009-03-08T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T18:08:07.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jason Mraz is the bomb, yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaand that was my attempt at being cool. Anyway, he had his concert recently and I just felt like going on youtube to watch his live performances (again!) and still, I think he should have won Best Male Performance at the Grammys rather than John Mayer. Maybe they're just giving it to John Mayer because he's going out with Jen Aniston. Go Jen! Anyway, I do realise I haven't updated. I keep trying to find people who've updated and then run through in my mind what happened on thursday and friday but nobody posted specifically. So I'll just be brief yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think history was quite a blur because the teacher sucks (duh!), he never uses the same textbook as us so what's the point in even bringing our textbooks? Oh and his stupid little recaps of the day's lesson. Wow. He doesn't even study History so why ruin our studies? Okay basically nothing significant happened that day and I'm just ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually thought that Jian Ping wasn't so bad today but then she totally changed my mind when I saw my combined score for Chinese. Irritating. Can't she make it sixty percent Common Test instead? I failed 49.7% &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;@#&amp;amp;^%@^&amp;amp;%@$#^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ask her to go to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I can't believe Joel actually let us push him around the whole lesson because he practically spent twenty minutes teaching and the rest of the time showing us youtube videos of really lame songs (JERALD THEY ARE NOT A SINGLE BIT CATCHY). And we got to catch a glimpse of his wedding photos. I'm quite freaked out now because I don't know if Joel just got married recently, and also because I used to think that he's 40+ but what if he turns out to be 30+? I'll be really freaked out then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school I had English Oral with Elaine and I kinda told her not to expect much from me because I wasn't in a really good mood after trying to process the fact that I failed my Chinese. She told me to go to Library first and then come back later -.- Over my dead body. Anyway turns out I was quite relaxed during the whole thing and got 33. Whoo but I've got to work on my picture discussion and conversation. And because I treated her more like a friend, she gave me stupid comments. Like, "Don't put your hands in front of your face" (Because I was playing with my hands LOL) and "Don't ask the examiner stupid questions". The second comment appeared because the first conversation question was "What is your favourite hairstyle?" and the second question was "What hairstyle would you like for yourself?". Then the third question was "What do you think of CCTVs in public places?" and I just went "But this question doesn't have any relevance to the first two questions!" (with me being a little agitated but I was joking also). Then she went "Tsk. You're not supposed to ask this kind of question." (with her very "tsk" face) and started to scribble something on her paper and I was like "Wait Wait Ms Chng okay I didn't mean that" (in a very panicked mode). But she still wrote it down anyway -.- Overall I had fun though, because it was very relaxed and Elaine was also okay to joke with. Imagine Oral Communication being fun. WAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I went to Library and played Monopoly with GuoWei KahGhim and Charmaine. That's what I do at Library WOW. Then stoned for quite a long time in the canteen and went to Great World with JieJun. Bought like Double Chocolate and Iced Chocolate from McCafe and realised that both drinks actually taste the same. Never did trust McDonald's. JieJun was very into SS project while I was kind of stoning most of the time. Then when I was trying to take a picture of him near the escalators, Belinda Lee walked past right in front of my face and she was less than a metre from me -.- Then I told JieJun and he went a little ballistic and asked me if we could go get her autograph or something. Haha. She was with another woman whom I presume to be her assistant because she was carrying dresses. And a saleswoman was trying to promote skin products from the Dead Sea to Belinda but her assistant was desperately trying to drag her away. Funny. I've seen many Singaporean celebrities at Great World already -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really significant happened the rest of the day except for the fact that I got back all my common test papers. Well, for me only because I didn't sit for History.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - 22/50&lt;br /&gt;English - 22/30&lt;br /&gt;A Maths - 20/35&lt;br /&gt;Physics - 30.5/45&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry - 31/45&lt;br /&gt;Literature - 64/100&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies - 13/18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do realise that I got the same marks for both languages but the difference in their total marks is 20 -.- Also, I don't have an A1. So if anyone dares to even say that I did okay, well I can't hit you or anything but still, I'd be quite pissed. Especially if you did better than me and you're saying that I did better. It's the same as saying that I'm dumber than you and it's already a great feat for me to get such scores. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my average is 63.6! Egad! I got an average above 60! *horrified* Well, my L1R5 is 19 if I count my SS as one subject. Oh god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss my friend. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-8404958435197338695?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/8404958435197338695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/8404958435197338695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/03/jason-mraz-is-bomb-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-5747137140938325073</id><published>2009-03-04T03:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:38:35.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe I can't sleep now. Of all days, the day before road run -.- Because of the fact that in less than twelve hours I'm supposed to endure through a movie which wasn't really my first choice?! And the only people I have online now are Ms Yvonne Han. God. That woman who screwed up my entire first chapter of Chemistry. Plus a senior. This is sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! I shall try to remember as much as I can about these two days. All I really know is that I spent quite a long amount of time just trying the games on Facebook (NO I DON'T HAVE A FACEBOOK ACCOUNT -.-) and watching really lame videos on Youtube. And music videos too. After Jerald's recommendation on nigahiga in Youtube, I somehow got around to linking all the top subscribed people and there's this fil-am girl called happyslip. You guys might not want to check her out but I was just watching because she was kind of making fun of her filipino heritage. Like, I know she doesn't mean it in a bad way (because my sister and I make fun of my mum's English all the time) but yeah, she's cool. And she made this video on her trip back to the Philippines where she traced back her dad's step by going back to his hometown. Which is basically near/at my hometown because I'm also Ilocano! Okay never mind. I just find it really nice. The only thing I want to say is why must they all look like models -.- Irritating. It's like all these most subscribed videos people are funny, good-looking people -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. I just realised I might need to proof read my posts now because my typing is horrendous. Okay digressing. Monday was weird. I couldn't sleep on Sunday so I ended up going to school real early and I was the second *insert shocked face* to reach. Aircon :D They got back E Maths and I'm always saying that I really regret not taking that paper. Physics was a total horror. I reciprocated by sleeping throughout the entire lesson while he was teaching so who knows, I might do badly for static electricity too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday erm. Okay I kind of don't remember already. I think I didn't get back any paper so I felt really irritated and didn't have the mood to do anything else already. Okay I need to at least go and sleep or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-5747137140938325073?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/5747137140938325073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/5747137140938325073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-cant-believe-i-cant-sleep-now.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-4215012227191303498</id><published>2009-03-03T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:51:23.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thoughts at this moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm trying to imagine what the undetonated bomb looks like because the one in Little Nyonya is shaped like an atomic bomb and I got a kick out of laughing at it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I blame the construction workers for not finding the bomb earlier and causing me to sit through Joy's entire lesson *rolls eyes* + Angela's wasted hour of crapping. Irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Jerald is bringing like 40 muffins for the class. WAHAHAHAHAHAH. Wonder what he's doing? *hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. JieJun is still insisting that it's easier for him to reach higher notes than lower notes when &lt;strong&gt;OBVIOUSLY&lt;/strong&gt; it's easier to speak with a lower tone. He's a guy -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My life is boring. God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-4215012227191303498?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4215012227191303498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4215012227191303498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/03/thoughts-at-this-moment-1.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-5036896769465398238</id><published>2009-03-02T03:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T04:56:33.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not blogging as regularly anymore. Even though I'm online almost everyday -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Friday kind of sucked. Lit paper was total shit because I practically blew it on the second question and then Joy's going to be upset and all. Plus I find it very disturbing to have our paper with the Geog students because that means I have to see JieJun using probably five pieces of paper and then get very stressed at the fact that as a Lit student, I should be writing way more. Okay, maybe he only uses four. Though he says he didn't do well but you never know. I don't believe he can do badly in Geog. Come on, seriously -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after school, I don't know what was happening but all I know is that the classroom was dark. Oh yeah we got the aircon. Even though we didn't want it. &lt;em&gt;Funny&lt;/em&gt;. Now the school probably thinks they did such a huge favour for us and we're indebted to them. For life. Oh and they have the remote and I was telling Jerald how this is a symbol of the control that they still have over us. That even though they installed airconditioning, they don't actually listen to our every whim and they still hold the power in the school. I'm telling you, Symbolism!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after all that hoo ha there was only me, JieJun, WeiQi, Eunice and WeiJia left and we went to Jurong's Popular. We practically stoned at the books section because we were looking for good books I guess. And JieJun was saying that if he had a chance to grab anything he wants for free (like in those game shows), he would get the stationery. EVERYONE SCOLDED HIM. Obviously, we would all get the books because they're much more valuable. Oh WeiJia wants the CDs. I'm split between both. Which is still a &lt;u&gt;much better choice&lt;/u&gt; than rushing to get &lt;strong&gt;stationery&lt;/strong&gt;. Of all things. We were stuck at the Jodi Picoult section because WeiQi was quite into it. And we were choosing which looks to be our favourites. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I know this is dumb but I think the Merlion being struck by lightning is fun. If only I were there, and I could take some parts of the debris, and then go home and take a picture of it and be like, "I'm holding a piece of the merlion!" *points to debris in hand* Yeah, I'm lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT KEEPS RAINING EVERYDAY. I'm damn irritated by this because just now in the afternoon, it suddenly poured like blue whales and elephants, and I had to rush to bring in the clothes. And then a few minutes later, the rain stopped -.- I wanted to hit somebody. Oh wait, it doesn't stop here. Apparently someone up there is playing with us because it started to rain again and there was lightning and thunder and I swear the thunder sounded like some creepy amplified burp. For no reason whatsoever. What is up with the weather? I swear we're all dying. Soon. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, I never intended to last until 'O's anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. I finally sewed up that gaping hole -.- in my bag. With blue thread and my bag's black. Wow. I pricked my fingers like, many times and I ended up with two bloody fingers. And a very sore thumb because I &lt;em&gt;accidentally&lt;/em&gt; pricked the part between the nail and the skin. I sound and feel like an idiot. And a klutz. I was supposed to go for a blood test on Saturday but there was a conflict of interest because my mother doesn't believe in the doctor. I still feel like I'm going to drop dead any moment. I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm very into James Morrison and Jason Mraz these days. I never realised their music was this incredible. Plus I keep watching old American Idol episodes because there're great songs on that show. And JieJun wants me to sing songs on American Idol for him cause he can't remember how they sound like -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-5036896769465398238?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/5036896769465398238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/5036896769465398238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-not-blogging-as-regularly-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-4148073227126986981</id><published>2009-02-26T18:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T19:36:15.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now I know what my friends think of me. Wow. Thanks a bunch, guys.&lt;br /&gt;(This is sarcastic, by the way.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, good news first. I failed my Chinese! I'm &lt;u&gt;kind of&lt;/u&gt; sad but at the same time, I'm somehow liberated. It's hard to explain. Got 22/50. Can't believe I'm writing it here. Then again, I always write my marks here -.- Yesterday Wang was commenting on what she predicts people will get for 'O's and obviously I'm like one of the worst. As in, the one that's deteriorating. Anyway, whatever. I'm quite sick and tired of actually studying. I want to give myself a break. Like, have a laugh or something. Which I'm doing now everyday -.- Looking at this picture makes me laugh too. Well, might as well put up some more pictures. And most of them aren't even taken by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m14O3SI6UPI/SaZ3k5DJmYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/j2NtpxZ7_VU/s1600-h/DSC00131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307060686575737218" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m14O3SI6UPI/SaZ3k5DJmYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/j2NtpxZ7_VU/s320/DSC00131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m14O3SI6UPI/SaZ3ldLBnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/_X1DVllLoAg/s1600-h/DSC00177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307060696272444562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m14O3SI6UPI/SaZ3ldLBnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/_X1DVllLoAg/s320/DSC00177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m14O3SI6UPI/SaZ3lYq5OII/AAAAAAAAAAs/SdzsMiJTmdw/s1600-h/DSC00175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307060695063935106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m14O3SI6UPI/SaZ3lYq5OII/AAAAAAAAAAs/SdzsMiJTmdw/s320/DSC00175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad's birthday cake that's made of sugar, sugar and sugar. Horribly sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m14O3SI6UPI/SaZ3lgTNHYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_omXaSAD9pc/s1600-h/DSC00162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307060697112059266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m14O3SI6UPI/SaZ3lgTNHYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_omXaSAD9pc/s320/DSC00162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I shall help you to decipher what the salesperson was trying to say. "No Stock Coke Sorry" Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m14O3SI6UPI/SaZ3lh1eOLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BSHylcwQscg/s1600-h/DSC00157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307060697524222130" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m14O3SI6UPI/SaZ3lh1eOLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/BSHylcwQscg/s320/DSC00157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oops. I think YeeLing will kill me. By the way, JieJun took this picture. So you should kill him first. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right. Back to blogging. Today's A Math paper practically equals another failure for me. I already counted the marks and I'm pretty sure I failed. My first failure ever for maths -.- In my entire life -.- After that was Literature which was so tiring. Rachel and I were practically crapping. Kudos to Angeline for her great work. Both of us were lost. Okay, it was only me. And I have a feeling that Joy is really worried about the state of our class. Like, how we're performing. She's always trying to find ways to perk us up or something. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms See didn't come. Sad. And I was really blur the whole time during PE. First, me and GuoWei reached the field and Hadley comes over and goes into the PE Room with WeiZhou. I was wondering whether we could go inside but apparently someone said we could. In the end, seven of us were inside trying to find something to play. And then these two retarded idiots found us and started scolding us. Actually, only one of them was scolding so that particular one is freaking retarded. I don't know his name but when I find out, I'm going to make some voodoo doll and write his name on it and then take all the needles I can find to poke it. Yeah. So he was scolding about RANSACKING the PE room when we were doing no such thing, and he just continued rambling idiotically. Sorry, but it's just ruining the image of PE teachers. Now I totally feel that PE teachers are a bunch of people who can't think at all. So they can't actually teach proper subjects. Sad for those who get taught by them cause they're not actual teachers. Then he said knock it down 20. Technically, it's not even proper English, and I could have pretended not to understand, but to argue would have been stupid. After that we didn't do anything else because Ms Saw couldn't be bothered either. I definitely prefer Ms See. She's much more polite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics was a errr. Waste of time. Because he didn't do much and everyone was doing what they wanted to do. Lunch was uneventful. A Maths wasn't bad cause I'm okay with the topic. The only thing I can't do is Trigo, which was tested today -.- And Joel made us do some questions from Ace Learning, which were quite simple. Stayed back with JieJun for awhile and SiewKiang and Maggie were also in the classroom studying Geog. Makes me think about whether I should take Lit seriously or not. I mean, since my common tests are a gone case already, what's the point of studying for tomorrow when my total score is going to be shit, right? Plus Lit's always so tiring. Most of my energy is drained from studying about Mockingbird. I'd rather study Mockingbird by Eminem O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riiiiiight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-4148073227126986981?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4148073227126986981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4148073227126986981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/02/now-i-know-what-my-friends-think-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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/_m14O3SI6UPI/SaZ3k5DJmYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/j2NtpxZ7_VU/s72-c/DSC00131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-7509472829464963204</id><published>2009-02-23T19:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:12:49.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm reaching two hundred posts O.O Well, basically if I had my computer for last year I probably would be writing my four hundredth post now. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was totally uneventful. Oh the back row had our tables all lined together and JieJun described it as like some part of the UN or something -.- Plus I went to see the doctor. So I went and I said, "I'm here to see the doctor." Then the receptionist gave me a -.- look and plainly said, "Yah." LIKE, WHATEVER. People can go to clinics for other reasons too! What if they just want to buy medicine or something? Or or. They're trying to rob the clinic! That's a completely possible situation. Plus she took such a long time searching for my card, cause I haven't been to that clinic in such a long time already. Then she commented on my full name -.- And then I was apparently told by the doctor that I'm too stressed. He gave me pills to help me sleep, which are not sleeping pills -.- Like as if that's going to make me sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Chinese and English papers today which were killers. When I was doing the English paper, I just wanted to get it over and done with. And imagine how fast that is since I actually finished the first in class, even before Jerald. Yes, before Jerald. Amazing. Chinese was just me writing a bunch of crap and hoping that she accepts my answers. Plus, I feel that WJP is trying to gain our sympathy on her blog and in class by making herself sound like such a pitiful person -.- Or maybe she's trying to evoke some sense of guilt in us with the hope that we'll start putting in effort in Chinese. In your dreams, woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what Joel's doing anymore. He either goes through the homework or gives out some worksheet. Or maybe, scold people who haven't handed in maths homework (AHEM, BERNARD). It was a waste of my time! Seriously. Maths was another lesson which was total crap because it consisted of the tablet classes trying to make a fool of themselves. I prefer Malay lessons with 401-406. Sad. All we do now in Malay is just study. Well, at least JieJun's studying. I just watch him study and think about whether I should be studying or not -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment Wee came in, he chased me out of the classroom cause I had to do the stupid test, which I got stupid marks for -.- And when I came back he was giving me a little shocked expression like I wasn't supposed to be there or something. Which, technically was true since I still had extra time for the test but I couldn't stand every single person that walked past the AVA rooms staring at me like I was skipping lessons. Bloody idiots. Physics is kinda scaring me a little cause I'm feeling really insecure about how much I actually learnt. Especially since Hadley's totally mugging his ass off every single day (DON'T THINK I DON'T KNOW).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and. SINCE LEONG JIEJUN COMPLAINED THAT MY BLOG IS SO BORING CAUSE THERE ARE NO PICTURES AND IT'S ALL WORDS (UNLIKE WEIJIA'S), I SHALL PUT A PICTURE OF HIM AND SEE HOW HE FEELS THEN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m14O3SI6UPI/SaKQGxz-XvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ch1fMEl8Lgg/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305961757120814834" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m14O3SI6UPI/SaKQGxz-XvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ch1fMEl8Lgg/s320/DSC00042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. His just desserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;He put one foot forward, thrusting his body off the building as the wind carried him to the ground. With a thud, he landed. Finally, he was free.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-7509472829464963204?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/7509472829464963204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/7509472829464963204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-reaching-two-hundred-posts-o.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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/_m14O3SI6UPI/SaKQGxz-XvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ch1fMEl8Lgg/s72-c/DSC00042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-5580066203000656257</id><published>2009-02-17T02:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T18:24:26.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HADLEY! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, yesterday. Technically, three hours ago. Everyone's so freaking old already. And yet, they're all still acting like little kids. Sad. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was really bored on Sunday -.- and couldn't be bothered to do homework so decided to watch Little Nyonya. Lol. And then I saw this part where the Jeanette Aw was saying about the LiuYiDao's name: "道就是道义。做生意就是讲信用，讲道义." I wonder why they want to talk about me so much. But then again I was irritated that the stupid retarded looking guy with eyes like these: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O.O&lt;/span&gt; has to use the word 道. Seriously -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I was reading the newspaper on Sunday and there was an article about how Singaporeans love to add a middle name for themselves. Retarded. But there was also this woman who was complaining that her name is so long (her full name has 29 letters. Mine has 26!) that she gets irritated that she has to write the whole thing out for her exams. Then her parents made her a name stamp. Maybe I should go get one too. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was absolute boredom. Sorry Hadley but your birthday was err. Boring. And the day started with Joel scolding for my hair again. Like, seriously it's short already. And then the sun/moon was orange -.- My theory is that the sun is heating and then when it gets really intense, it'll burn up the solar system, which I'm hoping will happen soon. Hopefully before O Levels. Also, certain &lt;u&gt;Geography&lt;/u&gt; students couldn't explain the sun/moon's appearance (AHEM JIEJUN AND HADLEY). So it proves that taking Geography is like, wasting your time. Okay but Lit is still wasting more of your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did we do for Social Studies! Nothing -.- Sabar came in a period late and the other period she wasted time on political cartoons. And I don't like the fact that she assumes that the &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;funny and entertaining&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; (wow) Adrian actually taught us anything last year. Chinese is becoming a very funny routine. She reaches exactly on time -.- and then comes in to scold/preach about handing in homework. Then finally starts teaching after having wasted maybe one period. Wonderful. History was also dreadful because Laura doesn't know what she's saying. I think she's just rambling and if you actually pay attention, the things she says are usually the opposite of what is correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised the whole day was unproductive, because after recess was Maths which OBVIOUSLY I didn't learn anything. And the fact that JieJun is revising A Maths for no reason whatsoever is very disturbing. And irritating. Cause Commons are next week -.- Oh Malay I love Malay! Except for when she calls out the register numbers and it's the worst part of the lesson. And whatever okay I can bet I have a better pronunciation than that Malaysian JieJun. Physics after lunch was quite crappy. Basically, total crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-5580066203000656257?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/5580066203000656257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/5580066203000656257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-hadley-d-like-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-1613380352820360502</id><published>2009-02-14T18:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T18:21:00.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to thank everyone who gave me something yesterday. Thanks guys! I'm sitting here staring at my plastic bag with all the stuff but I don't know who gave what so err just thank y'all yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-1613380352820360502?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/1613380352820360502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/1613380352820360502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-right.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-8904916070884791395</id><published>2009-02-14T17:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T17:55:05.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've obviously been freaking lazy because I didn't blog for the entire week -.- So now I don't know what to blog about cause I totally forgot whatever happened. So, I shall be random and wite down important thoughts that I actually remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I &lt;u&gt;hate&lt;/u&gt; veronica edwards. Don't ask me why, I just do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I hate Commonwealth Essay. Seriously. The topics are damn stupid. But since I don't have anything to post, I shall post my essay after this. Though nobody will read it. I don't hate Miss Chng cause I kinda owe her one Commonwealth Essay from last year anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I keep getting irritated by somebody around me. I just keep rolling my eyes again and again during lesson time because of this person. By the way, it's not Bernard, cause Bernard is just lame. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Oh I'm seriously starting to &lt;s&gt;dislike&lt;/s&gt; hate my form teacher. JUST BECAUSE HE THINKS HADLEY IS CUTER THAN ME DOESN'T GIVE HIM AN EXCUSE TO SCOLD ME. And also, I'm actually teaching Bernard okay. His marks don't depend on me. Just so he knows, Bernard's attitude towards maths is all linked to how the teacher teaches, and for his information, he's the teacher. He should be thankful nobody actually says that straight to his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I don't understand why people have to think that I'm being emo or sad when I don't talk. Has it ever occurred to any of you that maybe my usual HAHA happy self is just a facade to blend in. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I do realise that all this is negative. On a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. SiewKiang's birthday was err. On tuesday! Yeah. That's one year older, and that means you have to be wiser too. Lol. So I'm expecting As for your common test yah? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Happy Valentine's Day! Erm. I don't know what else to say about this cause it isn't significant to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES. Another thing I'm irritated by. If you're asking me for advice, and then when I actually give you some sensible ones, you don't have the right to cut me off and say that I won't understand because I haven't experienced it. In the first place, how would you know if I haven't gone through it before? Just because you chat with me like, once a month or even lesser doesn't mean that you know me very well. Because you're the one who's not bothering about what's going on with my life and I'm the one who actually cares. &lt;s&gt;Fuck&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't know what else to write already. So I shall put my Commonwealth Essay on display. WAHAHAHAHA. Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;  Fidgeting uneasily on the stiff airplane seat, I gazed longingly into the clear, blue sky; its vast horizon reminding me of the long journey back home to Singapore. As I fumbled to fit comfortably into the chair, a sudden thud turned my attention to the floor. There, resting on the walkway, was my wallet and a snippet of my graduation picture. I squinted at my goofy smile and the slanted graduation cap perched on my head and smiled to myself. It was not long ago that I had graduated from junior college...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I had been aiming for the International Studies Scholarship, a scholarship that offered to fund your University education at an overseas University - it had always been my lifelong dream to study psychology at Harvard University. I sat in my chair, nervously awaiting the announcement of this year’s scholarship winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “This year, we are awarding the International Studies Scholarship to...” the mellow voice of the announcer reverberated throughout the hall, “Daniel Chee!” A thunderous applause erupted as congratulatory faces turned to face me. For a moment, I glared at the announcer with my mouth gaped open wide, attempting to process the information thrust at me in such a short instance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “I – I won?” my thoughts spilled out of my mind. “Seriously, I won?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Yes, you did, silly!” Jacob, my best friend, tried to jerk me back to reality, “Now, get up on stage quickly before they decide to revoke your scholarship!” He nudged me and dragged me out of my seat. I stumbled through the row of seats before me, shuffling my feet as fast as I could across the floor. The announcer looked as if she was at the end of her tether, but I ignored that irritated face and continued my slow ascent onto the stage. With every step I took, my feet felt heavier. Beads of perspiration fell from my face as the mounting anxiousness began to take its toll on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “This is it,” I muttered to myself, “Shoulders up, chest out, look straight, look confident, smile.” I chanted my personal mantra silently in my head as I performed the actions simultaneously. Smiling widely, I trudged up the steps to the stage. Someone cleared her throat loudly, and I glanced up to see the announcer with her arms akimbo and her lips pursed tightly. Her eyes were like daggers, glaring straight into mine. I swiftly tilted my head away abashedly, my face turning beetroot red at the announcer’s continuous glare. I continued moving at a snail’s pace up the stairs, but when I reached the final step, my foot caught the end of my robe and I fell with a loud thud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I shut my eyes tight and brought my hand to my nose, rubbing the part that had come into direct contact with the floor. Dusting my robe, I lifted myself off the ground, anticipating the school to burst into laughter. To my surprise, there were people who honestly looked concerned, and even the announcer (who I was beginning to get annoyed at), showed a little sympathy on her face. I noticed the two most prominent faces in the audience – my parents’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Both of them had slight smiles on their faces, and my mother pointed at the podium where the announcer stood, motioning for me to carry on. I grinned at them, touched at the fact that they were encouraging me to go on. Mustering up whatever courage I had left, I strode across the length of the hall to the podium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Th – thank you,” I stuttered. Think, Daniel, think, I thought to myself. “Thank you for giving me this opportunity to study overseas. I assure all of you that I will do my best!” I spoke, this time in a louder voice. My mother’s eyes were moist and even my father was beginning to show signs of tears. Yet again, the entire school clapped appreciatively as I beamed at them, nodding my head to acknowledge their congratulations. In the split of a second, a brilliant flash blinded me as the school photographer took a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I held the photograph tightly in my hand, silently laughing at the sight of me basking in the glory of all the attention I was getting. Staring fixedly out the window again, the same blue sky faced me. It had been hours since I last looked out the window, and yet I still had not reached Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Ding dong,” the sound of the intercom rang, “Dear passengers, we will be arriving in Singapore in approximately thirty minutes. Please fasten your seatbelt as we begin to descend.” I realised I had not bothered to look down, and when I did, I noticed the familiar city skyline of Singapore beneath the sky. The thoughts in my mind started to race as I wondered who would be waiting for me at the Arrival Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Would it be my mother? She was always the one I turned to for emotional support, and she never failed to fulfil her duties as a loving mother. Or would it be my father? He was a strict, disciplined military officer who taught my sister and I important life values. Under his guidance, we had grown to be the epitome of perfection. Or perhaps, my sister would actually be there. She knew when to have fun, when to be serious in her work, and of course it helped that there would be someone standing on my side whenever I got into an argument with my father. She was often the voice of reason to my father’s stern teachings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The moment the doors opened, I dashed in the direction of the conveyor belt, not forgetting to thank the friendly air stewardesses on the airplane. As I waited for the luggage to move out, I kept stealing glances at the glass doors, hoping to spot a familiar face among the sea of excited people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Finally,” I groaned as I recognised that boxy, black luggage strewn across the belt. I hoisted the luggage with both hands onto my shoulder and lugged it across the hall, frantically looking out for any of my family members. At first, my hopes were beginning to get crushed as I cancelled out every other alien face that I saw, only narrowing my chances down to a corner at the far end of the Arrival Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  That was when I saw them. My sister smiled wryly at me, and my father, always a picture of serenity, nodded politely. My mother smiled broadly, her arms reaching out wide, beckoning me to go forward. I dropped my luggage on the spot and sprinted towards them, zigzagging through the crowd of reunited friends and my families. Tears began to well up in my eyes as I inched closer to them, longing for the feeling of being in a family again. I noticed that my mother looked somewhat surprised, and I understood her expression. To her, I looked like an independent, confident young man, a far cry from the gawky boy with long, ungainly legs; in other words, I no longer looked like her little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  When I finally reached them, my eyes could not hold the tears any longer and they flowed out continuously as I pulled my family into a tight bear hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  “Mum, Dad, Sis, I’m home,” I choked through the tears. My long journey back home was definitely worth this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-8904916070884791395?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/8904916070884791395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/8904916070884791395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/02/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-6560529913654469161</id><published>2009-02-08T04:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T06:15:17.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dum Dee Dum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sore throat never goes away. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was boring. The first thing I had was like Chinese test. Which is horribly stupid. I was kinda laughing at her asking us to put our tables at one table's length apart. Or rather, confused. Hmm. And she went around trying to read people's zao ju and commenting out loud -.- I realise chinese teachers are the worst. Though she's okay as a person but as a teacher. Blah. All chinese teachers are blah. I can't imagine any of them having a social life. Which is why seeing &lt;u&gt;ahem&lt;/u&gt; at Cineleisure on Christmas is both suprising and disturbing. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths was, as usual, very dumb. Especially since we're learning primary school topics now. And Bernard seriously still isn't doing his A Maths 3 which was due god knows how long ago. Seriously. English was just a waste of time. Spelling -.- Also, I was reminded of Commonwealth Essay. Okay seriously I won't win so she doesn't need to waste time on me. I already joined in Sec 2 and didn't get anything -.- So what's the point. I'm sick of eating cheeseburgers for breakfast. It's a really boring meal. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday is the worst day of all. Just look at the timetable. After recess is double science. Then we have Lit. The worst. Chemistry wasn't very productive. She was upset at a situation which always happens with our class. Maybe she just had enough of it. And then the clueless her was basically clueless -.- And being herself. I don't get why people laugh at her. I find her ridiculously dumb. Okay maybe I'm being a little harsh but still, dumb. And I wasn't really listening to the smart her (sorry!) so I asked her a question about explaining in terms of electrons and she clarified it and even said to the class that I asked a good question -.- At least she didn't notice that I wasn't paying attention at all. Because Bernard is a very evil person who makes people talk to him. Lol. But then again, Bernard's very useful in Physics cause I've completely given up on &lt;u&gt;him&lt;/u&gt;. Seriously. I don't get why anyone would want to listen to him teach. And he just continues rambling on except for times when his menopause kicks in. Then we get scolded for apparently not appreciating his effort in teaching us. Where is the &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;bottle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; when you need her? Sad. The funniest part was when JieJun walked out of the class even when he was hinting at the Bio students' apparent disrespect for him. I wanted to clap then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch. I think nothing interesting happened. Though, for once, the girls were with us at lunch. Which never happens. Oh yes. The 'condemned' books. I still find them funny. And the way they are presented, I'd think it was some sort of dustbin. Which is actually true since they're books to be thrown away. Literature was, saddening. And boring. As usual. Each time I get to the lesson I think about dropping it. Then I can maybe concentrate on getting an A1 for Combined Humanities. Which I'm not getting like even an A in, by the way. The question was stupid -.- Stupid because it's only for smart Lit people like Jerald who somehow seem to be able to ramble on and on stupidly. Yes, Jerald, I'm actually commenting you. Though it doesn't sound like much of a comment. Oh well, I tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school was library -.- Probably the most boring part of my day. Seriously. I don't understand how it can be considered a CCA. Especially when they don't have much things to do. And the Sec fours just sit around a table gossiping while the chairman and vice-chairman and a few people do the work while gossiping too. And some people just sit and stare -.- I wanted to do my maths homework but decided it would be rude. Guo Wei barely said much throughout the whole thing. But then again, he's Guo Wei. There was much talk about teachers (the woman with no social life, who's 35 and still apparently single and who gives us so much English homework) (the man who's somewhat gay, arrogant, much of a perfectionist and an English teacher -.-) (oh and parry, which was quite random). The highlight of library where I actually did something was when Guo Wei and I walked to the staff room to get art materials from her and walked back to the library to hand it to them. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down to the canteen and JieJun was holding this very suspicious book which I know looks like his diary -.- Like, honestly -.- Anyway so I sat a table away to give him and his wives PRIVACY. Took out my newspapers because I actually wanted to read them but got distracted by my phone. The games Hadley sent to me. Like grey's anatomy. It's just like the show -.- They even start from where Meredith is sleeping with Derek. Lol. And at season &lt;u&gt;five&lt;/u&gt; (which is now), I think they're getting married or something. Then the Inno people came and then left again because the rest of the club went home. All because the sec fours all left to buy food and SLACK. So the juniors all apparently very cleverly thought they were dismissed. Good for you! Oh yes, it was raining -.- Which is very rare now because the weather is always stuck between extremely warm or very dark clouds but without rain. Stupid. (It's also weird that I'm listening to Thunder now. As in, the Boys Like Girls song Thunder. LOL) Oh sorry ChinChye cause he's always asking me to go eat dinner but he always asks on days when I have no money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally went to get my IC! Or rather, finally remembered. Actually I was reminded by JieJun. But never mind because we saw Jeanice's IC there and her birthday is three months before mine. And very funnily, we also got the photos the same day. I can show you both the photos without even showing a picture. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; That's it. My face. And it actually is like that okay. Except the one on the IC is shorter hair. And I'm darker there. So now I need to get tanner. So that the phrase "black face" can be used more literally on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was talking to Siew Kiang and she mentioned her birthday and -.- fine she's getting a present. Lol I sound reluctant but I'm not lah okay. Crap that's my first Singlish word. I keep telling JieJun that I shall try to speak proper English and I think he's irritated everytime I say that because I never actually do what I say. Sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-6560529913654469161?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/6560529913654469161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/6560529913654469161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/02/dum-dee-dum.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-8455556147643155223</id><published>2009-02-05T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T01:26:57.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been an entire year without the computer. Sad. It hasn't made much of a difference though. I still had a life without internet. YES, I DID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tons of things to do. Basically the first thing's that I've got to get myself a planner so that I actually know what's going on during lesson time. Also to remind myself of homework which I never do. Speaking of which, I'm supposed to be posting Lit now. Instead of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official. Or at least almost official. I'm joining Library. OH yeah I have to get a parent's letter. And it's one am now. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. Today was boring. I spent the whole day doing homework and thinking about what other homework I have to do. Of course, not counting the times talking to Bernard. And err. Daydreaming. I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; I daydream. Bernard seriously needs to do his homework. Seriously. Oh Wang Jian Ping's blog. I have to figure out how to change the language first. LEONG WEI QI has been using Windows Vista for a long time already and she still doesn't know how to change the language. AHEM. Why do teachers like to create blogs? More importantly, why do we have to do homework in a blog? It's not as if it'll make us look very modern or futuristic or whatever. And it's not like such a helpful way of learning. We still have to take note of language and we have to write formally. Like homework but on the internet. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to bowl. I was reading some of my old posts and wondering about the fact that I was able to bowl seventeen games in ONE week yet now I bowl maybe once in three months. Or something like that. Also, I'm irritated by the fact that everyone's studying. Revising. I can't take it. I don't know why but I haven't found the most suitable way for me to study. Which is important since this is O Level year and everyone's making such a big fuss over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just noticed how much I miss blogging. Random blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-8455556147643155223?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/8455556147643155223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/8455556147643155223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-7550083573554265902</id><published>2009-02-04T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:18:21.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO WORLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M BACK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-7550083573554265902?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/7550083573554265902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/7550083573554265902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-7152024630197738824</id><published>2008-02-10T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T01:19:11.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Daniel is the dumbest person on Earth. Seriously. I just laughed at my own stupidity. And it's not that kind of academically dumb. I'm not as aware of my relationships as I thought I was. Sarah, you're right. I really am slow. Sadness. 哭笑不得 best describes my feelings right now just that I don't really feel like crying, I'm just sad. WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I have one bouquet of five ferrero rochers up for grabs. Anyone wants them? Maybe I shall go give my JieJie. Eunice you getting ferrero rocher from me leh wahlao. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously somebody please tell Daniel to wake up from that little fantasy of his. Well at least I'm more aware now. I hope. And don't worry Jess, I'm not getting depressed. I'm as happy as a lark. Honest =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh on the contrary I have something to be thankful about. I am thankful for SiewKiang because finally there is somebody who gets the same amount of money as me during Chinese New Year. And to people who get over five hundred bucks. Screw you ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-7152024630197738824?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/7152024630197738824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/7152024630197738824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2008/02/daniel-is-dumbest-person-on-earth.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-6983345719325254371</id><published>2008-02-09T05:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T05:44:16.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I honestly got shocked when I saw that Ms Joy Koh posted something in her Lit blog. Well, shocked because she hasn't posted in a while already. And also because it meant that there would be homework. Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now not only do we have to comment on people's blogs, we also have to pick our three favourite blogs and state reasons. This is very stressful. And seriously I get very tempted to criticise already. But Ms Koh wrote that some people wrote excellent work. Can't be me since the only person that linked me is YanRu. And YanRu you have a comment leh. The only comment lah. LOLS. Plus there are people who still haven't posted so how am I supposed to comment. And now I think my post sucks. Plus I don't have evidence. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's 5.37am now and I'm feeling sleepy. Perhaps I shall go sleep now and stop thinking about Lit homework that is due on Sunday. Which is technically tomorrow, which means that I have two more days. Sian. Plus other homework which makes it even more boring. And stupid Physics test. Can't wait to get back tests. Not that I think I did well. But I just want to see my marks. And I need to know whether I can answer questions before the common tests arrive if not I will go find AT with a hammer and a nail. Dessert Woman is not spared also because she abandoned us and threw AT to us. Come back lah you stupid Dessert. Dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now I shall stop ranting and start sleeping before I get eyebags the size of JieJun's. Or WeiQi's future eyebags MUAHAHAHAHA. Oh before I go. Just wanted to say. LUSTY! YOU LUSTY WOMAN. NYEHEHEHE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-6983345719325254371?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/6983345719325254371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/6983345719325254371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-honestly-got-shocked-when-i-saw-that.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-7798788063533525798</id><published>2008-02-08T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T18:46:08.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinese New Year sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. I'm not getting money and it's freaking sad! Seriously. I got so sian-ed that now I'm at home while my parents and my sister are out visiting relatives. Anyways. Wednesday went for reunion dinner and hmm. I didn't eat alot since I already ate alot before I went to Boon Lay. HAHA. Plus I was the youngest there so it was kind of boring. Next was my sister then two cousins who were in JC2 then the rest were 20 and above -.- 代沟! Plus they were all sending CNY greetings and I was thinking that only old people did that until I received one myself. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I stoned at home the whole day because I have no more relatives -.- Serious. The rest are like somewhere in Sabah or China or Batam or somewhere there lah. My mom's side's not really counted since they don't give red packets -.- But I think they would have given me money if I were there okay! Plus there are so many relatives in Philippines I would have gotten so much money already. Sadness. And godparents are all there too, so no money from them. Oh then at 9.40 HoKit called to ask me if I wanted to go bowling. So like DUH I said yes. Well, actually my mom said yes and I don't know why she allowed. But even if she didn't allow I would have ran out of the house anyways, so. A game's 4 bucks at West Bowl because of stupid CNY -.- But who cares! Woots. So played three games. Damn funny we got this little bowling pin keychain and HoKit says it's because we spent more than thirty bucks there. Haha. He allowed me to keep it! I think mainly it was because there was the word "Made In China" on the packaging. It was the first thing he noticed lah! LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh last game was the best ever. I have officially named HoKit my good luck charm because that was the first time I got a Four Bagger, then a Five In A Row (I thought it was called Five Bagger but that's what the screen said so I'm following it). And I hit 212, like YEAH. HoKit plus the bowling pin keychain are good luck charms I tell you. My first game over 200! Yes my bowling resume will look much better now. HAHA. Not like there's even such a thing but whatever -.- I just feel high! We played till like one plus am? Or somewhere there. HoKit accompanied me to bus stop and he waited for awhile before going home. And there was this magazine kiosk that was closed but was playing music. Creepy lah! Plus I saw this police logo there and I felt curious and I looked closer and realised there were two cameras -.- Thankfully they weren't pointing at me. Haha. So I waited for about an hour and HoKit was telling me that he thinks that there aren't any NightRiders working today and I also believed but that time me and ChinChye took was wednesday and there was a bus! Because the information wrote Fridays, Saturdays and eves of public holidays. Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I didn't know what came over me but I decided to walk home. Lols. I always wanted to try walking home from Clementi but I didn't have the time so since now I was so free I decided to walk back. From Dover to Buona Vista was dark lah -.- Plus there wasn't anybody out walking or what. Sians. Besides the cars of course. At the petrol station at Buona Vista I saw a police car so I walked away. Haha. Only when it drove away did I continue walking on. Lols. And I went to the 7 Eleven at Dawson Place to buy a bottle of sprite before walking on again. Saw teenagers at Tiong Bahru Park -.- I think they like ran away from home or something. And there was this woman who was jogging and she stared at me when I drank my sprite because I think it looked like I was drinking beer or something. HAHA. Reached home at 4. I took an hour and a half to walk from Clementi to Tiong Bahru! Woots. Maybe I was too happy about my bowling score to care about walking back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah now I have nothing to do. I think I have to go out later to eat dinner or something. Boredom. Again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-7798788063533525798?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/7798788063533525798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/7798788063533525798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2008/02/chinese-new-year-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-3330253082905146544</id><published>2008-02-05T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T00:10:51.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I felt so fucking irritated just now. Nowadays that's how I feel. And seriously. I'm so sick of having to be fake all the time. Sometimes I just feel like doing what I should do but I don't. Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel bad. Now I feel like dying. I told myself I should at least let myself finish my studies before dying. So I shall do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SiewKiang is a crapper! MUAHAHAHA. She sends over a thousand messages a month and I don't even reach a thousand but yet she says I'm the one who craps alot in smses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wrote three totally short paragraphs. A first for me! This week was erm, memorable? My first ever detention? Yeah Blim was saying that I'm a good boy cause she hasn't seen my name in her records so I shouldn't be coming late any more times. I almost laughed when she said that. Maybe she should go look at sec 1 and 2 records. Then she won't think I'm that good of a boy anymore. HAHA. I have to serve detention again next monday. Just because I was late 3 times. The difference between 2 and 3 is another detention session -.- I shall go. I feel motivated to write when I go. I was even writing on the third page of my zuo wen! And when I was in class I just finished the zuo wen on the same page. Which shows that I work better at detention. Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing was that I went for NP last week even though it was full u. Kind of a miracle. YangYee's trying to make me stop ponning already. I think I actually will ;D Not because I like NP though. But whatever. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tests! Chemistry's balanced equations. 23/25 I am satisfied already. I think my average will be quite okay. So if I study for common test I should be fine for Chemistry! Go Chemistry! Still don't think Shamima can teach though. But I don't know why I don't hate her O.O Oh oh Jian Ping! Seriously I'm getting more and more encouraged to do Chinese. [Egad!] Even though I wasn't listening to her today but I was tired! And my eyes hurt because of stupid spectacles so I didn't bother to look up at all. Speaking of which, I finally decided to go get a new pair of spectacles because I currently have no more working pair. I've broken all of them already -.- Saddening. Let's see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was suay. First of all the stupid A Maths test stumped me. I worked possible values of x until 3, and I stopped there. Turns out the answer was -4? I should have worked to 4. Dang. Practically gave up that question. Plus people have totally different answers so I'm totally unsure of it. But it's okay. I can take it :D And Chemistry. Left blank again. But I think I can pass it. So it should be fine as long as I don't fail. I don't intend to fail sec 3 tests! What other thing was suay. Hmm. I think Lit can be considered suay. It's the most demanding subject of all. I see Pure Geog people like JieJun not really doing much when us Lit students are mugging for our lives. Okay, not mugging. But doing activities and constantly doing worksheets and looking for relationship stuff and characteristics. Very tiring. And draining. Now I feel so exhausted. I'm trying to recall what happened. Ah what the heck. I don't think anything else interesting happened. Besides packing oranges. Though I don't think that's very exciting. Plus it got me irritated. Freaking irritated. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I miss my girlfriend. Lol. It sounds funny again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-3330253082905146544?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/3330253082905146544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/3330253082905146544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-felt-so-fucking-irritated-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-2934342035041454699</id><published>2008-01-26T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T22:04:36.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From this paragraph onwards lies the facade of happiness that is my life. Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have maths homework and lit homework and overdue english homework and tests to study for. I'm dead meat. I feel kind of ... for saying that I have confidence of scoring full marks for Chemistry. I mean I know people will have tons of views for that sentence and all but I don't care. It's not like I say it every single time. I'm just confident for Chemical equations. Though now I'm kind of worried about it again. I promised myself I would be more serious in my work this year and I'm not doing that. So much for New Year Resolutions. Speaking of which, &lt;u&gt;Stop Taking Taxis In The Morning&lt;/u&gt; is one of them. Speaking of which(again!), I wonder how I maintain this facade of wealth(another facade!). Especially when I hate it if someone calls me rich. Because that shows that they don't know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a talk with LPS on thursday about NP. And Stephanie was there too (HAHA). She talked about lots of things and kept asking me why I didn't want to go NP. And I gave her lots of reasons in the end. Which kind of led to her talking about the future and me not wanting to adapt to the environment and whatnot. Kind of reminds me of TYT. Hmm .. I feel kind of bad for saying this but I have to say that what she said had no impact on me personally. Except for that tiny little part where Sec 3s who are in Uniformed Groups get to go on this totally different Sec 3 camp from the rest of the people which is freaking nice because it has more exciting activities than the normal one which the rest of them are going to. Sadness. Maybe I'll just skip Sec 3 camp then. The main reason I'm still contemplating quitting NP is because of the CCA I have to think of joining. Why must CCA be such a problematic topic. I really blame NanHua for their stupid system. It's like, they don't allow you to join a CCA like Badminton or whatnot unless you have background in that. So many other schools allow you to join a new CCA even if you know zilch about it. Now I feel like transferring to my sister's school. Her normal Sec 3 camp already has the exciting activities that LPS said. Plus her school allows people who have no background to join whatever CCA they like. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still really really thinking about whether or not I should quit NP. Everyone I've asked told me not to quit NP. But my mind is like on 85% of quitting NP. I think people think I'm stupid for wanting to quit NP. I just realised the last four sentences ended with 'quit (or any other form of the word, eg. -ing) NP'. If those sentences were part of my compo I'd kill myself. It has lack of variation of sentence structure. Okay sidetracking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck on maths homework and it sucks because my mind is not suited for thinking questions. That's probably why I don't join stuff like Maths Olympiad or what. I'm not saying that my maths suck, I'm just saying that I don't do thinking questions. Everytime I think of the word 'suck' I think of my Diagnostic Test. Which then again leads me to think of something I shouldn't think of. Then again, curiosity can't hurt me for I'm not a cat. ChinChye was the first person who thought of that from my compo. Tsk tsk, dirty-minded ChinChye. Plus, I made the connection of him with a cat. Same starting letter anyways. God knows what I was thinking when I wrote my compo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that tomorrow shall be a day for me to mug. That is, if I can concentrate on mugging. Mug, cup, glass, whatever. I'm all set for it. I have spelling and good phrases to remember, then History to start memorising because I intend to do well for that. But first I should think about my lit and chinese. Social Studies I'm prepared to fail because I'm not learning anything from it. Where's Ng CT when you need her. Sigh. She abandoned our class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My maths is looking oh so bright for me. I wonder if it'll be short lived. And whether what happened last year will repeat itself. Like me starting off with good math grades then slowly slipping into just scraping an A1. People say I should be contented but I'm not because I know I can do better. I just totally realised that 204 is a mugger class. Never have I felt so relieved when I hear that many other people didn't study for this test and that. But still I see JieJun everyday writing notes and stuff. But this time it's different. I'm not stressed when I look at him. Or because of the fact that Jerald has started math tuition and just scored full marks on our recent A math test(which is same as me by the way). Now I know I don't need some competitive drive to push me to study. It feels much better living in a less competitive environment. Ah, the freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to post on friday but here I am making things up as I go along. At least I posted on something though. I still feel like bowling and I really want to. It's a real pity that the bowling alley near my house closed down. No more late night bowling for me. D: That's my first smiley in the post, and it's not even smiling. I feel so worn out now. Like I've been working non stop. Nowadays the first thing on my mind is sleep. Then bowling. But sleeping rocks. Even an insomniac like me thinks that sleeping is nice. I think it's to make up for those two months of holiday where I slept an average of two hours a day. Or even less. Oh yeah. Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, nothing interesting happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-2934342035041454699?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/2934342035041454699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/2934342035041454699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-have-never-met-anyone-in-my-life-who.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-7988599653805779606</id><published>2008-01-05T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T11:22:08.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like taking away my tagboard. I'm too lazy to reply tags already. And since hardly anyone tags me if I don't tag or don't post then what's the point man. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;/strong&gt; I haven't touched the computer in a week already and I don't really feel deprived. And nowadays I feel more like reading books. Man I'm turning into a nerd. Oh this is the first post of 2008. New class. Hmm. It's seriously seriously too early to say about 304 because come on it's only the first three days of school what do you expect. I think our class is nice. Plus it's freaking scary because there are smart people like Shalyn and JieJun and I think WeiSong's smart too. Oh man I'm gonna be last in class :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe Jess a post on sentosa and it happened a week ago. But on thursday I went bowling. LOL. The only thing I remember was my score, which I saved in my phone. 119, 108, 128, 148, 130. Five games in total on thursday. Then after that went to watch Eunice's and Valerie's performance at the Esplanade. Fast forward to Wednesday, first day of school. Bowling. Score was 140, 125, 119. The other game with ChinChye I forgot my score. Then yesterday. Bowling. 143, 146, 117, 131. The reason I save my score in my phone is because I must see if my bowling is consistent. And judging from the score it isn't -.- Ah heck at least all of it's above a hundred. I must be thankful I must be thankful I must be thankful I must be thankful for what I have. Ah, screw that. I want more I want more I want much much more ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edited&lt;br /&gt;Okay that part was written on 5 January. Now it's 6 January -.- But I have decided that this post will be filled with my bowling scores. Wednesday's score! 115, 92, 123, 129 and 157. It totally sucked and rocked because of the low and high score. Oh but average of five games is 123. I guess that's fine. The last game I had like 4 strikes. Don't ask me I don't know how either. Then yesterday! 120, 128 and 96. I don't even want to talk about the last game. Pathetic. I didn't go NP. Whatever. My actual reason was that I forgot to bring my uniform (which includes stupid boots which I took time to polish) but now I want to change that reason to I don't like NP so I didn't go. And I don't care I have no sense of responbility. So what? In fact nobody can rely on me to do anything for them because I'm such an irresponsible person. Screw me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAN!EL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-7988599653805779606?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/7988599653805779606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/7988599653805779606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-feel-like-taking-away-my-tagboard.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-4733139995114481762</id><published>2008-01-05T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T17:10:01.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seriously don't know what I'm doing with my life anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I think my life is pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;I need to end my pathetic life man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-4733139995114481762?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4733139995114481762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4733139995114481762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-seriously-dont-know-what-im-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-8771619052465301524</id><published>2007-12-25T04:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T07:20:36.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's CHRISTMAS! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I have nothing better to do so I'm here again posting. This post is pretty much random stuff that pops into my head as I go along. This post might even be delayed until a few hours later because I'm not very used to posting lesser than normal. Random fact: I just realised my sister's best friend is an &lt;u&gt;Indonesian&lt;/u&gt; whose name is &lt;u&gt;Jessica&lt;/u&gt;. What are the odds of that? Not that I didn't know that she was my sister's best friend but only now do I realise the coincidence O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why NP wants to squeeze so many things into one week altogether. Okay, it's not many but still. It's supposed to be the holidays and I don't see any difference from it being normal school days. In fact there's more NP -.- I think the rest of the week my only free day is today. Which is Christmas. If everything goes to plan of course and if my mood is still fine to go for NP. If not, I don't freaking care if I stay a Lance Corporal the rest of my NP life man. I don't need face in NP -.- I don't know what I'm doing to my life. Sigh. I'm supposed to be enjoying CCAs! Dang. And there is NP retreat and some gathering in the span of 5 days? It's not like we will die without seeing each other right? I freaking hope it's not compulsory. But then the fact that it is compulsory wouldn't change anything, because I don't care when it comes to missing parades. Now I'm wondering why I made so many dumb decisions. First the school, then the CCA. Imagine what will happen to my life in the future. I'm doomed =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Oh I read 8 Days and there's this section which is the second last page written by some guy on quirky stuff that happens in his life with his two friends. And in this week's issue there's this part on guys carrying handbags for their girlfriends. And apparently they think that that's wrong. I think the whole thing is ridiculous. I mean. If the guy goes and carries the girl's handbag then he will be criticised. But if he doesn't carry the handbag and what if the girlfriend feels tired or whatever then he'll get scolded by his girlfriend -.- What a dumb thing. Even though that section is really dumb and all but I still read it anyways. Speaking of which, I haven't been reading any books lately. I fear I'm getting dumb. Seriously. All I do is read magazines and watch TV. What if I get back to school next week with an IQ of 10 O.O Okay I know that's lame but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my kind of lameness is like, in-your-face-and-I-know-I'm-lame-but-I-don't-freaking-care-so-what-can-you-do-about-that kind of lame. Okay to even analyse what level of lameness I'm at makes me even more lame. Sigh. I can't really help it though. I believe everyone can sum this whole post up with a favourite look of mine: -.- Actually I think this post is more of random than lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. I forgot what I wanted to post next. I shall think of something else to post about then. Oh I think I have no social life. It seriously sucks. My sister is out at this time it's 5.26am now and I'm freaking rotting at home here watching TV. Plus I'm getting freaky sms-es now at this time. Okay the message is not freaky it's just the time. I was telling my GIRLFRIEND just now that maybe it's because it's Christmas now and many people are smsing each other so her sms got stuck somewhere in the network. I know obviously it's highly unlikely [WOAH three words with an -ly at the back. Rhyme!] but I just received a message from Jeanice saying that the thing at Vivo is 1pm? And obviously she wouldn't be smsing now right only I am staying awake -.- Okay, I'm not the only person awake. Evia's status is 'Busy' and Keng Whye is still online. But then maybe they're just leaving their computer running and they went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know what I wanted to post about just now. **** I censored the word -.- I believe my blog is family friendly I'm sure that word has never been used before in my posts right? Or has it? ... Either way. NP is getting to me WTF. It's freaking irritating that there are so many things to commit to. Not that I cannot commit to something but it's just hard when there's no interest or passion or whatever in it. If that's the case then it would be useless. If it were me then I would just rather not do the job, even if it concerns my marks/impressions on people/whatever. I'm a strong believer of doing a job with passion and there must be interest and motivation and blahblah WAHAHAHAH. That was total crap. Who would believe that man. Everybody probably just believes I'm as lazy as it can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what I wanted to post about had something to do with change. Or my New Year's resolutions. Either way. Change isn't always for the worse right? I mean. It really depends though. Most of the time when somebody is said to have changed it's always meant in a negative way. I think it's because people are afraid of something that is unfamiliar to them, something that might not feel close to them. In that sense, just because a person has changed either in terms of personality or looks it feels as if that person is becoming more distant to you. Or maybe not. I think I'm thinking too much again. But then I'm saying this because ChinChye said I've changed. But I don't think my case is what I mentioned earlier. All he said was that I've become more sarcastic, moving now more into actually hurting people. I kind of thought about it and I think he's actually right. Hmmmm. Obviously I've changed. I mean if you knew me from before then you would have known that I didn't seen so talkative last time. Now I'm shooting my mouth off alot, especially with sarcastic comments. I remember something in Chinese lesson or what talking about whether it is the environment that changes the person or the person that changes the environment. It's kind of a debate that won't end much. I mean, if you enter a new environment you have got to learn to adapt to it so that you won't lose out right? But then there's the whole thing about people changing the environment and causing the earth harm. Even though the word 'environment' is in a different context in both sentences. It just depends on the perspective. I realise there are many topics to be debated on. Which I obviously will not cover now -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this show 'Sounds of Style 2005' showing now on Channel Five. Destiny's Child was the opening act like, YEAH! It's so sad that they split up D: Their voices blend together like how me and watching TV blend together. Yes, it's that good. And it's quite sad that Beyonce was the only one who made it big. I would have liked it if Kelly and Michelle also did well after the split. Anyways, I realise I watch lots of chick flicks -.- But then I only watch the chick flicks because of the actresses in them :D Like ANNE HATHAWAY. I watched Ella Enchanted just now. I know it's not a very great movie but it's nice 'cause she's in it. YEAH. Don't you think she's damn cute in the show? Blahs, at least I think that way. LOL. And Princess Diaries and Princess Diaries 2. YESSSS. And I realise the show I mentioned is repeated many times on TV already -.- HAHA. Because I remember watching something like that before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing is addictive. Once you start, you can't really stop. At least that's the case for me. This is why my endings in compositions are somewhat abrupt. But seriously. Just now I couldn't think about what I wanted to post about but now I can't stop thinking about what to post about. But I think I will stop for now because my hands feel numb and I want to go lie on my bed already -.- Still not sleepy though. Maybe I'll go re-read another book. Sigh. How pathetic it is when you have no money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAN!EL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-8771619052465301524?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/8771619052465301524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/8771619052465301524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-christmas-d-okay-i-have-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-7069465210724005130</id><published>2007-12-25T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T00:10:37.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T'is the season to be jolly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAN!EL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-7069465210724005130?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/7069465210724005130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/7069465210724005130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-everyone-d-tis-season.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-5624641671322252487</id><published>2007-12-23T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T18:32:07.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people yes I'm here again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I know not a lot of people come to check my blog but I still must remind all of you that I changed from my new number back to my old one. I believe my old number is in the telephone relay system. So unless you want to end up smsing or talking to my dad then I suggest you change my number in your contacts now. HAHA. It's the 9220____ one, by the way. My dad said that somebody called that number and the person started by saying 'Chee!' or something. I don't know if I can believe him or not because he also said that my primary school classmate [AnQi, for those who know.] called me and I was like -.- because the missed call list didn't even have that person's name. But I believe that person who called was WeiQi. And my father was also laughing at that sms that SinYi sent saying that she and WeiQi were very pathetic 'cause there was only the two of them bowling. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I'm watching the Star Awards which I missed last week for bowling. It's pretty boring. And it's like even though the presenters and the hosts make an effort to make the show more interesting, it still doesn't work. And judging from what I read from 8 Days, the focus is on Fann and Chris again. Is anyone else bored of them? Well, I am. It's like. The two of them don't really act much in Singaporean shows yet they get spotlight. Same goes to Zoe Tay. I mean. There are other people who actually are still acting and yet they are like nothing. Oh and. Why are the actors and actresses all so freaking dead. The hosts have a hard time and they're not cooperating much. Blah. How the hell did Zhang Yao Dong get a nomination for Best Actor? Now that, is a mystery. Which of course can be easily solved. I don't want to say what's the answer 'cause I think people have had enough of me criticising Singaporean stuff. Soooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went bloghopping just now and I realise that there actually are Filipino teens in Singapore. It's not that it's freaking rare or what but most of the time I see them going to Australia or USA. I wonder why they would come to Singapore. I'm not counted of course since I'm half Singaporean. [I'm going into self-hate mode now] I think I have bad genes. That's what made me what I am today. Sigh. I'm talking about the physical aspect obviously, 'cause I'm pretty much satisfied with my psychological well being, no matter how much I'm at risk of some mental illness. It's like I look at them and they look good and I'm like. Kinda makes me wonder what I would look like if I were purely filipino. Not that I'm saying that all filipinos are good looking, of course. But. I'm going to push the blame. I'm going to blame my dad. Because judging from my mom's younger photos I believe she looks okay. Pretty actually until pregnancy which practically stole her youth. LOLS. YOU KNOW WHAT. This paragraph was total crap. I think I'm thinking too much. Blahs. You can just ignore what I wrote there I was just ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! I kind of realised what kind of a horribly unhealthy life I'm leading, so I thought of what possible conditions or illnesses I could have, like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;strong&gt;Diabetes&lt;/strong&gt; - Obviously this is freaking obvious but I seriously hope my sugar level is down now. Though I seriously doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;Senile Dementia&lt;/strong&gt; - I'm freaking afraid of this but you don't normally get this after 60 right? So for now I'm still safe ;D [but that's not much of an encouragement anyway]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;Narcolepsy&lt;/strong&gt; - I just totally found out about this and it sounds creepy. HAHA. It's some chronic disease of the brain and the first and main symptom to appear is Excessive Daytime Sleepiness. I shall copy something I found "Narcolepsy begins (has its onset) usually in teenagers or young adults and affects both sexes equally. The first symptom to appear is EDS, which may remain unrecognized for a long time in that it develops gradually over time. The other symptoms can follow EDS by months or years." Die. What if I have that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;strong&gt;Depression&lt;/strong&gt; - I fear I suffer from this what if I do. But even if I do, my case would be like. Cannot really be seen. And I already suffer from many of the symptoms of it. I wonder if I'm moving into social withdrawal. I highly doubt that though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;strong&gt;Noise Induced Hearing Loss&lt;/strong&gt; - This is less likely though I went to a webpage which tells you how to tell if your hearing is damaged, and it sounds like my ears are damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The narcolepsy and depression comes from sleep deprivation, which I obviously suffer from [HAHA]. And it also causes craving for carbohydrates. I know, O.O It makes me eat more. I think the main solution for me is to sleep? WHAT KIND OF SOLUTION IS THAT MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim Jeong Hoon on Star Awards. He sang live on the Post Show Party? What do you call the thing -.- He sounds quite good. I don't have anything to do now D: I think I have blogthings that I did a long time ago. It's only a little though but what the heck I'll post them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 45% Normal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/hownormalareyouquiz/somewhat-normal.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While some of your behavior is quite normal...&lt;br /&gt;Other things you do are downright strange&lt;br /&gt;You've got a little of your freak going on&lt;br /&gt;But you mostly keep your weirdness to yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/hownormalareyouquiz/"&gt;How Normal Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #999999" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In a Past Life...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/pastlifegenerator/past-life.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Were: An Evil Herbalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where You Lived: Tibet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You Died: Buried alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/pastlifegenerator/"&gt;Who Were You In a Past Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer changes everytime but this was the first answer I got so I decided to put this instead. Buried alive! I hope I won't die like that in this life. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chance You'll Live to 100: 52%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/willyouliveto100quiz/100.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a decent chance of living to 100, especially if you're still fairly young.&lt;br /&gt;You take pretty good care of yourself, but you could always do better.&lt;br /&gt;Get enough sleep and relax. Life isn't a race. The slower you go... the further you'll get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/willyouliveto100quiz/"&gt;Will You Live to 100?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll live to 50. WAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #999999" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Were a Dog&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatanimalwereyouinapastlifequiz/dog.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an excellent companion and a loyal friend.&lt;br /&gt;A good protector, you smell trouble before it arrives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatanimalwereyouinapastlifequiz/"&gt;What Animal Were You In a Past Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is quite a useless quiz. I thought I was an evil herbalist in my past life?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Mind is 85% Cluttered&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howclutteredisyourmindquiz/clutter-5.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is incredibly cluttered. You have so much going on in there, it's hard to think straight.&lt;br /&gt;Consider talking to a therapist. It's a good idea to sort through your thoughts, if only to see which ones are worth hanging on to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howclutteredisyourmindquiz/"&gt;How Cluttered is Your Mind?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Will Be a Cool Parent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/wouldyoubeacoolparentquiz/parent-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem to naturally know a lot about parenting, and you know what kids need.&lt;br /&gt;You can tell when it's time to let kids off the hook, and when it's time to lay down the law.&lt;br /&gt;While your parenting is modern and hip, it's not over the top.&lt;br /&gt;You know that there's nothing cool about a parent who acts like a teenager... or a drill sergeant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/wouldyoubeacoolparentquiz/"&gt;Would You Be a Cool Parent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is cool. HAHA. In the future if they still have blogs and my kids feel that I'm a lame parent I will show them this. PROOF THAT I WILL BE A COOL PARENT :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #999999" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Dreams Mean...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoyourdreamsmeanquiz/bad.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams seem to show that you're very preoccupied with your fears and problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These bad dreams indicate that you need to spend more time on your issues during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams tend to reflect your insecurities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a very vivid imagination and a rich creative mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You secretly want to hide your dreams from your waking mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoyourdreamsmeanquiz/"&gt;What Do Your Dreams Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit I have a vivid imagination. Hey this quiz is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if anyone will notice [well now that I've mentioned it obviously you will notice -.-] but I tried to use proper English in this post. I'm sure there aren't any Singlish terms lying around in my post. I think so. I'm off to eat my Lunner. Lunch + Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAN!EL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-5624641671322252487?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/5624641671322252487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/5624641671322252487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello-people-yes-im-here-again.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-1026918430551021794</id><published>2007-12-20T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T23:15:35.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"There are, however, concerns about the accuracy of this voting procedure. As most, if not all, voters would have attempted to pair their own favorite with another contestant who in their view was the most unlikely winner so as to give their own singular favorite the most advantage possible (i.e. negative pairing). Under that circumstance, an undesirable effect may be that the unintended negative votes would actually accumulate to a large number if the majority decided on the same contestant as the candidate for negative pairing. In that event the result could be interpreted as voting for not the most popular idol but for a contestant that viewers believe to be the weakest candidate to become Asian Idol."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that is the case with Asian Idol. I know it's like long time already but each time I look at the cover of 8 Days I'm reminded of the fact that an undeserving person won Asian Idol. Seriously. And stupid Ken Lim should shut the hell up about how Hady has the most appeal. But at least he was right when he said the person who will win is not the one who can sing the best. Or rather, the person who sang the &lt;strong&gt;worst&lt;/strong&gt; won. I wouldn't even have minded if Jaclyn won instead of Mau because I think she deserves to win more lah. But come on, seriously. I think they shouldn't even have Asian Idol in the first place if the competition is more commercial than seeing who is more talented. It's freaking irritating. And Jerald is a proven suck up. I was telling him about Asian Idol then he said Yeah lor the philippines idol sang so well. I was like, don't try to suck up -.- And he denied it and I asked him if he actually heard her sing then he said no. SEEEEEEEEEE. (emphasis!) Tsktsk. Aiya urgh. They're showing Asian Idol again now on tv and I'm like ..... I feel like punching Hady in TV. And I just totally realised that if you voted for Hady then you have committed a sin. See Singapore = SIN. Don't mind me I'm just venting. But WAHLAO. They did a right thing to show Asian Idol again but it would be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MUCH NICER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; show if they didn't show Hady singing. Then the show would be nice to watch! I'm still freaking irritated I cannot stand it lah. WTF. Even though I don't understand the vietnamese language I still think the Vietnam Idol sang better can -.- And mind you it's not because of the fact that she's pretty (although she really is!) she has a nice voice okay! And the only thing that killed her was song choice + speaking english. AHHHHH OMG I cannt stand it! I think I should go bang my head on the wall. This is injustice I tell you! INJUSTICE! Where is the Justice League when you need them?! Mau Marcello! SEEEEE singing competitions should be about finding talent and not based on looks. Not like the stupid Ken Lim who always talks about commercial value I'm like WTH stupid person who only wants to earn money. I'm not being biased okay I'm just speaking the truth. Stupid stupid stupid aiya I don't think I can stop talking about this so I shall just stop myself lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I'm supposed to post about stuff that should have been posted long ago but since they happened one week ago then might as well not post le lah hor. Aiya all you need to know is that we saw one thing called &lt;u&gt;SHISHAMO&lt;/u&gt; and it refers to YeeLing. HAHAHAHAHA. Okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I never noticed the first time I watched Asian Idol but Paul who's a judge from Malaysian Idol said that Mau being from Philippines, "a country with traditionally good singers", he expected alot from her. Yay I don't mind if he wasn't quite satisfied but yay he praised Philippines. Okay now I'm being biased like =p but I don't care this is my blog. If you're not happy then you can talk in your own blog about how great Singapore is but yay Paul said that. LOL.* *Oh and the indian idol changes the hand he uses to hold the mike after each line of Everything I Do. Is that planned? O.O And he got killed by his english song too -.-* *Ken Lim freaking sucks just listen to how he criticises other idols but praises hady like shit. He said the song by Mau was overdone. I'm telling you if I were there I would have run on the stage and snatched the microphone from either of the hosts (preferably Daniel and shun bian tell him that he cannot host and oh, that we have the same name) and scold Ken Lim. Yessss. Ken Lim sucks.* *And just for that split moment Phuong Vy reminded me of Joey Yung. HAHA. Just that I think the former's prettier =p*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! I should get back to my main point already. I think I should just post about yesterday. Okay so errrr. I slept at 5am? Yeah so I was still sleeping when YanRu called me at 2pm and woke me up. Lols. And I still went to cut my hair after that. And there were people there so by the time my hair was cut it was 3.30 and I haven't bathed yet and the drinks and utensils haven't been bought and I had to be at WeiQi's house by 4 -.- Yeah so I rush rush rush and spent like 25 bucks ($#*&amp;amp;)@#*&amp;amp;@*$ at NTUC then take cab like $#*&amp;amp;#@*!)^&amp;amp;#* again so expensive. Sigh. I reached Choa Chu Kang at like 5 plus? And there wasn't much going on there? Errrr yeah. Oh then after awhile me, Eunice, YanRu, SinYi and Jeanice went to Lot 1 to eat at KFC. Ate Banditto. And YeeLing came to meet us there too. Okay my memory is failing me this is going to be vague. Then we walked to Eunice's house to take her Bee Hoon and dessert. HAHA. Oh YeeLing actually told WeiQi on the phone that we going to take &lt;strong&gt;desert&lt;/strong&gt; from Eunice house. LOL. Eunice's mom recognises me O.O Hah so funny. Then Eunice lah! She want to reach WeiQi's house before the others so she make me run with her back to WeiQi's house! Some more I carrying the food lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we got back there was some problem with cooking the food on the aluminium tray? -.- I pity WeiQi. I forgot what happened after that O.O I guess it was just mingling wih your own friends again. Oh I read magazines -.- and talked to people. It was pretty late by the time JieJun and the other four went off to Valerie's house to cook the food. And we wanted to watch a movie, but I awakened the conscience in them. LOL. Because it would be kind of bad if they came back and found like a few people there right? Yeah so we just spent the time there talking rap. LOLS. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. I totally forgot what I did there -.- Then JieJun, Valerie, WeiJia, XiuHuan and SinYi came back from cooking and brought like tons of food but somehow I got full very easily. Their food makes people full. HaHa. Then we eat eat eat and packed up soon after. It was like we didn't do anything much? Then after that it was like 10.11pm when we were near the mrt station wondering what to do? Yeah so some people went home while me, ChinChye, WeiJia, YiXie, Eunice and WeiQi went up to Shaw to see movie times. In the end the next time was 11.15 and the rest of them didn't want to watch lah. So we went down and we realised that we spent half an hour stoning upstairs. Thennnnnnn. We went down to MRT station and stoned there again. -.- For like quite long time. In the end Eunice and WeiQi went home and the rest of us took 188.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WeiJia alighted at her house the bus stop so left with me, ChinChye and YiXie. We sat to Chevrons and YiXie went home after that. So the two of us went up and we saw the bowling alley open but it was full -.- Like, many people playing late at night. So sad. So we kind of risked it again and took 99 to Clementi and walked to West Bowl O.O Oh but yay! It paid off okay. There were people but it wasn't full! So me and ChinChye bought two games each and played! Woots. Both of us were like underperforming. WAHAHA. I got like 117 and 108 and ChinChye got errr. Forgot his first game I know second game was 88. I think by the time we finished it was around 1.17am? But West Bowl still hadn't closed yet. We almost played another game but we were afriad we wouldn't have enough money to go back home. Haha! So in the end we just sat there and talked and talked and talked. ChinChye is a good ranting buddy. Lols. But anyway we talked until the guy was like switching off the lights so we went out. And ChinChye looked at the time and it was like, 3 plus already. Huh. So fast. We walked to some bus stop opposite central and there was nightrider going right to my house! Damn lucky. ChinChye didn't have direct but he went to Bukit Gombak I think? And he took taxi home from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was right and ChinChye's bus came first so I was like waiting and waiting. Then my bus came and the driver gave me this "you're not supposed to be here" look. And there was only one creepy looking woman on the bus who stared at me as I walked to my seat. So freaky. I smsed ChinChye that maybe she's a ghost HAHAHAHA. Okay that's lame -.- Anyway! The bus ride was damn fast. And I realise I can walk home by following the MRT track - the You Zhuan style! I was bored so I decided to stop at Tiong Bahru Park and I walked around it before walking back home. Lols. At 4.30am I still had the mood to do this kind of thing. And there were people jogging and exercising already and I'm like -.- At least I'm only walking, they come out to exercise at this unearthly hour. If you've been to Tiong park then you will know there's this pyramid-like thing and I saw two people there like laughing and god knows what they were doing O.O Okay so I walked around around and there were people walking around also okay. I'm not the only crazy person around. Blahs so around 5.30 I got bored so I went home. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so that's all that happened. I'm so freaking bored now I have nothing to do. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAN!EL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-1026918430551021794?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/1026918430551021794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/1026918430551021794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/12/there-are-however-concerns-about.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-2751042116298440862</id><published>2007-12-18T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T21:49:21.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO PEOPLE. MY PHONE NUMBER IS CHANGED BACK TO THE OLD ONE. ERRRRRRR. ACTUALLY YOU CAN SMS EITHER ONE IF YOU WANT TO. YEAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's troublesome to keep changing contact. Heehee. Sorry if it's troublesome actually if you don't want to change also don't need to. It's not like anybody ever contacts me anyways -.- Blahs. New blogskin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAN!EL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-2751042116298440862?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/2751042116298440862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/2751042116298440862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-2818843286569705909</id><published>2007-12-18T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T13:52:55.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm watching Barney now on TV and I don't see how Barney can be cute. It's a horrifyingly large &lt;em&gt;purple&lt;/em&gt; monster -.- Who sounds like an idiot and sings dumb songs. HAHA. Jessica will kill me for saying that. But seriously! It's like. Totally -.- I think they should revamp the show if they want to appeal to more people. I say get rid of the cheesy songs and add in cool ones! I mean since it's for kids they should start to introduce nicer songs to help kids transcend into the teenage periods of their lives right? Yes thank you very much I will accept my Nobel Prize now ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Enough laming. I haven't updated about so many days already! Shall start with friday! Went out to meet YangYee. Thankfully he suggested change of location and we went to Great World! Lols. Instead of Clementi, so far =x Anyways. Reached there later than him HAHA 'cause I was walking slowwwwly. So I walked to Macs and couldn't see him and I walked out and called him and walked back in again when I saw him. Lols. Yet again another proof that I'm blind. He was like -.- Can't you see me. Okay then errr. He ate a meal while I ate fries and a sundae. Didn't feel hungry yet lah. After eat eat eat then he took out three poles. WAHAHAHAHA. They resembled those walking sticks for blind people. Maybe he was implying that I should use one. Tsktsk. YangYee you good! Eh actually I can say whatever I want about him 'cause he's in Japan and when he comes back he obviously won't bother to read my posts so he won't know if I say anything bad about him MUAHAHAHAHAHA. Lols. EEERCH. JieJun wants me to go out now 'cause they're short of money to buy food for gathering. Wahlao he just wants me to go out so I can give money can. I feel so WTH. Like an ATM machine but in a bad way. Sigh. I have to go bathe already lah ZZZZZ. Later come back then continue. I haven't even eaten my lunch can. So sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAN!EL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-2818843286569705909?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/2818843286569705909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/2818843286569705909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-watching-barney-now-on-tv-and-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-9037347334993064536</id><published>2007-12-18T04:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T13:11:20.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw the actor who would be playing Edward Cullen and went "Hmmmm ..." I mean. I think it's kind of hard acting someone who could be portrayed like that. Though I've never read the book but I've read about it on Wikipedia which is like so freaking detailed -.- Anyways. I totally realise now why I found that actor so familiar! He played Cedric Diggory in Order of the Phoenix! No wonder! I read about that in Stephenie Meyer's website. I hope it's her real website otherwise I would have been reading a load of bull. &lt;em&gt;And&lt;/em&gt; the person who's writing that needs therapy since it's written in first person. OKAY It should be real lah. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started a post with thoughts on a book I've never read! Blahs. I &lt;s&gt;should&lt;/s&gt;will read it someday; I like vampires! I know, I know -.- But hey, I have this alter ego who lives in this total fantasy world in DreamLand (HI JESS AND SARAH I SEE YOU IN DREAMLAND TOO) So yeah. HAHA. Oh and I like the covers of the books! It's total genius I tell you. I don't see any relevance to the books though. The three titles kind of makes me think of the moon. I think Sarah Dessen could work with Stephenie Meyer and come up with books on titles about moons. Uh huh. I'm totally picturing this right now LMAO. Which totally reminds me. I watched this filipino show and they were asking this question on the topic of internet lingo. And they asked what ROTFL meant. I was like, What? What? In the end it's "Roll On The Floor Laughing" -.- They even use proper English in short forms O.O HAHAHAHA. Eh I'm bored I shall do a quiz. Koped from errrr. SiewKiang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name a friend whose name starts with an 'S'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah! That was the first I thought of. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th person on your missed calls.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YangYee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What did the last text message you receive say?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: "OMG. Hady won. %@!?" WAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you chew your straws?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yessssss. I admit it. Sometimes only though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you have curly hair?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More like. Not straight. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the next concert you are going to?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been to a real concert! Real as in those indoor stadium kinds lah. Not school band type -.- And I don't think I'll be going to any D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is the coolest person in your life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. Tough question. I don't know leh! Jessica?! Nah, she's lame ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What words do you say alot?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my god", "errrr", "HUH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was the last thing you said to someone, and who was it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you watch TV?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW. I wonder why these quizzes ask such difficult questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ever been hunting?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depends on what's the prey. HAHA. If it's like game hunting then no DUH. Hunting for stuff like food or what, yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is marriage in your future?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O I guess so HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When was the last time you said 'I love you' and meant it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now? But I say it without the 'I'. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What should you be doing now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO MANY THINGS. Actually just one. SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you have a nickname?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. But I'm soooooo not gonna list them out -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHA I don't know. Maybe. Somebody's going to say I don't have a romantic soul again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's the youngest in the family?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is drug free the way to be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUH, if you had any brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you clean up nice?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo not answering this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where was the last time you slept, besides your house?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class chalet! Pasir Ris Costa Sands. On the bed and the floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best movie you've seen in the past two weeks?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead Silence. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who do you trust the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend! [OMG LOLLLL. SO FUNNY.] See you should be feeling honoured okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Do you like chinese food?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmm. Depends. As long as it's not spicy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. How big is your bed?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAH I HATE MY BED O.O Okay I'm not answering the question but =p it's my post. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Is your room clean?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a certain extent but definitely not sparkling clean. WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Laptop or Desktop computer?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH I HATE MY COM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Favourite comedian?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A filipino comedian! HAHA. Pokwang. Even her name's funny lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Do you smoke?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOO. Never. If I ever do smoke I'll kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Does anyone like you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah. Don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. What's the most sexiest thing about Condoleeza Rice?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like her name! But it isn't sexy -.- Nothing? Don't you think she has a cool name and surname!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Sleep with or without clothes on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITH. Or freeze to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Who sleeps with you every night?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully nothing! WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Do long distance relationships work?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah my girlfriend's in Indonesia. HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. How many times have you been pulled over by the police?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None ;D Such a law abiding citizen *flash big smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Pancakes or french toast?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pancakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Do you like coffee?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES COFFEE ALL THE WAYYYYY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. How do you like your eggs?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, fried. Or scrambled, boiled, half boiled. Steamed! Okay I can't think of any other method and I so do not like raw eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Do you believe in astrology?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, if I ever have the time to read it. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Last person on your missed call list?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last on the list is a public phone used by HoKit. We tried calling it back and it didn't ring but it showed 'phone busy' or something like that. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. What was the last text message you received?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeated question -.- Look up for answer if you have eyes. If you don't have eyes, you wouldn't even be here anyway -.- HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. McDonalds or Burger King?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEFINITELY Mac! I don't think burger king's fit to call themselves the king of burgers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Number of pillows?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two! One for head, one for feet! LOL. I should get one more for my back -.- Then I would be elevated! Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Last thing you ate?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brownies which are like fattening -.- My mum forced me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Last thing you bought?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A taxi ride to Marina South? LOL. If taxi rides are not counted then Oreo Crush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. What are you hearing right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wild? Lion cubs fighting? I'm watching Animal Planet -.- There are no other shows at this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;What kind of jelly do you like on your PB &amp;amp; J sandwich?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Can you play pool?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess so? HAHA. Don't think I'm very good at it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. Do you know how to swim?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah but it is useless for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. Favourite ice cream?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate chip! And errr. Chocolate? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Do you like maps?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not! They guide you around if you're lost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Tell me a random fact.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that Mr. Bean a.k.a Rowan Atkinson is already 52 years old? I didn't know! Random enough? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. Ever had a hard on at work?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quiz is obviously intended for a guy -.- First of all, I don't have work. Second of all, who asks this kind of questions?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. Ever attended a theme party?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't intend to. I think it's just lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. Ever do a leg stand?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only ever heard of handstands and aren't we already standing on our legs?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. Craziest place you ever slept?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach? On the sand? I dozed off looking at the moon. WAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. What is your favourite season?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter! Brrrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. What is the first music video you have ever seen?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- How am I supposed to remember. It's not like there's a file of 'firsts' in my memory. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. Pick a movie quote.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the memory problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38. Favourite quote.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I have one. Even if I did I wouldn't be able to remember it ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. Where is your favourite hangout?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind? LOLS. Hmmmmm. Bowling alley?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you there was some problem with the spacing when I copied and paste so I wrote out all the questions manually okay. &lt;em&gt;And&lt;/em&gt; another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEVEN THINGS THAT SCARE ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Heights!&lt;br /&gt;2. Losing my friends D:&lt;br /&gt;3. Insects. Okay this is more of disgust. I even hate butterflies -.-&lt;br /&gt;4. Breathing difficulties [It makes you feel like you're dying!]&lt;br /&gt;5. Creepy faces&lt;br /&gt;6. ME! [I look so bad that I scare myself in the mirror!]&lt;br /&gt;7. Paranoia [It gets to you, I tell you!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEVEN THINGS THAT I LOVE THE MOST!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My friends! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;2. Music!&lt;br /&gt;3. TV!&lt;br /&gt;4. Writing!&lt;br /&gt;5. Reading!&lt;br /&gt;6. Talking! [LOL]&lt;br /&gt;7. Breathing?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEVEN IMPORTANT THINGS IN MY ROOM:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My bed! Like DUH I don't want to sleep on the floor!&lt;br /&gt;2. My handphone!&lt;br /&gt;3. My books! Not textbooks -.-&lt;br /&gt;4. My wallet! Which contains another important thing which is ...&lt;br /&gt;5. MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;6. The TV! To watch DVDs with!&lt;br /&gt;7. Errr. My clothes? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEVEN RANDOM FACTS ABOUT MYSELF:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I don't think they mean &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; random stuff right? Okay I'm short!&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm an extremely fussy eater.&lt;br /&gt;3. I talk alot alot alot if I know you well enough and if you can start on a topic to talk about&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm crazier than I look O.O&lt;br /&gt;5. I like to sing sing sing!&lt;br /&gt;6. I spend alot of money on useless stuff. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;7. I think I give people the impression that I'm not friendly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEVEN THINGS I PLAN TO DO BEFORE I DIE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Travel to every continent in the world except for Antarctica&lt;br /&gt;2. Learn to completely understand &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; speak&lt;strong&gt; and&lt;/strong&gt; write French, Spanish, German, Italian, Tagalog and Korean.&lt;br /&gt;3. Get a new accent. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;4. Learn to love myself [I don't want to die some emo depressing person -.-]&lt;br /&gt;5. Spend more time doing volunteer work. Hopefully in Africa. Or Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;6. Record songs in a studio [Don't you think it would be so cool to own like an album of your own singing?]&lt;br /&gt;7. Get rich :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEVEN THINGS I CAN DO:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Breathe!&lt;br /&gt;2. Move my ears back and forth!&lt;br /&gt;3. Bowl?!&lt;br /&gt;4. Talk alot alot alot!&lt;br /&gt;5. Not sleep for two days&lt;br /&gt;6. Read!&lt;br /&gt;7. Write! [You can see I got desperate at the end. Lol.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEVEN THINGS I CANT DO:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Not talk. D;&lt;br /&gt;2. Not breathe&lt;br /&gt;3. Make a 'U' shape with my tongue [Darn it!]&lt;br /&gt;4. Not eat&lt;br /&gt;5. Live without my computer, no matter how much it sucks&lt;br /&gt;6. Not watch TV!&lt;br /&gt;7. Not having any friends D: [That would be so so sad lah]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEVEN THINGS THAT ATTRACT ME TO THE OPPOSITE SEX:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Okay if you have asked me before and I told you then you would know ;D&lt;br /&gt;2. Her humour?&lt;br /&gt;3. Must be shorter than me WAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;4. She must be smart? Actually as long as we can have a conversation can already.&lt;br /&gt;5. Has the same interests as me? But obviously it would be weird if we liked exactly the same things -.- There wouldn't be any excitement then. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;6. She should be kind?&lt;br /&gt;7. Aiya actually this whole segment is -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEVEN THINGS I LOVE TO SAY THE MOST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Uh huh&lt;br /&gt;2. Riiiiiight&lt;br /&gt;3. WahLao&lt;br /&gt;4. Eh&lt;br /&gt;5. What the hell&lt;br /&gt;6. Shit&lt;br /&gt;7. Huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEVEN CELEB CRUSHES:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Lols. I see girls putting girls leh.]&lt;br /&gt;1. Hmmm. No order of merit. Drew Barrymore! I like her acting!&lt;br /&gt;2. Sarah Geronimo [Never mind if you don't know who she is I don't care WAHAHAH]&lt;br /&gt;3. Emma Watson!&lt;br /&gt;4. Lindsay Lohan before she went horribly wrong. But I think rehab's doing her good though!&lt;br /&gt;5. Jennifer Aniston! I'm telling you Brad Pitt is stupid to go to that fat lipped woman who thinks she's like some greek goddess.&lt;br /&gt;6. I cannot think of any other person leh. Vietnam Idol LOLS. I pity her 'cause her english song wasn't very good.&lt;br /&gt;7. Since I'm on the topic of singers Jaclyn Victor. Her voice is like. WTH. It's a sad sad thing Asia's deaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEVEN PEOPLE I WANT TO SEE DOING THIS QUIZ:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYONE WHO WANTS TO DO THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blahs. This post has been hanging here since Sunday just that I'm too lazy to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAN!EL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-9037347334993064536?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/9037347334993064536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/9037347334993064536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-saw-actor-who-would-be-playing-edward.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-6934658933825100464</id><published>2007-12-14T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T10:42:35.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realised I forgot to post about tuesday. Heck, now still can post! LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday tuesday tuesday. Accompanied HoKit to buy his school pants. I bet with him that if I were late, I would owe him one game and vice versa. In the end I couldn't find my socks so I was like 5 minutes late. On the way! I took a cab to Clementi Central =x and I called the number that HoKit used alot in the holidays to tell him I would be late. In the end his mum picked up the phone and I freaked out and hung up. LOLS. Cause his mum doesn't speak much english anyways and I'm too lazy to use Chinese so I didn't want to talk. HAHA. Oh and there was this motorcyclist, whose shirt was like flying up -.- I suggest he wear a jacket next time he rides his motorcycle. And the taxi driver was driving real quickly. We passed the speed limit and that was the first time I ever noticed it. It was 90 and the driver was between 100 - 110. You see I this kind of person who walks at like god knows what speed so driving so quickly is not good for me. This reminds me though of the time in p5 where I took kengwhye's car to the airport and it was early early morning and his father drove over 140 and I didn't feel it at all. But we were stopped by the traffic police. LOL. Side tracking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I reached Clementi later than HoKit -.- We went to eat at Sumo House and we took Eunice's table! That's the second time I went to sit at number 7. HAHA. Remember the first time was with Jerald and he was happy O.O Ate the same thing again. We weren't wearing school uniform so awwwwww no free food. LOLS. Okay so after that walked to NanHua. To buy school pants. And HoKit was fussing over it -.- WAHAHAHAHA. Saw Jun Wei O.O And then rushed out of NanHua. It felt weird going to school. I think I actually dread going back to school. I was never like that in the past okay! Last time I actually dreaded staying at home 'cause it was so freaking boring. This is what NanHua has done to me. It has turned me into a bad boy. OMG LOL. There was a heavy drizzle when we were walking to West Bowl and HoKit was like, "call Sarah and ask her to come down with an umbrella" when we passed her block. Lol. So then we reached the bowling alley and started to bowl. My thumb hurt right after the first ball I threw and I was trying to figure out how to throw straight again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But but. Thankfully I never did score below 100 :D 108, 140 and 134. The 140 one was only 'cause of spares -.- I got like one strike per game. How sad. Then after that I wanted to play some more games but HoKit didn't want to already so we just sat there and talked after he paid. Oh and, he had to pay extra because the man found out about the changing of score thing at the last frame, something that HoKit and Hadley and JieJun like to do. Tsk tsk. So we were talking and then suddenly HoKit's brother came in with his girlfriend and her parents and I was like O.O HoKit said something like "Hi dog" with a bark or something. Damn funny, you should have been there. And suddenly HoKit said he wanted to play another game -.- I think it was for the sake of competing to see who's better. HAHA. His brother was errrrrrrrrrrr and he was teaching his girlfriend. It was something like a case of the blind leading the blind. Hah, I think I sound harsh. =p I forgot what's my score but I had three strikes and I still scored not very well. Damn frustrated at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. And I was wearing shoes which were too small for my feet so my toes were like bent and it hurt real bad even when I took the shoes off. I didn't want to change them 'cause I don't like the idiotic guy at the counter -.- Blahs. Hmmmmmmm. Then errr. Oh HoKit was rushing me to return the shoes quickly because he wanted to see his brother's score. They're like. I think they can start a catfight. WAHAHAHAHA. Went to Central again for HoKit to do some banking. LOLS. I hated the sight of his wallet because it was filled with hundred dollar notes $.$ I think there was over three thousand and I was like. AHHHHHHHHH. My money issues were coming back. But I couldn't carry all those money with me or I'd spend it in a day. I was totally thinking about taking a cab home 'cause I was lazy to take public transport HAHAHA. This is how easily I can spend my money. I was saying that me and HoKit spend quite alot but I spend it on useless stuff while he spends it on branded stuff which in my POV has no difference to me spending my money. Cause the only thing he goes for is brand and it's quite a waste of money. Since you can get the same kind of stuff at cheaper prices. Anyways. I fought the urge to take a cab! I finally went to top up my EZ link card and I took MRT. I still haven't taken my EZ link yet. The student pass. -.- Too lazy to go there. LOLS. That's one of the few things my mom has to hold against me everyday. &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt; There's a price to pay for everything after all. Because of some technical problem they didn't open the doors at RedHill so I had to stop at Tiong. I'm guessing someone in heaven wanted me to walk home instead of taking a bus. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop being lazy. That should be one of my New Year Resolutions. Though I don't think much of resoutions. I don't really the point though. Since there's nobody to make sure you actually get those goals. I guess that's the main part of it. Self-discipline. That is so not my thing. Blahs who cares. OMFG. I'm seriously slow. I only know now that Ellen voiced Dory! Dory! My fave character on Finding Nemo 'cause I have the same condition! No wonder Ellen keeps cracking jokes about Finding Nemo and wondering when they'll start Finding Nemo 2. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DumDeeDum. It's 10.40 now and I have to go prepare to go out to Clementi already. Lest I'm late -.- My mom knows how much money I spend and she nagged at me for that. So in the bid to save money I have decided to take a bus there. My god. The last I took a bus was on my birthday HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAN!EL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-6934658933825100464?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/6934658933825100464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/6934658933825100464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-just-realised-i-forgot-to-post-about.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-2442312639513224388</id><published>2007-12-12T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T16:15:11.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm bored D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, identify yourself as right or left brain person:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hold your hands together, as if you were praying. Look at your hands. If you see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left thumb is below the right thumb ---&gt; left brain&lt;br /&gt;Right thumb is below the left thumb ---&gt; right brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Fold your arms in front of you (as if you are angry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right arm above left arm ---&gt; left brain&lt;br /&gt;Left arm above right arm ---&gt; right brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on 1+2 (order important), below is the interpretation of your personality:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right-Left: Considerate, traditional, indirect. Can instinctively read other's emotion, andrespond friendly by natures. Although not very into taking initiatives in moving forward, but this person will always take a step back in supporting others. Stable personality and considerate, give others a being protected feeling. But the weakness is they cannot say no; regardless how unwilling they are, they will take care of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right-Right: Loves challenges. Straightforward. Once they decided on one thing, will take action right away. Very curious, and love challenges. Dare to face dangers without thinking through (sometimes foolishly). Their weakness is they don't listen to others, will filter in only what whey want to hear in a conversation, and very subjective. However, because of their straightforward attitude, they tend to be fairly popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left-Left: Dedicated, cold, perfectionist. Very logical in all aspects. The only way to defeat (or win over) him/her is through reasons. Has a lot of prides, and feeling strongly about doing the right thing. If they are your friends, they are very trustworthy. However, if they are your opponents, they will be very tough to deal with. Because they can be very 'anal' as a perfectionist, they usually leave a bad impression of being hard to deal with when first met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left-Right: Likes to take care of others, leader. Has a cool and keen observation ability to see through situations, yet still can be considerate in others needs. Because of their cool and calm nature, and strong sense of responsibility, they tend to become head of a group. Popular among people. However, they may not be able to help themselves in meddling because they want to take care of others too much. Very concerned about how others view them, and always on alert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm left-left. I think it's good stuff! Since I'm bored still, I shall do the other quiz that's on TYT's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting Time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15:15&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daniel!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;None&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eleven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are u wearing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shirt and shorts lah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Number:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOUR&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Drink/beverage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sprite. Or Iced Milo. Or Chocolate Frappucino. Or Oreo Crush. Or Honey Dew Ice-blended. Lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Breakfast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bacon and eggs! Plus sausages! Or just an egg sandwich.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Have You Ever&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken a bone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been on a boat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nope. Don't want to either.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep in school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah. Like, orientation camp. Plus that time I was sick and slept during greenwave presentation to Chia. LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone's heart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No DUH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried when someone died:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell off your chair:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yessssss. How dumb. HAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saved emails:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmmm. Think so.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been cheated on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheated on someone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheated on a test:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yessss I'm so dishonest =x&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Your room like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It sucks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats right beside you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My handphone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erm. Egg sandwich. I haven't eaten my lunch yet and it's 3.35! Gastric already -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken pox:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Long long ago.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore-throat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think my throat is cursed with permanent sore throat -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stitches:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thankfully, no.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken nose:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nope. My nose is ugly enough!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You Like picnics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmmmmm. Depends on location.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like School:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School, maybe. NanHua, HELL NO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you danced with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't dance. (HSM 2 LOLL)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person who makes you smile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HoKit. Yesterday. Damn funny.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who Did you last yell at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forgot. Errrrr. Aiya forgot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Obviously &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spongebob laughing like an idiot?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hated someone in your family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What car do you wish to have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No preference.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you sing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyonce can sing. It's just a matter of whether you sing good or bad. LOLS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diamond or pearl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diamond. $.$&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In doors or outdoors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:/ Depends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today did you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Talk to someone you like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I stayed at home the whole day -.- Oh I just talked to HoKit!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HoKit. I like all my friends okay!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Get sick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sick of the house, yeah. But I have a slight fever at 37.7 degrees.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHA just now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Miss someone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss all my friends!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Last person who&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Was in your bed besides you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cassie! OMG LOL. Oh it's not counted. The quiz says person.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 . Talked to on the phone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HoKit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Made you cry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't know. Probably some actor in some touching show I watched. HAHA. So far nobody has made me cry like in real life leh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Went to the movies with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eunice, SinYi, WeiQi and Jeanice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Went to the mall with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Errrrrr. Don't know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Been to Europe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nope D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Been to Asia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG This is like, the hardest question in the whole quiz. Give me a moment to ponder on this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.been to Russia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Been to the Bahamas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Been to Australia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WahLao T.T This quiz is making me sad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Been to Africa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D: But would want to go there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Been to Mexico:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Been to Canada:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Been to U.S.:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you like someone at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah my friends!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What books are you reading right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Supernaturalist, which is an old old book. I intend to go get Twilight. HAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Best feeling in the world:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Errrrr. Knowing that you have someone to count on?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Future kids names:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh oh! Amelia and Yvaine (See Jessica!). For guys, not yet decided. LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nope. Though there are tons beside my bed. All not mine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time finished:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16:04&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I finished already. I did it so slowly 'cause I was watching TV in between. I intend to go get Twlight, as I mentioned. I read something like the review or what and I found it interesting! Especially since there are vampires and werewolves. Which is close to magic which is what I really like. HAHA. Most of my books are those magic kinds. That's like the most appealing kind of book to me. Andddd that explains why I like &lt;em&gt;Charmed&lt;/em&gt; too. HAHA. Hurray for magic! I feel freaking cold for I don't know what reason D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAN!EL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-2442312639513224388?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/2442312639513224388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/2442312639513224388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-bored-d-first-identify-yourself-as.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-3592395232211532218</id><published>2007-12-12T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T12:44:40.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Loll. The game from SiewKiang. Since I'm bored and all :D But not many people read my blog anyways and I know so little people. HAHA. I'm half anti-social. Apparently you're supposed to Google the person's name like this: " _______ needs... " and then you link it to a line in the first entry that turns up in your search. Quirky. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chin Chye needs... to do 19 times pumping [O.O it's from a blog LMAO]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice needs... a full body sensation to be happy [Lol? It came in a full sentence!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evia needs... to take this week off [Eh I think she's very free anyways. HAHA.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hadley needs... a new home [His home is good enough already lah. Why my search results so boring. Lols.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HoKit needs... math games [This is weird lah.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeanice needs... a shower, clean socks or an extra bus ticket [Errrr. Lol?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerald needs... help showering [HAHA. SiewKiang's answer is right! I searched the exact same thing!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica needs... coffee [HELLO HELLO STARBUCKS! ;D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JieJun needs... to get in touch [That was the best I could get from the first entry!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah needs... a cold shower [LOLOLOL]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SinYi needs... to leverage its size [Huh?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie needs... some help [It was the heading. HAHA.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valerie needs... no respect for her privacy [Okay HAHA but you shouldn't follow this!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WeiJia needs... discount reservation service [UH HUH]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WeiJie needs... to do what people say [WeiJie you must be obedient!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WeiQi needs... to contain the word server [This game is weird.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WeiYue needs... to hide the coin [Right.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YangYee needs... to be improved to ease access [This sounds wrong. HAHA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YeeLing needs... to head global marketing [What a bright future. Lols.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe needs... to get some air [Relax more Zoe!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmm. There, that's done. There weren't really any nice search results so there aren't much funny ones. So sad. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAN!EL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-3592395232211532218?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/3592395232211532218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/3592395232211532218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/12/loll.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-8838528199372647618</id><published>2007-12-09T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T20:46:16.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I stayed at home the whole time again but I'm still posting. Lols. Hmmmm. Oh yeah they're showing the Star Awards 25 Years Something Something I don't know now on channel 8. I'm wondering if JieJun is in Singapore 'cause this is his kind of show. HAHA. I think it's sad that Xie Shao Guang is not in the show. He's retired or something right? But he had quite a lot of good roles I think. And he's not present. And I saw XiaoWei's blog and she said that Sharon Au is going to the Star Awards. A thing for JieJun to look forward to. LOL. Oh and Kim Jeong Hoon also. I almost died laughing when I read that in 8 Days a few weeks ago. It's like, &lt;strong&gt;WHY&lt;/strong&gt;? Why would he want to come here? Damn funny. And I think that Wu Qi Xian guy sings better than 绝对 SuperStar people. So random. Oh no! I'm becoming Sarah O.O Randomness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways. The only form of entertainment for me is watching TV. Even though there's nothing much to watch. I like watching the SEA games! The medal tally yesterday was like. Singapore 16 Gold Medals and Philippines 14 Gold Medals. It's a case of supporting my mum's or my dad's country. LOLS. Though I think Singapore will win. I'm so nice okay I'm being realistic. Oh and I was telling HoKit it looked weird at one medal ceremony thing where Philippines won the gold and Singapore won silver and bronze. And when the flags were raised it was like Philippines flag in between two Singapore flags. Aiya it doesn't sound weird to you but it looked funny to me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a runny nose! So sad. It was so freaking cold this morning! So cold that my whole body felt cold. And mind you my temperature these few days were like. Fever range. Now also lah since it's not cold now. Blah this sucks. Hmmmmmmm. Oh my money saving programme! Hasn't even started yet. Lols. My DVDs are still not returned 'cause I'm too lazy to go for a three minute walk to return them. I'm guessing they're horribly overdue and I don't want to pay! *sigh* It's raining again and this totally sucks. As much as I love the rain I don't want to fall sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost puking as I hear Campus Superstar people singing that 早安老师 song. Blahs. Seeee this is my short short post. I shall go search for any nice quiz to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAN!EL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-8838528199372647618?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/8838528199372647618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/8838528199372647618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-stayed-at-home-whole-time-again-but.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-3621149934303042186</id><published>2007-12-07T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T14:40:45.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ripped from Jessica who ripped from Kristal who might have ripped from someone else and so on and so forth you get the idea. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a stupidity/neurotic test.&lt;br /&gt;If you get 18 or less, you're not stupid. Otherwise... hehe go to the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gum has fallen out of your mouth when you were talking.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gum has fallen out of your mouth when you were NOT talking.&lt;br /&gt;[x]You have ran into a glass/screen door.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You have jumped out of a moving vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have thought of something funny and laughed, then people gave you weird looks. (OH NO IM SO GUILTY OF THIS)&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have ran into a tree.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] It IS possible to lick your elbow.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You just tried to lick your elbow.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You never knew that the Alphabet and Twinkle Twinkle Little Star have the same rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You just tried to sing them. (THIS QUIZ IS EVIL IT MADE ME DO THIS! WAHLAO D;)&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have tripped on your shoelace and fallen.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have choked on your own spit.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have seen the the Matrix and still don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You didn't notice that in the last question "the" was spelled twice.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You just looked at it.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your hair is blonde/dirty blonde.&lt;br /&gt;[x] People have called you SLOW.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have accidentally caught something on fire.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You tried to drink out of a straw, but it went into your nose.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have caught yourself drooling.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've fallen asleep in class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] If someone says "fart" you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You just laughed.&lt;br /&gt;Total : 1 (this part was just weird O.O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Sometimes you just stop thinking.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You tell a story and forget what you were talking about.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] People are often shaking their heads and walking away from you.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are often told to use your "inside voice".&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You use your fingers to do simple math.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have eaten a bug.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are taking this test when you should be doing something important.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have put your clothes on backwards or inside out, and didn't realize it.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've looked all over for something and realized it was in your hand or pocket.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You sometimes post bulletins because you are scared that what they say will happen to you even when you know it won't happen to you.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You break a lot of things. (I broke so many of my cups that I've given up and used plastic ones instead LOLS)&lt;br /&gt;Total : 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your friends know not to use big words around you.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You sometimes tilt your head when you're confused.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have fallen out of your chair before.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] When you're laying in bed, you try to find pictures in the texture of the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;[x] The word "umm" is used many times a day.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got 12 :D Okay that doesn't exactly prove anything but still. :D LOLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have absolutely nothing to do, that's why I'm here and not sleeping when it's considered night time now according to my body. Yeah. I have DVD that I have not returned yet! I think it's overdue and all so I shall ask my dad to return it. NYEHEHEHEHEHE. I have no money! Hmmmmmmm. I watched Prime Time Morning again! The surprising thing though, was that I &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; sleep. At 1 am this morning and I woke up without any alarm clock at 7 am. Yay me! Anyways. They were interviewing these winners for a competition like Roving DV. except it was regional. I don't think the video was creative at all =p It was about kampong life and I don't see how that can be very creative. Hmmmmm. Maybe the judges have never seen a kampong before that's why they found it creative. In any case, I found it boring. Not that what I think about it actually affects anything tough D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think I'm on a blogging spree again because even though nothing is happening at home I still post and post and post. No matter how short my posts are. It's like talking to myself and I really like it. O.O That sounded crazy okay ignore it! Just in case anyone starts calling Woodbridge. I wonder what it's like there. Oh oh! I'm imagining myself wrapped up and like, moving around the cell and all oooh. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think some people are lucky and they don't realise it. *&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;* And they get what they want but they still want more. I'm goingto start saving money for myself :D Starting from errrrr. Maybe a few days later HAHA. And I fully appreciate the Edusave Scholarship thing no matter how little it is LOLS. Oh maybe it will be more motivation for me. Yay again! Oh and since I'm so freaking bored I picked up the paint brush and started painting my door knob O.O And I went on to paint a little of the door black. My mom and sister thought I was going crazy HAHA. But my mom can't do anything now since there's already black paint on the door. Now she'll have to get me real black paint to finish the door 'cause I used acrylic. LOLS right. I'm trying to design my door. Hmmmmmmmm. I think it will be black and white. Okay that will look weird. But all black is plain! Never mind I shall go and ponder on this. I wonder why I never change blogskin though since I'm so free now. Hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised I forgot to review on Enchanted. We went to watch it on my birthday. It was like a total last minute decision since we bought the tickets five minutes after the movie started. Then, when we went in we all went to the toilet. HAHA. By the time we came out Giselle was almost getting saved by Prince Edward. So basically it's about this girl, Giselle who comes from this cartoon world and a place called Andalasia. Then the evil stepmother (typical) pushes her into the real world and she meets Robert, some lawyer. She falls in love with the guy and when Edward comes to save her, the queen comes to the real world too and gives her a poison apple. Then apparently the most powerful thing in the world is a true love's kiss. So Edward kisses her but nothing happens so in the end Robert is her true love -.- And Robert's fiance ends up with Edward and they go back to the cartoon world to get married. The queen is actually some giant lizard monster and she climbs up to the building like King Kong but in the end is killed. -.- again. In the end Giselle stays in the real world with Robert. I thought the movie was lame. Maybe people will kill me for saying this. HAHA. It definitely wasn't something I would remember as a great movie. For me, the main character in the movie was Pip, the chipmunk. It was the best acting I've ever seen on a chipmunk. Someone give the guy an award already. Lols. And I didn't know Julie Andrews was the narrator! Lols. I don't know why so many people think it's nice. I did like the songs though. Especially the one in the park with the Jamaican guy. And the cool beats. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah that was long. Hmmmmmm. Oh yeah it's the rainy season again. I always get this during my birthday. Though this year it started one day after my birthday :D So I can be considered lucky! Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAN!EL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-3621149934303042186?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/3621149934303042186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/3621149934303042186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/12/ripped-from-jessica-who-ripped-from.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-3771663974476051218</id><published>2007-12-06T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T16:30:24.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG like, sorry! Left out names in the presents thing. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eunice, SinYi, WeiQi and YeeLing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks for the wallet! It was quirky! HAHA. See I bold and enlarge your names okay! Sorry ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMMMMMM. Okay so nothing happened today but still I saw stuff worth blogging about but I forgot again but I shall try to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh because of my sleeping pattern nowadays I usually stay awake for about one whole day or more then I sleep for awhile in the afternoon then stay awake again. So I'm awake every single morning to watch TV. HAHA. So these few days I've been watching Primetime Morning news and it's damn nice I tell you. Okay not damn nice but I mean. It's pretty interesting and all. And when they interview guests it's like they have to have lots of research on the topic and guest and also to understand what the guest is saying and to ask questions too. Of course I think they will be give a set of questions they need to ask but surely they have to handle how the guest replies on their own right? Real cool. Plus it's JieJun's dream to be a news broadcaster O.O imagine him there. Though I would prefer it if he joined the english one 'cause I watched the chinese morning show too and it was horrible D; Today's one was the one on whether being first in everything was important and they were asking students and teacher and there was a counsellor too. And it felt like everything was scripted. Very fake. Okay it was partly because I couldn't understand part of the chinese they were speaking even though it sounded pretty basic. =p I couldn't take it any longer and turned back to Primetime Morning! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I remember having a conversation in MSN once with JT and she was talking about this new movie called Alvin and the Chipmunks. This was quite long ago when no advertising took place yet so I didn't know about it. Now I know I'm like -.- They even have a CD on it. I think it's the soundtrack? But it's all chipmunk voice singing lah WTF. Okay it sounds a little cute and funny when you hear it but seriously who would want to listen to something like that -.- Okay Dang I forgot about other things I wanted to blog about. Hmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! I thought for quite long okay this post should be appreciated LOLS. Ellen! Yes I watch Ellen. HAHA. Do guys watch Ellen? Heck I'm a guy and I watch Ellen :D But Ellen is damn funny! Okay I think it would be more weird for a guy to watch The Tyra Banks Show 'cause it's all girl stuff. But back to the point, Ellen is funnaye! I forgot why but she's hilarious. I shall think. Hmmmmm. I want to buy her book! It's seriously very funny. It's like funnier than most comedic acts in Singapore added together. And I think it's natural lah can! Speaking of which, I was watching this filipino show and there was this comedian. Okay, he's gay, in tagalog he's known as bakla, 'cause he dresses like a girl, moves like a girl and speaks like a girl. They totally try to make their voice more high pitched. But he was singing this song real real good and halfway through the song, before the chorus, he quickly added in "Okay if you know this song, shut up." LOL DAMN FUNNY RIGHT. Aiya never mind if you don't find it funny. But I found it funny anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh I have nothing to post again I totally forgot again. I'm sure I had something else to post about. Ah nevermind. I cooked myself a very big breakfast today. So I didn't eat lunch. I'm too lazy to reply tags! Sorry peeps! I'll reply you all later lah. Like late at night. I keep thinking its at night already when it's only like 4. Sigh. I think it's the lack of sleep. LOLS. Oh yeah I kept re-watching 200 Pounds Beauty before I returned it. It's like, I get goosebumps each time I listened to Kim Ah Jung sing Maria. Damn nice. It's like goosebumps that you get when you hear a freakishly nice voice. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAN!EL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-3771663974476051218?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/3771663974476051218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/3771663974476051218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/12/omg-like-sorry-left-out-names-in.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-4174623627896901226</id><published>2007-12-05T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T22:12:26.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yadda Yadda Yadda. It &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; my birthday. Thank you &lt;strong&gt;HOKIT, YANRU, WEIJIE AND JEANICE&lt;/strong&gt; for your presents! Don't say you anyhow buy presents lah. It's the thought that counts okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Now I know why I always have nothing to post about. Actually I have tons of things to post about but then I usually forget all about them. Lols right? Hmmm I'm saying this 'cause I forgot what I wanted to post about! *sigh* Well, saw the Asian Television Awards 'cause I had no other show to watch. It was a very lousy event! The whole venue was like awful. And everyone was like freaking bored (at least I think they were). Because there was little response from the audience. And probably the worst thing was how little time they gave the winners to say their 'Thank You' speech. I mean, they win something and they don't get any chance to at least bask in the glory right! Stupid organisers. Other award ceremonies allow the winners to have long, long, super long speeches okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Myolie Wu won that Best Comedy Performance by an Actress, she was still saying thank you to people when the music came in and she knew she had to end her speech. And right after she went off the stage they turned the camera to Jessica Hsuan, who looked like she was frustrated or swearing or irritated. And she was saying something to Chua EnLai. Then he said, "It is so annoying" in a big opened mouth way. Obviously it was impossible to hear their conversation but it was easy to make out what he said. I would think he was referring to the music that played each time they tried to get a person off the stage. LOLS. Okay even if he wasn't, maybe he was thinking that. And I'm going to be mean here but HAHAHAHAHAHAHA Singapore didn't win much. Besides the "BIGGEST" award. Which I think wasn't deserved =p And there was this filipino actress, Gina Pareno, who said the wrong thing when she was presenting award. And she kept looking at her script and all, but hey, she won Best Drama Performance by an Actress right after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm. Since I'm in one of those 'I don't like Singapore' states again (which I always am in anyways) (and the rest of my family except my father who is a Singaporean but LOL) (and many of my friends too) , I shall talk about Asian Idol. It's a measly competition with six people competing for a title O.O HAHA. If you all haven't guessed yet obviously I'm not rooting for Hady Mirza. I wateched World Idol long long ago and it was like, OMFG so many singing talents in one competition. Damn freaky. And I don't think Hady Mirza is anywhere near that. Oh but I don't like the Philippine Idol too. Even though she sings damn well too but I don't like her face =x Why can't Sarah Geronimo join Philippine Idol instead of that other singing competition she joined and won. Sigh. She can reach Mariah Carey's freakishly high notes okay! Maybe not the highest but still that high lah! Dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is like short! Blahs. I enjoyed myself yesterday! It got awkward to the end of the day though. Lols. And then I went home and the day got worse from there but ah what the heck. I just have to take it in my stride. I didn't go bowling at night and now I'm craving bowling. That's what happens when I haven't bowled in such a long time. Plus, my hand's fine! Even though it hurt abit yesterday using the ball but I was playing okay! Still not normal but at least it was okay. I still have an unfinished cake in the fridge I think I shall go have some now. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAN!EL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-4174623627896901226?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4174623627896901226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4174623627896901226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/12/yadda-yadda-yadda.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-5815434104226524629</id><published>2007-12-04T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T03:07:19.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I did &lt;strong&gt;a little&lt;/strong&gt; blogthings &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: December 4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't love lightly. For you, love is always a serious undertaking.&lt;br /&gt;However, you are able to love many types of people. You can bring out the best in almost anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Love surprises you often. You never know when or where you'll find it next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of True Loves You'll Have: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with people born on the 4th, 13th, 22nd, and 31st of the month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean For Your Love Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O So altogether I'll have about four real relationships? LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#E6E6FA;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: December 4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have an extraordinary character - moral, responsible, and disciplined.&lt;br /&gt;Your sincerely and honesty shine through in almost every situation.&lt;br /&gt;Driven and focused, you rarely let your emotions get the better of you.&lt;br /&gt;You're level headed and rational. People count on your to look at things objectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your unwavering loyalty and ethics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Your rock solid stubbornness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Navy blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Shield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM I STUBBORN I THINK I AM HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Night Person&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouamorningpersonornightpersonquiz/night.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, there's nothing worse than having to get up and moving early.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you probably don't hit your peak until well after the sun has set.&lt;br /&gt;So if your struggling to make it on a normal schedule, realize it's not your fault.&lt;br /&gt;You just weren't meant to do anything during the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouamorningpersonornightpersonquiz/"&gt;Are You a Morning Person or Night Person?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Like I never knew that -.- HAHA! You see you see. It's not my fault if I'm late ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Werewolf&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofmonsterareyouquiz/werewolf.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're unpredictable, moody, and downright freaky.&lt;br /&gt;You seem sweet and harmless, until you snap. Then you're a total monster.&lt;br /&gt;Very few people can predict if you're going to be Dr. Jekyll or Mr. Hyde.&lt;br /&gt;But for you, all your transformations seem perfectly natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your greatest power: Your ability to tap into nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your greatest weakness: Lack of self control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You play well with: Vampires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofmonsterareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Monster Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Handwriting Says About You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourhandwritingsayaboutyouquiz/handwriting.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sometimes a very energetic person, but you are sometimes quite lethargic. You're moody, prone to ups and downs, and you don't have a lot of endurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are somewhat outgoing, but you're not a natural extrovert. You think first before you act. You tend to be independent, rational, and logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very detail oriented and meticulous. You are a careful thinker and a true intellectual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't a lot of space, and you prefer to spend time with others. You are a little nosy and intrusive. You sometimes don't give people enough space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a free thinker. You are unique, open minded, and artistic. You don't care what other people think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a good communicator. You work hard to get your ideas across effectively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourhandwritingsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Handwriting Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG. This is like such a good quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. &lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday to Me, Happy Birthday to Me, Happy Birthday to Daniel Tao Ghee De Peralta Clement Owl Bush Washington Bowlingman Chee, Happy Birthday to Me :DD&lt;/strong&gt; (A certain name has been left out. A name that wasn't even mine in the first place okay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm (finally) FOURTEEN! Oh Oh! My bus number -.- HAHA. I have people to thank! Thank you Kanice for being the first person to wish me happy birthday! Following which was WeiLun who gave me one imaginary brithday cake plus a written out 'Happy Birthday' in MSN! Then then. Thank you Sarah for dedication in her blog and six imaginary cakes! Oh and her phone call from Jay Chou, plus taking my picture, plus CHAMPAGNE, and a two person party with bats, cats, dogs and disco lights in MSN. HAHA LOLL. And Jessica for her &lt;strong&gt;VERY LOVELY DEDICATION&lt;/strong&gt; and yes we will be friends till we're seventy ;D &lt;em&gt;We can rule the world&lt;/em&gt;. Oh and Jeanice for sms-ing me Happy Birthday too! And also Valerie! From RVPS 6B. Thank you for remembering me even though we never talked much. HAHA. And the last one for now, SinYi! HAHA She damn funny. She signed in and wished me happy birthday! Then ask me if I'm eating lunch, tell me not to be late, and said 'See you tml!' then sign out. Thanks ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay THANK YOU THANK YOU TO ALL WHO HAVE WISHED ME HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. These few days I've been cooped up at home as usual. I rented &lt;em&gt;Dead Silence&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Witch Yoo Hee&lt;/em&gt; (I don't know if that's the name). I'm not going to talk about the first show since it will give me the creeps and I don't think people will want to know what it's about. Hello it's like 2.45 am, I'm all alone outside in total darkness, and I'm going to bathe later somemore. So I cannot talk about that now. HAHA. Oh &lt;em&gt;Witch Yoo Hee&lt;/em&gt; is damn cute I tell you. Especially Yoo Hee! She's like damn pretty with short hair and long hair! And I don't believe in the cute equals to ugly but adorable thing. Apparently Zoo thinks that way though. And I like her apartment! Look at her door number! 3304. It consists of two of my three favourite numbers! Damn nice. LOLS. And and. The Moo Ryong said that when you see the time and it's 11.11 that means someone is thinking of you. If it's 4.44 that means someone is saying bad things about you. How how I always see 4.44 leh. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I shall go ermmm. Aiya waste my time away lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAN!EL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-5815434104226524629?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/5815434104226524629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/5815434104226524629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-did-little-blogthings-again.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-4087047512525014627</id><published>2007-12-01T04:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T05:23:15.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm. Did some blogthings. It's only a little though. I got bored answering all those questions :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #cccccc" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There's a 89% Chance That You Need Therapy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/doyouneedtherapyquiz/therapy-5.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You needed a therapist many months ago. And you definitely need one now!&lt;br /&gt;You've let your problems take over your life in an unhealthy way. It's time for some professional help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouneedtherapyquiz/"&gt;Do You Need Therapy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG LOLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eecdb5" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Soul Really Looks Like&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f1ded0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/insidetheroomofyoursoulquiz/room.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are quite expressive and thoughtful. You see the world in a way that others are blind to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a grounded person, but you also leave room for imagination and dreams. You feet may be on the ground, but you're head is in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see yourself with pretty objective eyes. How you view yourself is almost exactly how other people view you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your near future is in a very different place (both physically and mentally) from where you are right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, falling in love is all about the adventure and uncertainty. You can only fall in love with someone who keeps you guessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/insidetheroomofyoursoulquiz/"&gt;Inside the Room of Your Soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I view myself is how others view me? Yeah I guess so since I view myself as dumb and others probably too. Yeah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Play the Guitar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatmusicalinstrumentshouldyouplayquiz/guitar.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're very independent - both in spirit and in the way you learn.&lt;br /&gt;You can teach yourself almost anything, even if it makes your fingers bleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not really the type to sit patiently through a music lesson - or do things by the book.&lt;br /&gt;It's more your style to master the fundamentals and see where they take you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly creative and a bit eclectic, you need a wide range of music to play.&lt;br /&gt;You could emerge as a sensitive songwriter... or a manic rock star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominant personality characteristic: being rebellious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your secondary personality characteristic: tenacity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmusicalinstrumentshouldyouplayquiz/"&gt;What Musical Instrument Should You Play?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! In your face Jessica I told you I was meant to play the guitar! But I don't mind being the singer of our band too! Our make believe band, that is. And Sarah will be the rapper! Woots. I forgot what Jerald's doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;!-- 2.98 / 4.85 --&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="2" cellpadding="0" width="240" bgcolor="#e7e4e4" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="50%"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Main Type&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Overall Self&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="50%"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.similarminds.com/4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.similarminds.com/spsosx.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.similarminds.com/"&gt;Take Free Enneagram Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table style="BACKGROUND: #eeeeee; COLOR: black" cellspacing="2" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enneagram Test Results &lt;table style="BACKGROUND: #dddddd; COLOR: black" cellspacing="4" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Type 1 &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Perfectionism&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="50"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Type 2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Helpfulness&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="50"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Type 3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Image Focus&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="50"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;38%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Type 4&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Hypersensitivity&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="50"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;78%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Type 5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Detachment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="50"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;42%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Type 6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Anxiety&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="50"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Type 7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Adventurousness&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="50"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;54%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Type 8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Aggressiveness&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="50"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Type 9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;Calmness&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="50"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;54%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Your main type is &lt;b&gt;4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your variant is &lt;b&gt;self pres&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/"&gt;Take Free Enneagram Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. There you go. I swear I didn't cheat on the last one I don't even know how to cheat. I guess I'm fated with 4 :DDDD YEAH. Speaking of which, Sarah and Jess helped to remind me that my birthday is next week. Actually, three days later. Although I don't expect presents since I never gave anybody myself. But I'm giving next year though! Haha so that people will remember me! Lols damn lame right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooooo. These few days I haven't been doing anything much. Besided chatting, watching TV and watching DVDs. Yeah. Okay so I finished &lt;em&gt;Save the Last Dance for Me&lt;/em&gt;. It was kind of okay I guess. Though I'm not exactly a fan of it. Though I really think shows like those are for females. You know, those humans who have what we don't have and don't have what we have. &lt;strong&gt;YEAH, THEM&lt;/strong&gt;. (See how bored I was)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. DVDs! It isn't really in my budget but what the heck. The things I do for entertainment. &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt; Okay so at first I rented &lt;em&gt;Alone&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Dorm&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Dorm&lt;/em&gt;'s NC16 but I got my dad to rent it. It's NC16 only 'cause of a little nudity which is about one or two seconds. And maybe a flash of the porn magazine the boy kept. If it weren't for these few seconds the show could have been rated 'G'. For all ages. I actually thought it was a horror movie but it turned out to be a touching friendship between a boy and a ghost. -.- Okay fine, it was a little sad and all but other than that, no horror. D: I needed horror! I remember me, HoKit and LeeChen almost watched that show last year but it was NC16. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but &lt;em&gt;Alone&lt;/em&gt; makes up for horror. It's about this pair of conjoined twins and a guy. Their names are weird. Ploy, Pim and Wee (that's the guy. I think that's his name. Either Wee or Vee. Let's go with Wee) Both shows are from Thailand! That's why they have weird names. Anyway, so Pim likes Wee and Wee likes Pim. Happy ever after? Wrong. Ploy likes Wee too. And Ploy gets damn jealous and all until Pim cannot take it and she wants to be separated. Ploy is angry and all so she kills Pim accidentally (I can't tell if it was intentional or not since after strangling and finding out her sister's dead, she calls for help.) The doctors are then forced to separate them and Ploy pretends to be Pim and marries Wee. After that they go to Korea. Okay the show wasn't in that order it started with them in Korea and it shows flashbacks of Ploy's past. 'Cause her mom is sick and dying and she has to go back to Thailand and she finds that Pim's spirit is following her. Yeah. In the end Wee finds out and Ploy goes crazy (She cut off her own mother's oxygen supply so that she wouldn't tell Wee the truth about her. If that isn't crazy I don't know what is.) and tries to kill Wee. She sets the house on fire but in the end she was killed herself 'cause when she tried to escape Pim's spirit stopped her. Lols. And in the end Wee survived. Yeah, that's it. But I hate how Pim's spirit looks like. I hate those kind of ghosts with bent heads and wide opened mouths. Damn creepy. Other than that I can take blood and gore and all that. But not weird looking ghosts. Thailand movies are full of that. Haha. I just did a mini movie review! Okay not so much but I described the whole movie in short! Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rented other movies the next night. Hmmm. This time no more horror. &lt;em&gt;The Art of Seduction&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;200 Pounds Beauty&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;License to Wed&lt;/em&gt;. Okay, so first &lt;em&gt;The Art of Seduction&lt;/em&gt;. It's PG and a comedy. Not what all of your dirty teenage minds were thinking HAHA! It was so damn freaking funny. It's about this guy and girl who are both great at picking up people (I mean like getting dates and doing &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahem ahem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with them. Not literally, picking up people. LOLS.) Then they meet each other and both of them are amused by the fact that their skills are not working on each other. It's pretty funny you should go watch. Haha. Though the ending sucks. It's kind of an open ending? Okay maybe not but it still sucks. Maybe there'll be a sequel. &lt;em&gt;200 Pounds Beauty&lt;/em&gt; I'm sure many people have already watched it so I shall not say much. It's just a really really really really nice touching show. Really. It's like the best korean movie I've watched so far. Actually, I haven't watched much korean movies, so. HAHA. But it's still nice. And I find it hard to believe her voice is like so damn nice. Then she would be like a talented actress. Can act, can sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm the last one &lt;em&gt;License to Wed&lt;/em&gt;. It's also very nice. About this guy and a girl who're about to get married but the girl wants to get married in this church that her family has been attending since long long ago. And there's a reverend who has known the girl for a long time and insists that they take this course and if they pass, he will let them get married but if they fail, they can't get married. So the girl wants to take it but the guy finds it ridiculous but in the end they took it. And the reverend is like putting them through 'tests' to show them what it is like if they get married. Like communication tests and giving them robot babies to take care of. Lols. Oh and there is this rule that doesn't allow them to have sex until they pass the course and the guy was like, WHAT. Anyways. So many things happen and then the girl realises that she doesn't want to get married anymore because of how the guy is handling the course and all and he hasn't even written his wedding vows yet instead he draws this monster truck going through a hoop of fire. So she goes to Jamaica with her family using her honeymoon ticket to take a breather. And then the guy goes there to find her and writes his wedding vows on the beach. Like, on the sand. And then they get married in Jamaica. And I was like, "Wahlao! Like that also can!" when the girl likened their relationship to the monster truck. Like how she knows that they will go through thick and thin together or whatever something to do with the truck going through the flaming hoop. I know Jessica will say I have no romantic soul. LOLS LOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay there. I posted. Don't expect me to post for another ten years unless something ineteresing happens. Oh I'm borrowing more DVDs tomorrow. Haha I'm spending all my money on DVDs! I'm borrowing Dead Silence. Hopefully the person who borrowed it will return tomorrow on time. Oh and hopefully my mom or dad will follow me to borrow so that I can borrow The Hills Have Eyes and Silent Hill or any other horror movie that is NC16 or M18. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;DAN!EL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-4087047512525014627?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4087047512525014627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4087047512525014627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/12/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-3933636060380481489</id><published>2007-11-24T04:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T05:35:57.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello again I'm high so I'm doing this! Lols. Look at the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I been doing these few days. Hmmmm. My body's not doing very well and I keep having this recurring dream of me getting cancer and only having one month left to live O.O Don't ask me why. Haha. Wells. Went to school just now for annual camp group meeting. Basically I just sat there being all useless and all. The most fun thing I did there? I was going to say breathe but since I was texting Jerald the whole time, that's the most fun thing! So fun to text Jerald. Lols. Anyways, that's that about NP. &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I feel like quitting NP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. These few days, or should I say weeks, okay maybe only the past one week or so. I've been watching some new shows and re-watching some old shows. Haha. I've re-watched &lt;em&gt;The Parent Trap&lt;/em&gt; (Oh dear, dear Lindsay Lohan whatever happened to you my dear? If only you hadn't gone wrong, *sigh*), &lt;em&gt;Scary Movie 3&lt;/em&gt; (LOLS I'm telling you I still laughed at it even though this is the like god knows how many times I've watched this show. It's still freaking funny though. Haha!), 恶作剧之吻 (I don't find Ariel Lin that cute or pretty but the show is still nice to watch though. Haha. And Joe Cheng. Lols. JT likes him.) Yeah that's basically what I re-watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise I'm very open to all types of shows. Never in my entire life would I have imagined myself to watch a Korean drama, seriously. Besides Goong and Da Chang Jing (LOL!) of course. But there's this show called Spring Waltz which is very very touching and has the song Clementine! Jessicaaaaaaaa! And it is sung in Korean Haha how cute. Oh which reminds me I re-watched Goong too. Haha. I think it's nice! Compared to Goong S, which totally and completely sucks. The whole story is completely shit man. Okay I shall stop insulting NYEHEHEHE. Oh and now I'm watching Save the Last Dance for Me. Yes, it's Korean too. And I'm beginning to think it kind of sucks but I'll see how it turns out 'cause I hate draggy shows. And I've seen many dramas which are horrible draggy and totally unrealistic. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I kind of thought my life is very boring but something funny happened. My neighbour, who is Korean, can only speak Korean (duh!) and Chinese and she knocked on my door, and this is what happened. Blue's me and my sister, red's my neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"你们有没有梯子?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;*looks at each other in confusion*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"梯子，梯子"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"梯子啊?" *looks at each other in confusion again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"嗯，那个要一个一个爬上去的" *makes out shape of a segment of a ladder with her hands, which slowly move upwards*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;*finally realises* (to my sister) "Orh, I think she means ladder" (sister) "Orhh.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lols. &lt;em&gt;That&lt;/em&gt; is how bad both of our chinese standards are. We don't even know what's a ladder in chinese. HAHA. Mind you, I had to go to a website that does free translations from English words to Chinese ones because I didn't know how to write the word &lt;strong&gt;Ladder&lt;/strong&gt; in chinese. Lols right? Something as simple as that and we can't figure out. OMG how dumb can I be. *smacks forehead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAN!EL :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-3933636060380481489?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/3933636060380481489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/3933636060380481489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-again-im-high-so-im-doing-this.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-3033602454223282822</id><published>2007-11-24T04:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T04:46:22.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tagged;&lt;br /&gt;FROM: SiewKiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do the following WITHOUT complaints.&lt;br /&gt;2. Choose 5 people to do this after you completed yours&lt;br /&gt;3. Leave a tag on the person’s tagboard to say he/she have been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Favourites&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colour: &lt;strong&gt;BLACK :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food: I'm fickle. &lt;em&gt;Nyehehe&lt;/em&gt;. God I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song: Well, this changes from time to time and there are usually a few. Right now I like &lt;em&gt;Stronger&lt;/em&gt; by Kanye West, &lt;em&gt;Apologize&lt;/em&gt; by Timbaland feat. One Republic and &lt;em&gt;Beautiful Girls&lt;/em&gt; by JoJo (DEFINITELY NOT SEAN KINGSTON)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie: Can't think of one. Hello? SSSTML. But I know there are many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sport: Bowling! Badminton!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day of The Week: &lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;. 4th day of the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season: Winter! Duh uh. Call me the Ice King. My heart's frozen. Haha Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice-cream: Chocolate Chip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Currents&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Hmmm. High! Yet confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taste: Sprite! See that sugar level skyrocket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothes: One word. Black. Black shirt, black shorts, black slippers (LOL I wear slippers in my house) What did you expect of course black -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desktop: I hate you computer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.00AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surroundings: Hmmm. TV's on. Tyra Show! *yawn* But it's pitch dark 'cause my mom will kill me if she finds me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoyances: BLOODY COMPUTER/INTERNET GO DIE DIE DIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;First&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crush: Let us travel back to yester year! Ah what the heck, how am I supposed to remember? OMFG I think 3 years old. HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie: -.- Hello again SSSTML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: Lullaby? HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lasts&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cigarette: Don't smoke. Never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink(Alcohol): Hmmm. Vodka. HoKit do you remember this! HAHA. But we were on the phone that time -.- So he wasn't present. Lols. And apparently he's&lt;em&gt; such&lt;/em&gt; the drinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car Ride: Do cabs count? 'Cause I take a cab very often =x I know I waste money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie: Stardust. But changing soon! 'Cause will rent DVD later and also watch The Golden Compass NYEHEHEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone Call: To Trevor. NP message. My god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CD Played: HMMMMMM. That's real long ago. Since nowadays I only listen on MP3. But I believe it was &lt;em&gt;Good Girl Gone Bad&lt;/em&gt;. Rihanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Have you ever&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dated Your Best Friend: Lol? I wonder if I ever had a best friend. Like best best best friend. But all my friends are forever, so. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken The Law: Yeah duh. -.- Hello like everyone does so. CHEWING GUM. Is drinking alcohol illegal for our age? What about entering a bar? OR or. Hmmmmm. Aiya many times LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been Arrested: No -.- This is lame. Lamer than me. And lamer than Sarah. [ Wonder Jess! I needed your help just now! ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skinny-Dipped: Nah. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been On TV: Never want to be. OH yeah NDP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed Someone You Don’t Know: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things you are wearing: Okay. Spectacles, Shirt, Shorts, Undergarment, Slippers. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;4 things you’ve done today: Went to school (Dang! Dang! Dang!), Blinked my eyes, Opened my mouth, &lt;em&gt;Breathed&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3 things you can hear right now: The TV! The fan right in front of me. And my typing!&lt;br /&gt;1 thing you do when you are bored: Re-watch VCDs! Or rent DVDs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this on to 5 people:&lt;br /&gt;Anybody who wants to do can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAN!EL :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. I changed how I sign off 'cause I feel like doing so. =p LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;pps. That line above was so useless.&lt;br /&gt;ppps. So is the one after and this one too and subsequent ones if I have nothing better to do. Lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-3033602454223282822?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/3033602454223282822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/3033602454223282822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/11/heyy.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-3903084773709115385</id><published>2007-11-21T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T01:00:28.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmmmm. Two posts written today. But the previous one is not dated today cause that is continued from Saturday. Anyways. I didn't feel very well today so didn't go for NP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;imbeginningtowonderifmorepeopledislikemenow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;idratherhavethatihopepeoplethinkimirresponsible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;youknowifinditbetterwhenpeopledonthaveanyexpectationsofyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thatwaywhenyoumakeamistakenobodyblamesyouforanything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;andneitherdoesanybodyexpectyoutoberesponsibleorwhatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ipreferhavingthatlifeiwonderwhereitwent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont know what im doing or feeling anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-3903084773709115385?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/3903084773709115385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/3903084773709115385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/11/hmmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-4680019833866422962</id><published>2007-11-17T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:59:13.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Figured it was time for me to at least update. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmms. Guess I have to talk about the past five days since I didn't post at all. Dang. Seeing as how I have SSSTML, you can't really expect much from me now. Okay &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I think I went bowling. OHYEAH. Well, the day before on Sunday I made a bet with HoKit that if I don't reach on time, I will owe him two games. If I'm punctual, he will owe me one game. I don't know why I agreed since it is kind of unfair -.- But then obviously I was late. Reached West Bowl and saw HoKit, Hadley and ZhiHao, Hadley's friend. My first impression of him was like, quiet .___. After the whole time was still, quiet. Lols. Or maybe he's just shy. Hmmmmmmm. Anyways. After they finished their game, went to eat lunch. At Jack's Place, again. Twice in four days. Kind of sian already. Ate the same old thing again. &lt;strong&gt;EXACTLY THE SAME&lt;/strong&gt;. And everyone ate the same thing too. Except for the ice-cream. Haha. Anyways. Zhi Hao was soooooooo quiet lah. Like, he didn't really say anything much. And the whole time the three of us were talking and talking and crapping so much -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went back up at bowl, since I haven't bowled yet. The whole time Hadley was helping us change our names to weird names. Lols. He only played one game though, cause they already played three games before I reached there. Anyways. All of a sudden there were many people coming in to play. Both on our left and our right. There was this pro guy on lane 4 since we only took lane 3, and a group of Clementi Town people ? (according to HoKit) on our left. And these people were like. Anyhow throwing the ball. And I was having heart attacks continuously. Lols. I seriously didn't know what they were doing, but they were throwing balls directly into the gutter, facing their back towards the pins and pushing the ball. And there was one time where one of the guys threw the ball even before the machine board thing came up, so the ball hit it and rolled back towards them. But then it got stuck in the gutter. So one guy just stepped on the place and just took the ball up. -.- And then there is this guy who likes to throw the ball (ACTUALLY ALMOST ALL OF THEM THREW THEIR BALLS), but then this guy threw like damn loud. Then one time he threw his ball onto the first lane -.- I wondered how he could throw the ball from his second lane to the first one. WTH can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Played a total of four and a half games. Cause the last time only me and HoKit were playing, and we needed three people to buy the package. So me and HoKit shared one game. And the last game our names were like Jam, Bread and Egg. Egg is two of us combined. Lols. In the end Egg won me D; but by abit only! Hmmmm. Then after that ZhiHao and Hadley went back home and I accompanied HoKit to go walk around Orchard Road. Bought oreo crush and took 7 to Orchard. On the way weird things happened. Especially with this guy sitting in front of us O.O Anyways. I was so blur when I reached Orchard, cause I'm not like HoKit, whole day go shopping at Orchard. Everything was like. New to me -.- Lols. I seriously stay at home too much already. Haha. And I kind of hate going window shopping, cause I can't stand looking at things I want to buy but I can't buy them. AHhhhhhh sians. We started from Shaw and then walked down the road towards Isetan. Saw many of the same shops in the whole of Orchard Road. I kind of learned a new thing that day. Most of the shops will appear at least twice in the whole of Orchard Road. And they usually just sell overpriced stuff that look kind of normal. The only difference is the quality, and apparently Mr Cheung looks very highly of that -.- He &lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt; goes for brand anyways. We went into every sports store that sold shoes cause he was looking for a pair of school shoes. See, even school shoes also need to be Nike. Haiz. HoKit you are brand crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm :/ then my feet hurt while walking. But the thing was that only my feet hurt. Lol. Anyways. We walked until Centrepoint and it was already 9pm. Quite shocked when I realised that it was at night already. Cause at first HoKit said he wanted to walk until 10pm, but I was like, no way. In the end I still walked till so late. Lol. Took 65 home and left HoKit at the bus stop. D: Sorry HoKit. Yeah then went back home and watched Heroes! OOH YEAH. Heroes! And Hiro is damn retarded. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Didn't do anything just stayed at home and slack. Was supposed to have annual camp group meeting but I overslept so in the end didn't go. =x Move on to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; then. Had Civil Defence course and had to reach school in the morning. Since I couldn't sleep I figured that I won't sleep so I went to school quite early. In fact, much earlier than I usually would reach school. Lols. So I waited for the rest of them to come while eating my breakfast -.- And I'm always the extra one in PE shirt. Haha. Long story short. NP shirt, long gone. Lols. And then fall in and went on the bus to Quuensway. And Hazel, SiJie, XiuWen and EnCi met us at the place. Puay See followed on her car. The place was quite -.- Haha. A fire station. Actually to be right it was a civil defence place. With the different kinds of civil defence vehicles. Lol. Actually thought that the whole area 16 was going to be there. Oh which reminds me. Did I say that I saw JiaYing from Tanglin at Pasir Ris Costa Sands and at Clementi MRT station? Lols. It's like, so damn qiao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ended up only New Town came plus one girl from I don't know what school. Then went up to fifth floor and was separated into two groups. Actually not really separate since we still stayed with our own school people. NanHua went for CPR course first. Jerald was the smart guy. Cause he sooooooooooooo damn smart in answering the instructor's questions. Lol. And I kind of pity my jiejie. Cause her husband's first kiss was given to a mannequin. Damn sad lah. Then it's like, imagine kissing somebody whose only practise was on a mannequin. &lt;strong&gt;LOLS&lt;/strong&gt;. Poor jiejie. Hmmmm. The lesson was quite okay. Jerald was 走光-ing the whole time, if you can call it that. Haha. Then learnt how to do CPR, but don't think we will get to really use it anyways. And I think I will kill the person before I even perform CPR, cause I won't even know how to do it properly and maybe all his ribs all cracked liao. HAHA. After that, switched with New Town and went to do on First Aid next. Learnt about all those bandages and wounds and all that. I think I can join SJAB already. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bandaged YangYee's head! And messed it up. Haha. Basically it was a horrible job but ah, who's complaining. Lunch after that. From HQ again and it was about the same food as the one from SANA Course. Lols. Didn't eat much cause it was so not appetising. After that New Town came back into the room and we had lecture on something I forgot. Hmmmms. The lecturer was some retired uncle. Haha. But he was hilarious yet vulgar at the same time. I wonder if he's actually allowed to say stuff like c*** b** and f*** to us. :/ But anyways many people were laughing the whole time so I guess it was okay. I'm looking out for student welfare okay! The test. LOLS. Basically there were fifteen questions and we needed to get 12 to pass cause apparently it was damn easy. And then we were given answers for the first seven questions O.O HAHA. There were three choices, and if the answer was A, one of the instructors there would say "A question" or something like that. If the answer was B, he would say "Be (something I forgot what)". And if it was C, he would say "See carefully". This is based on my horrible memory so I wonder if it's right. ANYWAYS. I think I passed. Hmmmmmm. Well, at least I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay after that we could go already. Went down to see how to put out the fire. Used the carbon dioxide one with Zoe. Lols. The sir said on three but he said four so I didn't spray the first time. And then he asked me why I didn't spray -.- But second time I did lah. Then took the bus back to central. Called JieJun and found them still at West Bowl so me and Jerald went there. Bowled one game and my score sucked so bad. Not even a hundred. D: Then then. Felt really tired. Because I was awake for more than a day already. Hmmmms. Then went to eat at Sumo again with Jerald. I think we got table 7. Last time was 33. Now is either 7 or 8. Lols. And Jerald was so damn happy you should have seen him. HAHA. Like a small boy. Lol. Ate the same thing again and Jerald tried it too. Was so damn full after that because I ate real slowly. My food is properly digested! UNLIKE JERALD'S. 14-ed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Oh yeah had contingent thing. Woke up late and cabbed to school. Thank god didn't get scolded. So learned rifle drills for the first time. Got so confused with every command and I didn't even know the timings and the commands -.- SO practicallly I was a failure. Okay so practised by myself the whole time. Except at the start were Sir JiaHao was teaching me. I must thank people now! Thank you Sir JiaHao for teaching me many many stuff. Oh and Sir Ji Peng too. And xenia! For teaching me even though you were sick and you were bored. And errr. Wei Jian. Yeah. Who else I think no one else. The rest of the time I felt pathetic. :/ After that went back home. Quite boring. Hmmmmmmms. And my hands were so dry and holding the rifle made the skin on my hand peel. And my right hand was like peeling off. Haha. Okay then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I didn't do anything again. Because I didn't know there was a group meeting on that day so I didn't go. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I have finally posted about something! Woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-4680019833866422962?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4680019833866422962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4680019833866422962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/11/figured-it-was-time-for-me-to-at-least.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-9153926704674429200</id><published>2007-11-11T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T00:30:57.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people. I'm having the urge to write in short-lines form but. Paragraph form still looks nicer. Haha. Anyways. I think my body's going a little crazy. My sleep pattern is like. I'm awake from probably around 4 or 5 pm until 9 am. Then I go to sleep -.- And actually that's 8 hours of sleep, so hurray for me! Lols. No but seriously. I can't sleep at night or in the early morning. And I don't know why. I think it's funny. Ah well. I think everything's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I didn't go for promo yesterday. Obviously, the problem lies with me. I think it's much better not to have anybody have any expectations of you. Blah blah blah this is such a boring topic. We shall move on to friday. Bowling again. Was supposed to meet at 11.30 am because JieJun had remedial which ended at 10? So we couldn't meet to late otherwise it would be unfair to him. In the end, because of my stupid sleep pattern, I woke up at 12.30. Hmmmmmmm. SO quickly bathed and took a cab there. OMG you should have seen their names. There were only four of us. Me, HoKit, Hadley and JieJun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I reach the place and then I see three people sitting down probably waiting for somebody who is horribly late, a.k.a &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;. Anyways. I reach lane 3 and 4 (our favourite lanes!) and I see people with names Vanilla, Avocado and oh no I forgot Hadley's alter ego. AHhhhhhh my ssstml. In case you didn't know, that's the term that Sarah created and which Jess agreed on for me. SUPER SERIOUS SHORT TERM MEMORY LOSS. Whateverrr. Anyways, Avocado is HoKit and Vanilla is JieJun. And then I became Chocolate. DAMN FUNNNY. Seriously we should try using other names, it's much more interesting that way. Lols. Anyways. They had already played three games before I went there I think. So when I reached there, they played another two more games with me. Playing bowling with them is damn funny I tell you. I'm telling you you have never seen people be so damn lame. But still funny at the same time. AND THEY WERE DOING ALAKAZAM AND ABRACADABRA for I don't know what reason. Damn funny. But they don't usually do that though. Maybe they need to keep their image of coolness and shuai4ness in front of girls. LOLS. Especially since all three of them have their own lovers in complete four. Add Jerald and it's a happy family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so anyways. JieJun had to go home so he went off first. I need to make this short my mom is pestering me. So me, HoKit and Hadley went to eat lunch at Jack's Place. Because of their persuasion. Ate what HoKit believes to be Cream of Mushroom, plus baked rice and ice cream. The students meal. Damn full. Cause I was eating slowly. And since digesting your food better helps make you feel fuller. And we crapped so damn much. It felt real good just sitting there and talking. Especially with the right company. Hmmmm. I'm gonna miss them. Oh and I was being extra so I bought a cafe mocha. Quite nice, since I added sugar. I can feel diabetes coming my way. Ah shucks. And I have to go now. Damn. Shall post tomorrow though. Going bowling! With HoKit, Hadley and Hadley's RI friend. Yikes. I'm gonna feel dumb. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-9153926704674429200?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/9153926704674429200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/9153926704674429200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-7622682672435004725</id><published>2007-11-07T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T00:17:41.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmmmmmmmmmmmms. I didn't post about err. A few days. Shall post now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I don't know why I bother to post about this when it happened like, a million years ago. Basically, it was me waking up late and realising that I didn't prepare my uniform and all. Thennnnnnnnn. Punished and learn baton drills and had a mock WOC and other stuff. And then went home. The whole day was boring, so. Let's move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to be meeting Jess, Sarah and Jerald at Great World at 2.30pm. Reach there at around 3? Went to Bread Talk and didn't see anybody so went down to basement to look at CDs. I want CDs. Lolls. Seriously. I'm in need of listening to something. Oh and reading something too. So I went to Harris and looked around. Awhile later I went back to Bread Talk and saw Sarah. So returned Sarah her moon (LOL!) and waited for Jess and Jerald. Jess came and Sarah passed her the money. Jerald came and then Sarah said that he walked like a gori (as quoted from WeiQi's blog!). LOL lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that. The bowling alley opposite Great World was fully booked so we couldn't play there. I was asking Jerald if there were any nearby bowling centres or whatever. Nobody knew so in the end we went to see a movie! Went to Starbucks first. Bought bought choco frap. Like I always do. And I was being lame. I was like saying that they open until midnight or 11pm, so I was like, I can walk there at night and buy a cup of choco frap! -.- Okay fine it isn't even lame. Anyways. You all should have seen Jerald. He was like so damn blur about Starbucks. Haha. I think it's kind of Singaporean? Since I don't think much Singaporeans like to drink Starbucks. Uh huh. After that. Walked up to third level, Jerald saw this stall called Baby Gorillas, which (very obviously) sold baby stuff. I think it was mainly on some cds on kids' shows or something? Anyways. We bought tickets for Stardust, and since there was still some time left, I suggested going to the arcade. Which I haven't stepped in for like a million years. In fact, an arcade in general. Me and arcades don't mix well, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Went there and played Percussion Master? (I think that's what it's called) I think I sucked at it. -.- BUT NOT AS MUCH AS JERALD YAY. But I won Jess a few times YAY YAY YAY. And Jerald spilt his choco frap, which was like a total waste! Of sweet sweet choco frap. D; And then it was all over the floor, and they were trying to clean the thing up. Guess that's why food and drinks are not allowed in. Anyways. We played some more and once again, Jerald hit down a cup of choco frap. Mine! With the drum stick. I don't know how he does that -.- But THANKFULLY, my cup's cap didn't come out, so the drink was saved! Phew! So then Jerald followed me to get a new straw and buy popcorn since our movie was starting soon, and Jess had to finish her game. Went down and up again and bought one cheesy hotdog and large popcorn. We went into the biggest theater. The one where they usually reserve for the premieres and such. I only went to one before! And the thing was like, so packed. But it was a cartoon -.- Which my sister had tickets to. I forgot what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. So Stardust. I kind of looked at it as a comedy? Actually it pretty much was. But then I laugh at the most inappropriate parts, so. Like the ending. God, that was the funniest thing I've ever seen. Lols. First of all, the show's about this Star (which apparently are mortals in the show) that fell onto earth, and there are witches trying to get it to have everlasting youth and life. And there is this guy who has to get that star to "prove his love" for some girl. And the King of the magical community died and he "threw" this locket away and whichever person of royal blood finds it will be the next king. Oh I just wrapped up the whole show in those few lines. Fine, it wasn't a great movie, and definitely not one of the best I've seen. But it was still nice, I guess. Don't listen to Jerald's post. Just cause &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; thinks that it was a very predictable show. Yeah right like as if he could guess the ending. I mean, come on. Everyone knows that endings are usually happy and the guy will get the girl and everything will be all right. &lt;strong&gt;Everyone&lt;/strong&gt;. Even the dumbest people. *coughs -&lt;u&gt;Jerald&lt;/u&gt;- coughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Oh yeah the parts where I laughed. Well, the guy falls in love with the star. And then at the end, the first time I really laughed was when the witch suddenly decided to be good and free the star that she captured. So I was like laughing when it was supposed to be heartwarming and all that. But then, she suddenly changes her tone and she actually didn't change for the better and then she tries to start killing them again. At this point of time you would expect people to go like, "Oh my god, I never saw it coming!" but I was just laughing and laughing. I was like thinking, this is oh so funny. And the last time when I laughed was when the witch was killed. Not that I was happy that the evil was defeated and all that, but &lt;strong&gt;how&lt;/strong&gt; she died. They were practically helpless already, but then the star hugs the guy and goes, "What do stars do?" and then she said "Shine." and she started shining. -.- I would have gave my -.- look but then it was too funny already and the star just shined and shined and then the witch died. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. Seriously, if you were there you would have laughed. :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and. During the movie, there was this part where one of the princes appears with a knife at the guy's throat from out of nowhere, and Jerald jumped. Literally. Since he was leaning forward and watching the show for god knows what reason, so when the prince came out he jumped back into his seat, and it kind of vibrated my seat. At first I was thinking like, OMG don't tell me this theater is like the 3D kind in Sentosa. ROFL LOL. And then I looked at Jess and she was so into the movie so obviously it was Jerald. And I was laughing like mad. Lols. I think I laughed so much I could have irritated some other people in the theater. It was so damn funny! Okay I shall stop now. Hmmm. The show finished and then we went to Macs. And so we were talking and talking and talking about lots of random stuff and we were being really really lame. ANd then Jessica Tan calls Jess and then suddenly she passes the phone to me, and guess what she says to me. She asked me, "Is your friend hot?" THEN I WAS LIKE. WAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Imagine if anyone calls Jerald &lt;em&gt;hot&lt;/em&gt;. Sorry, sorry. I'm not insulting Jerald. I'm just saying. Jerald. Hot. Jerald. Hot. Hahahahahaha. Not. =x OOPS. Later my Parrot JieJie will come and kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lols lah. And Jessica Tan is lame, -.- and random. Yes, that face is a word. Well, according to me anyways. =p Hmm then after that followed Jerald to Tiong Bahru Plaza cause he didn't know how to get there. And I say JianSheng on the bus .____. I have nothing to say cause I'm in no position to judge his friends but Ahhh. Went to Tiong and decided not to buy bubble tea after all. And just walked home then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at around 10? We were supposed to meet at 11 at Clementi. Obviously I would be late. I just didn't know how late. Haha. Reached there at around 1? Or something like that. Seeing as how I can't use my handphone. I used the bloody payphone which wasn't very sensitive. Like, it couldn't sense that I was pressing that number. And when I pressed hard, it would appear two or three times. So I got real frustrated and kept hanging up and putting the coin in again and again and again. I looked so damn stupid O.O But I still got through in the end. The four girls appeared soon after. WeiQi, Eunice, SinYi and Jeanice. JieJun was nowhere in sight. He was later than me can. Anyways. We decided to start playing first so we bought five games. And so we were playing and then until the third frame then JieJun appears. Like, so close and we could have waited for him to come. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Today my bowling sucked. Urgh. I felt so. SO. I can't find a word for it. Depressed? Dejected? Ahhhh. I don't even feel like putting my scores here but what the heck. It's a way for me to learn and next time, I'll know how to not lose my focus anymore. And I realise I can bowl from any side because I know how to control how I throw the ball? Because on my last shot of all four games I bowled from the right, and I got a strike :/ Maybe next time I won't start from the centre anymore. Haha. Anyways. First game 104. Second game 124. Third game was. I forgot. Somewhere around 118? Then last game I got 136. I lost toWeiQi in all the games. D: But she earned it lah, so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that. Went to Macs to talk awhile and ate hot fudge sundae. Ah I have no mood anymore to post anymore. I'm bored. *yawns* I shall go watch &lt;em&gt;A Beautiful Mind&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-7622682672435004725?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/7622682672435004725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/7622682672435004725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/11/hmmmmmmmmmmmmms.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-8507635927631827361</id><published>2007-11-05T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T02:38:25.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEE HU HEEEEE. &lt;em&gt;*hyperventilates*&lt;/em&gt; (I sound like I'm giving birth O.O) The number of posts Jerald has is catching up with mine! Okay, fine, I'm still in the 50-posts-safe-zone but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. And I'm back! From outer space! -.- There's this old song that goes something like that but ah, I'm sidetracking. Okaaayyyyy. Daniel is going crazy and all. Okay &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;. Where shall I start. Hmmmmm. Well, there was SANA course last tuesday. Kind of regret going. Since it was &lt;strong&gt;so damn boring&lt;/strong&gt; and we practically stoned our time away there. And the speaker and CIs there were damn shit, so it was a horrible time there. Anyways. Next thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Class chalet&lt;/u&gt;. Wednesday. It was in the afternoon already and I was still in the stone-and-stare-at-computer-screen mood, so I called people and people called me and I said I wasn't going early, and that I was going real, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; late. I really meant that. So anyways. I started packing my bag at around 9 plus? Yeah. 9pm. Packed damn slowly and then went to bathe. 10.35pm. Out of my house and off to the mrt station for me. My parents were so damn lame so they decided to go on a night adventure?????? And followed me to Pasir Ris. 11.11pm and I was at Kembangan. And then and then. The whole time I was smsing WeiJie, asking him if I went there now would he still be outside. So anyways. I suddenly stopped at Tampines. Then my parents were like, huh? They thought I was going to Pasir Ris? Then I said I was going to the airport. And both of them stunned tio. LAWL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then haha, I made them go back on the train. And they should thank me, since that was the last train back home. Hah. Stopped at Tanah Merah and then took the train to Changi Airport. I felt damn weird inside, cause I was like the only teenager there who was alone. Actually, I was probably the only person below 18 there -.- And then and then. Reached the airport and it was quite late already. And WeiJie had to check in at 12.15am And then I was like rushing and trying to figure out where to go =x I'm dumb. Cause I hardly go to the airport nowadays. NOT LIKE OUR HONGKONG-ER CHEUNG HOKIT WHO FLIES AROUND LIKE MAYBE TEN TIMES A YEAR. Anyways. So I called HoKit on the way to find WeiJie, and talk talk talk crap lah. And then I saw Trevor .__. , and I was like, "Hi, Trevor." then walked away. Lols. And WeiJie was there! Say hi say hi say hi. Then I multi-tasked, talking on the phone with HoKit and crapping with WeiJie. Haha. Somehow I never regretted not going to the chalet earlier. I got to send off the first friend I ever made in NanHua! Lols. It's not like we'll never see each other again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. The whole time I was still on the phone with HoKit. And then and then. I wanted to buy Coffee Bean, but since I thought that I was going to take MRT to Pasir Ris, I decided not to. In the end, I walked down the escalator, and found out that the MRT was closed by then already. Sooooooooo, since I would be taking a cab, I went to buy Pure Chocolate at Coffee Bean. Lol and I bought the biggest one too, so damn greedy. So anyways. Still on the phone with HoKit, I walked towards the taxi stand. And on the way I saw this guy who looked totally freakingly like my neighbour in Philippines. Yeah. So I was like telling HoKit, and I looked at the guy, and he looked back at me. And then on the way down the escalator he kept turning around to stare at me. And I was wondering whether it was really him or not. HoKit was saying that it couldn't be him and all. But well I told my mom and my sis (WHO IS THAT NEIGHBOUR'S KIND-OF EX), and they were saying it was impossible too, so. But ah who cares anyways. Hmmm then on the whole taxi ride I was still talking to HoKit. And he was saying that the fee would be damn expensive but it wasn't really &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; expensive in the end. Ah well. Altogether I spent around 20 bucks even before I reached the chalet ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taxi uncle was trying to find the chalet L6, and was like asking random people in the carpark. So embarrassing. And I was telling him that the carpark was fine, I will go find the chalet myself, then he was like, "No, never mind I help you find." But he gave up at the end. HoKit calls this cheating my money. But cannot look at him this way. Must be nice. Lawls. Anyways. HoKit was wondering if he should go sleep or not before his flight to HongKong, which was at 6.45am. So I told him that he should go hang up the phone and sleep once I find the chalet. Hah then I was like counting down the alphabets as I walked past the chalets. Reached L6 and then bade goodbye to HoKit. Peeped into L6 and saw a group of girls with their backs faced towards me, so I didn't recognise anyone. Then went over to the other side and wondered if L5 also belonged to 204. So I stood there for awhile wondering if I was at the right place, until I finally went to knock on the door and opened it. Lols. Saw the girls sitting on the beds watching TV. Went to the other side and saw a pitch black room with people watching Saw 3. Booo I watched that show before and it sucked like hell. Ah got in and put down my bag and went to the supposed "girls' room" since I didn't want to watch the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JieJun came along and then we sat on the bed to play mahjong. Okay, this was so long ago that I can't really remember most of the details. That was what I practically did the whole time I guess. Sarah was emo-ing outside, Lol. Anyways, after that. Hmmmmmmmmm. I forgot what we did but after that nobody slept. Oh there was this guy who came and complained about our noise level, saying that he didn't care how much we paid or whatever, he will kick us out of the place if we make anymore noise. I was like, WTH **** those people who complained or whatever. &lt;strong&gt;(My blog is family friendly so I censor stuff :DDD How kind of me)&lt;/strong&gt; And then and then. I still forgot what I was doing I think I was just stoning. But then. Midway there was alot of noise coming from the bedroom, so I went to check it out and found out that there was a Night Safari Ride in the room! Lols, with Evia being the Lion, the &lt;u&gt;only&lt;/u&gt; attraction there. And she was protecting her little pillow, while we tried to snatch it away from her. Lol it was damn lame! Haha. But darn funny at the same time. Hmmmm. After that, everyone just suddenly died? Like fell asleep all of a sudden. Hadley and YiXie in the living room, and the rest of them in the bedroom, all crammed into such a small space. Oh I think after awhile DingYi and Angelina went to sleep on the couch in the living room or something. The whole time I was playing with Jeanice's phone, since I didn't feel like sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerald, Jerald, Jerald. You always snore when you sleep. HAHA. So since I was bored till I could seriously just drop dead and like, die, I went outside to take a breather. Literally. Since it was so freaking cold inside that I felt like my breath was taken away from me. Anyways. I went out and was shocked by what I saw. WeiJia and XiuHuan were sleeping on chairs with their heads drooping towards either side. Valerie, HuiJie and JieJun were sleeping on those long benches beside the pool. I was like thinking why don't they go inside the chalet to sleep? They looked so poor thing outside. Especially JieJun with his sleeping bag. God. Lols. Well, YouZhuan was with me and it seemed like me and him were the only people didn't sleep so I talked to him lah. Walked around the place and felt bored, until people started waking up one by one. DingYi woke up and I betted with her to see who would wake up last. I betted on Angelina and she on Hadley. There was no money involved, just for fun. AND TECHNICALLY I WON, SINCE HADLEY WOKE UP BEFORE ANGELINA AND DINGYI CHEATED BY WAKING ANGELINA UP. Anyways. Once everyone woke up, JieJun was making toast for people, but we went out to eat Mac. Me, Hadley, YiXie, Jerald, YouZhuan, Complete 4, WeiJia, XiuHuan and Jeanice. Ate Hotcakes with sausage plus coffee. So we just sat there eating, quiet as always with the guys. It's like nobody ever talks when they eat. I mean of course not when there is food in their mouth but jsut a conversation would have done right? Aiya but we did talk abit. And just when I was buttering my hotcakes and pouring sauce over the thing, everyone finished their meals. So it was like, I had three hotcakes left with everyone else looking at me eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise eating slowly and biting slowly does make you feel fuller after all. I was so damn full by the time I finished eating, with everyone else waiting for me. And I still had my coffee to finish. I put like so much creamer and sugar but it just wasn't working. Macdonald's coffee just isn't very nice. D: Well, on the way Jerald went to buy water for himself and me, and I threw away my coffee. Couldn't take the taste. We followed this woman who was walking two &lt;strong&gt;SCHNAUZERS&lt;/strong&gt; and then we stared at the dogs (lol!) and the woman talked to us abit and said Bye to the dogs. Then we U-turned back and went through this gate which we were wondering whether we could enter or not. And we saw kayaks! And I got reminded of ATC. How sad. And Jerald broke the plastic bag he was carrying from Cheers. I seriously don't know how anyone can do that. WeiQi said it was because of his gorrilla claws. Tsktsk. Next time must keep them okay, Jerald? So then went back to chalet. The rest of the day was a total and complete blur. Well, except for the fact that I was playing the PSP the whole time whilst sitting on the bed. Sarah, Stephanie and Celia were beside me doing this whole therapy thing on PeiLin. Haha. Apparently she wasn't feeling very well. Poor PeiLin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmm. After that, I remember YanRu coming. Everyone came back from their cycling and the chalet was filled with people again! I was playing Big Two with Yanru, XiuHuan and WeiJia and me and XiuHuan kept winning. Haha. The whole time YanRu was desperately searching for the mahjong set. We played with Jerald's ball for awhile, too. With Hadley. In the end, don't know how YanRu got the mahjong set but we played with Hadley and Jeanice. I won twice! And during the time JieJun was going around serving people cup noodles. It was like some kind of restaurant, I tell you. He even had his own tray to serve people! The only thing he had missing was a paper and a notebook I tell you. Our chairman is so nice WHAHAHAHA. Oh and after that he was persuading people to go play water bombs. Quite a few people went, I guess. Me, Jerald, JieJun, ChinChye, Complete 4, Jeanice, HuiJie, WeiJia, XiuHuan and eeerrr. I think that's about it. Hadley and Hiok Ann just stood by the side cause they didn't want to play. Me and ChinChye were like targetting WeiQi, though ChinChye was the one really playing, since I didn't get much water bombs. But WeiQi was like drenched already and it was only water bombs. And so was JieJun. After that, we walked to this place with this tap and all and they started filling the container and their own plastic bags. At this time, everyone just figured taht it was easier to just have your own plastic bag and keep on refilling. We are environmentally friendly! Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the place around us was all mud, so when you tried to run it felt real soft beneath your feet. &lt;em&gt;*shudders*&lt;/em&gt; Wells, ChinChye was only concentrating on filling the container where he would target one person and then pour everything on that person. Like, lol. And then I got attacked by like people! WeiQi and JieJun. Wahlao. But I wasn't pissed at all. Duh uh and I was using my wallet as a safety net, but apparently it didn't work at all. Haha so got wet in the end. After we finished we all looked like real idiots who jumped into the sea or something. -.- Haha and Eunice and YeeLing walked back so damn fast. All of us walked back and I stoned outside the chalet for awhile before taking my clothes and going to the public toilet to shower. I realise I took a really long time to shower. Haha but that was because I was busy folding my clothes and making sure everything was neat and all. But anyways it's not like anyone wanted to use the closed bathroom anyway. And they could have used the really public and open one, so. Lols. Sometimes I wonder why most of the male toilets/public bathrooms I see nowadays are all public. Like out in the open. Oh oh I know why! It's cause girls are perverts who look at each other while guys don't do that. OMG LOL I CAN'T BELIEVE I JUST WROTE THAT. And seeing as how everyone who reads my blog is a girl. -.- Okay not HoKit or the occasional WeiJie, BUT THEY DON'T TAG SO I DON'T ACKNOWLEDGE THEM. Hpmh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so after that went back to chalet and realised I was like the last person who finished bathing, even after the girls. Lols. I think I'm practically slow at everything. Hmmmmm after that went to keep my things in my bag. Remember seeing the rest of them at the living room watching movies, with JieJun bending down at 90 degrees and sleeping. I don't know how he did that. Oh and lots of people went off. Evia, DingYi, Angelina, YeeLing, Stephanie, PeiLin, Celia, YanRu, Lee Chen, Bernard and Yong Shin. Then I don't know how but JieJun appears on the bed curling up and sleeping beside Valerie. Then I damn extra push him aside and sat beside him, trying to sleep since I haven't slept at all during the chalet. They were watching some dumb show on TV and I was dozing off already. I couldn't tell if I was really sleeping cause I remember I felt real drowsy but at the same time I could listen to their conversations and sort of reply them. Weird .____. Cause SinYi, WeiQi and other people wanted to go eat dinner and they asked me if I wanted to go but I shook my head. And the whole time I remembered I was sleeping. Seriously weird. Anyways. I woke up soon after with everyone else waking up too. They were back from eating dinner. Then we started playing Truth, which was real lame. Nobody actually even said anything truthful or whatever. LOLS. Except for Jerald who was trying to say sweetnothings to Eunice. WAHAHAHAHAH LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we decided to go have our dinner. Only four of us: me, Hadley, JieJun and Jerald ate. But WeiQi, SinYi and Jeanice went along too to send Eunice off. Her dad was outside at the bus stop and we ran just to see her off. Haha. Then went to Hao Kou Wei to eat dinner. Ate Chicken Chop. And also bought Ice Longan. :D Sweeeeet. JieJun was eating this damn big mini wok of fried rice. Really a lot. And Hadley with his expensive Korean food. Forgot what Jerald bought or ate =x Then we walked back to chalet. Everyone was like so tired and they soon dropped dead again for another night. All the girls except for Sarah were sleeping. On our side of the living room, Jerald and ChinChye were sleeping, I was playing with PSP and ChangJing, Sarah, Hadley and JieJun were playing Big Two. After that, I don't know how we switched but in the end I was just stoning on the seat with ChangJing playing the PSP. And there was this show on TV which I much more gruesome than any SAW movie. Seriously. Plus, it was actually real. And then HuiJie apparently was woken up by our talking and A GORRILLA'S FREQUENT BANGING OF THE DOOR. So she came and we played really lame games. Oh like with Sarah's deck of uno cards that were damn damn big and there were so little of them and there was one torn card. The whole thing was damn funny I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cards were like damn entertaining by themselves. Lols. We got pretty bored after that and JieJun didn't want to play the Hello Kitty version of Uno so he came up with lamer games. I shall tell you about them. (I sound so old now, like telling anecdotes of my life. Lols.) We played Simon Says. OMG I TELL YOU WE WERE SO BAD AT IT. Me and Sarah and Hadley. We totally couldn't play the freaking game I tell you. We lost so quickly that HuiJie was the winner. So I personally christened her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SIMONE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. *Everyone call her that!* Since she won Simon Says and she couldn't be known as Simon cause that was a guy's name, so I thought of the nearest possible female version, which was Simone. HAHAHAHAHA. Everyone there seemed to like it though. Except for Simone herself. Oh oh then JieJun came up with this Deal Or No Deal game with cards. He put out card 2-10, and asked me to pick one with all upside down. I picked the fourth card, since four is my favourite number and all. And then we started playing the game. It was so cute lah can. I had to pick like three cards at first then two then one. Then he was like pretending to be the banker and the host, asking me, "Deal, or no deal?" And I would be like, "No Deal!" with my arms formed into an "X" shape and closing the pretend button. LOL. And at the end, the card I picked, the fourth card, was the number 10. I "No Deal-ed" all th way to end. So I won the largest prize. Haha. Number four never fails me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was Up-Down. There was 2-10 again. And he turned all cards upside down and opened number five. Then we had to guess if the number beside was lower or higher. Damn easy game. Haha. We also played the one where we couldn't say a word. Like taboo or something. Quite lame, that game. Since nobody was really talking so nobody really lost. Lols. Oh we also played a game where somebody came up with some topic or whatever and that person had to tell it to another person. That second person would have to act out that word or whatever and pass it on. Then the last person would have to guess what that phrase or word or person that was. Basically this game was kind of a failure. Haha. Because the message wasn't really brought through. LOL. Oh yeah, the whole time Hadley was taking pictures and videos of Jerald. Because Jerald was like snoring, banging the door, and shifting around with his hand and scratching his neck like a gorrilla or something. UH HUH. And we were laughing the entire time and Simone would be asking us to SHHHHH cause we might wake the others up. THen we finally played a serious game of Uno with the Hello Kitty version. Simone went back to sleep. And JieJun added in this special card where if you got it you would have to draw ten more cards from the deck. I got that card three times and I still won -.- HAHA. And Simone came out cause she couldn't go back to sleep. Soon after, Hadley went to sleep, ChangJing went back to Costa Sands Downtown East and me, Sarah and JieJun went out to sit on the chairs outside. Played Big Two outside at the table with Simone too. It got kind of boring and JieJun and Sarah were so high about playing Up-Down. Because JieJun sort of changed the rules and made it more 'exciting'. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simone gave up on our ability to stay so high so she went back to the bedroom yet again. Finally, I got kind of bored and I went back in. Sarah and JieJun followed soon after. I took one part of the couch and put it on the floor and lay down on it. But it wasn't long enough to cover my whole body so only my upper body was resting on it. And I exchanged a cushion for the PSP with JieJun cause I wanted to play it and JieJun neededa pillow. So I played PSP for awhile and got bored, then went to sleep. By this time, people were waking up. So I slept when people woke up. LOLS. Slept for a few hours I guess. When I woke up, everyone else was already awake. And I realised that the whole time I was sleeping not on my back, but with my chest facing the floor. Damn weird. People sleep on their backs while I slept the opposite way O.O Woke up and played Heart Attack with cards. Played until the last few minutes when I went to pack my bag. Realised that I still had clothes not worn and since I would be washing everything in my bag regardless of whether I had worn them or not, I change my shirt. Lols. For no reason eh. Then locked the chalet and went to downtown east. They decided to go eat at Hao Kou Wei again. Ate roast duck noodles with SinYi. I don't really like duck, but had no choice and no time to be picky then. Anyway the roast duck wasn't that bad. Ate Ice Longan again after that. Sweeeeeeeeter. :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out and found out that we missed the shuttle bus to MRT station. When we were waiting, we called each other's names on the shirts. JieJun was a "Team Player", SinYi was "Bugs Bunny", WeiQi had an all black shirt and thus had no name. And Jerald was just plain "Ruud". HAHA. Nobody could see the word on my shirt -.- It was actually "Seventeen" with two other words at the bottom which I couldn't make out. Anyways, we took SBS bus to MRT station instead. MRT-ed alllllll the way to Clementi to go bowling. Was kind of broke but still had money anyways. Stopped at the mini Mac near Big Bookshop to get ice cream. Bought hot fudge Sundae. Then walked to the bowling alley. There was me, Hadley, Jerald, JieJun, ChinChye, HiokAnn, ChangJing, WeiQi, SinYi, WeiJia and Jeanice. ChangJing didn't play at all. First game. Got my first turkey with 204. Lols. Since I got turkeys before last time. But then at the last frame I hit like 2 or 3? And totally wasted the turkey. But ah what the heck my score was 161. Second game. Not very good already. 132. Felt kind of lethargic at the second game. And me and SinYi were like saying everyone is so damn emo. So I came up with the song "Emo World", adapted from "Elmo's World". It's really similar, it's like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LaLaLaLa,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LaLaLaLa,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emo World.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LaLaLaLa,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LaLaLaLa,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emo World!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone in Two Four,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is so Emo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's Emo World!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how bored I was. At least I made SinYi laugh, which was good enough. LOL. Third game I got 141. Okay bah. With an average of 145, rounded up. Hmmmmm. It was okay I guess. I'm expecting more from myself since I play so much nowadays. After that, separated and went to eat dinner with JieJun, WeiQi and SinYi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we spun SinYi's bottle at The NTUC there. It turned towards KFC and Sumo House. Then we stood in between the two places and spun the bottle again. It finally went towards KFC. SinYi was delighted, because she still remembers her small portion of Curry Udon. Haha. Ate two piece chicken meal at KFC. With everyone else eating Zinger. We crapped alot and started talking about shows. And I was telling JieJun taht I really like &lt;em&gt;Brothers and Sisters&lt;/em&gt; now cause I just started watching it. And he said the show was all old people acting. LIKE WTH. Then what about 真情? That show must have skeletons acting then. And anyways. I watch shows with substance, with people who can actually act, regardless of their age or appearance. And of course the shows have an EXTREMELY GREAT PLOT. Which is evidently lacking in many Singaporean shows. This is the reason why I watch American shows. Because they are actually worth watching. It's not about how famous the celebrity is -.- Oh and I laughed my socks off watching The Noose. It was so damn lame and hilarious. Seriously. Who knew Michelle Chong could be that much of a comedian. The worst actor there was probably Gurmit Singh though. I never liked him in the first place. And how the freaking hell did he even get a nomination for Best Actor in the Golden Horse Awards? This, is dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh. It's 2.37am now and I need to sleep. I can't believe I said that. I shall post about what happened on Saturday and Sunday tomorrow. It's late already. I can't believe I said that too. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-8507635927631827361?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/8507635927631827361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/8507635927631827361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/11/hee-hu-heeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-9214322107685842594</id><published>2007-10-29T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T11:53:15.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. I ammmm backkkk. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short post for now I guess. Hmmm. I'm supposed to go library after this. Meeting up with JieJun and I don't know who else since he didn't say. Oh oh before that I have to go school and hand in appeal form. -.- Sians. Have to wear uniform. &lt;em&gt;Why oh why&lt;/em&gt;. Now I feel lazy to go hand in appeal form. How how Jerald. Then I not same combi ler. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I felt real bored. So go do this quiz. From Evia's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put Your iTunes, windows media player etc on Shuffle&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS&lt;br /&gt;4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone says "is this okay?" you say:&lt;br /&gt;Fantasia Barrino - I Believe (I don't even know this song in my windows media player. LOL. I believe this is okay.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;Kelly Clarkson - Beautiful Disaster (ROFL I like a beautiful disaster in a girl. Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel today?&lt;br /&gt;JoJo - Too Little Too Late (lol? I feel like too little too late. Got this kind of feeling ah?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your life's purpose?&lt;br /&gt;Hilary Duff - Wake Up (OMG I SHOULD HAVE DELETED ALL HILARY DUFF SONGS. My purpose in life is to wake up. Figures. Since I like to sleep. Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your motto?&lt;br /&gt;Eminem - Lose Yourself (My motto is to lose myself. In what? O.O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Angela Zhang - 不痛 (Lols. But I hit people very pain leh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of your parents?&lt;br /&gt;Black Eyed Peas - The Boogie That Be (Is there even a song like this LMAO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about very often?&lt;br /&gt;Justin Timberlake - My Love (I think about my love very often. LOLS.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 2 + 2?&lt;br /&gt;50 Cent - Candy Shop (2+2 IS CANDY SHOP. Wahlao this song also have.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Parokya Ni Edgar - Pinoy Ako (I help you all translate to english. It means I'm a filipino. That means my best friend is a filipino. o.o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Green Day - Wake Me Up When September Ends (LOL IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;Kelly Clarkson - Be Still (my life story is that I was &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do i have to tell him in my life?&lt;br /&gt;Regine Velasquez - Forevermore (another filipino singer. my sis listen de. and tell who?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;Black Eyed Peas - Sexy (WTH!!!! I actually didn't want to put this up but I'm not a spoil sport. You can laugh all you want now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;First Lady - Never Be Replaced (See I'm so sweet. *pukes*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Black Eyed Peas - Shut Up (LOL. Nothing to say about this. Maybe I asking my wife to shut up?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Avril Lavigne - When You're Gone (OMG I never thought to paly this song at my funeral. I should! SO nice. Eh finally windows media player is getting smarter!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your hobby/interest?&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Underwood - Don't forget tot Remember Me (-.- That's my hobby. Asking people to remember me. =p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;Kelly Clarkson - Walk Away (*gasps* Actually quite true. That important people will walk away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay Lohan - Rumours (why would my rumours be my secrets? they're not true -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Angela Zhang - 其实很爱你 (see I'm so nice can. I love all of my friends. xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the victims...&lt;br /&gt;Anybody who wants to do, just do. It's damn fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no. The time now is 11.52 and I have to bathe then go school hand in appeal form then go library by 12.45pm. SHIT. I'm gonna be late already. Sians. Bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-9214322107685842594?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/9214322107685842594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/9214322107685842594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-446817244157824125</id><published>2007-10-28T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T19:23:17.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jerald. Just in case you don't know, I still have more than 50 posts more than you do. xD Even though I post so little nowadays. Muahahahhaa. Okay, stop. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Haven't posted since Sunday. My longest ever, &lt;strong&gt;I think&lt;/strong&gt;. So many things happened since I last posted lah. But I won't have time to write about every single thing that happened the past few weeks. Or rather, I don't have that much memory space in my puny brain. Anyways. ATC. I kind of miss ATC now? D: I can't believe I said that, LOL. Seriously. I kept saying that I hated ATC like shit, but in the end I thought it was quite okay. I wouldn't mind living there, of course without the PT. Haha. And the walking from our campsite to the jetty -.- That was a total waste of time. Anyways. ATC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday, went to school with big &lt;s&gt;bag&lt;/s&gt;bags. Late again -.- Then put my big bags into NP room, and went on our way to errr. The Johor Battery. Apparently some guy from Malaysia that side gave them 500,000 pounds to build some giant guns. So much money for nothing. Lols. I don't think they were useful anyway. Oh yeah. Our tour guides were like .... errr. The guy was so damn professional. But I don't think he knew what he was talking about sometimes. Then the woman, very weird. Lols. But I so would have preferred her. Took a class photo at the fake gun. Probably our last one already. Then after that bus-ed to Changi Museum. I think I went there before, as I have told Jerald. Anyways. The guy was bringing us into the place and telling us about the WW2 stuff. And the guy was like, not very clear in what he was saying? But the pictures and excerpts were so interesting. And it was so sad how so many people died. Ahhh. This is boring. Fast forward to Changi Jetty! Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Took the bumboat to Ubin. Then walked &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;alllllllll&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the way to the campsite. First time we walked that path, damn long and boring. The only thing good was that I wasn't that tired, since I like walking -.- And there was this cute white dog that kept following us there. It practically went the whole way with us and into the campsite. The only sad thing was that it had to be chased away by the guard. Sad. Anyways. Reached the place. And waited damn long for other schools to come in. ACS (both land and sea), RV, Clementi Town, New Town, Clementi Woods, Tanglin. I think that's all the schools. Besides NanHua. I &lt;strong&gt;think&lt;/strong&gt;. Anyways. Found out that the place we were in was for the Sec 3s. So we had to walk allll the way to another campsite. Okay, I'm exaggerating a little. But it really was kind of far. Who knew Pulau Ubin was that big O.O I think our campsite's name was Baru? Aiya I forgot. I only know the Sec 3s one was Noordin. The nicer, more advanced and newer one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached our campsite, and put down our bags. Some sir asked for four volunteers from NanHua and me, YangYee, ChangJing and Jerald were right in front so we went. Then we ran all the way there just to get one person -.- Sir JiaHao. It was a waste of energy but found out that we went there to get our dinner. Then walked back to our campsite again and had flag raising ceremony. So quiet. And ZhiYun was the one raising the Singapore Flag. Lols. I think so. That's what YangYee said. Anyways. After that, briefing on rules and regulations. Then moved on to pitch our tents. All I can say is that our tent was a failure. But I was so proud of the people I pitched the tent together with. Seriously. There were six of us. Three of them didn't go for the extra lesson on tent pitching. And in the end, our tent was still pitched up. Even with so much difficulties. After that, we totally overshot our schedule with the tent pitching. Then got separated into groups. Our group name: Baris. 17 people, 3 girls, 14 guys. Let's see if I can remember all of them. Girls: &lt;strong&gt;Hazel&lt;/strong&gt; (NH), &lt;strong&gt;Zoe&lt;/strong&gt; (so coincidental that I same group with her and she only realised I'm daniel on the second day -.- Zoe are you reading this! Lols. NewTown) and &lt;strong&gt;Teng Yee&lt;/strong&gt; (Clementi Town). The guys names ah, 13 of them how to remember. Shall try. &lt;strong&gt;Joven&lt;/strong&gt; (NH), &lt;strong&gt;Kok Siong&lt;/strong&gt; (same as Games Day leh. Tanglin), &lt;strong&gt;Jia Ying&lt;/strong&gt; (Tanglin), &lt;strong&gt;Eman&lt;/strong&gt; (Clementi Town), &lt;strong&gt;Bala&lt;/strong&gt; (Clementi Woods), the rest of them I can't remember schools, only names. &lt;strong&gt;Jun Wei&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Jonathan&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Sanjay&lt;/strong&gt;, Hmmmm. I think that's all I remember. Ah crap. Wait. I shall go try and find out. Ah shit. Hazel didn't update and Zoe's blog is errr. So I don't know. Ah shit. Oh I know! &lt;strong&gt;MING YANG&lt;/strong&gt;. Hmm. Another one was &lt;strong&gt;Jie Shu&lt;/strong&gt;? Oh this guy is the one whose name I never got. 3 more guys. Okay I give up. Lols. No one more. &lt;strong&gt;MARK&lt;/strong&gt;! Lols. Aiya I'll just move on. If I remember halfway then just say. Haha. Lots of ACS peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our CI's name I never got too. -.- From RV. Anyways. Played Whacko. Not really confusing. All you had to do was read out random names when your name was called. As long as it wasn't the person who called you or the person whacking. Bala was the only one who kept losing so he had to run to this tree and kiss, hug and shout something to it. It was funny for awhile until the novelty wore off and I just listed him off as attention seeker. =x I know I'm bad. But Joven was as bored as I was, so. After that was dinner? I SHALL TELL YOU ABOUT PULAU UBIN INSECTS. The insects there are like so evolved and 'advanced-looking'. Even ants are not so simple and their bites pack a punch. There were insects crawling and flying around that you probably wouldn't see in your entire life. Seriously. Who knew the Insect Kingdom was &lt;u&gt;that&lt;/u&gt; big. Anyways. The food was cold already but I was hungry so no choice. And then we got a taste of Ubin water. Desalinated, actually. Either the mini desalination plant there was total shit or desalinated water just tastes like shit. The first time I drank it, I just felt it was okay, just a little thinker. Then after you swallow it, this whole salty plus other sediments taste comes and hit you. It just totally sucks. Urgh. But cannot complain. The main theme of this whole camp was to have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;'EXPERIENCE'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I guess that was what the CIs meant. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then. We could go to sleep already I think. Quite early. Just that we had sentry duty afterwards. And my tent was the last one in -.- So other than climbing up all the rocky slopes, we still had to walk all the way in. Sians. At least same tent as one NanHuarian, Joven. Then went back to tents. Didn't really sleep, since there was one huge rock right below me. And whatever position I slept in the space I had, the rock would still be there -.- So I kept sitting up. And I was so damn bored, you know what I did? I took out my shoelaces and put them back on. Yes, I was that bored. And I couldn't read my book since everyone in my tent was sleeping already. But other tents were noisy. Damn noisy. Went out to do sentry duty earlier than expected. Oh duh cause I was in Group 2. All we did was walk around flashing our torchlights around. Really boring. It was a waste of our time! Even more boring than staying in the tent. Anyways. The time we finished was the time that we were allocated to start sentry duty! Lols. After that went back to tent. Only slept for a little while. The surprising thing was that I didn't have a single moquito bite on me. Only other insects -.- And me and Joven were getting irritated by somebody in our tent, Lols. Shan't say his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Second day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. PT. I this kind of lazy person also can find the PT slack, that means is really slack. And no circuit run. Lols. But when do pumping, the rocks were like damn pain on your hand, then your shirt will get damn dirty when doing crunches. Sians. Breakfast next. First time witnessing field cooking. So I didn't know how to cook anything, so all I ate was an energy bar. And I wasn't hungry anyways, so not much of a difference. After that, our first activity for the day was High Ropes Elements and other stuff. I refused to do the rock climbing. Lols. I just realised my fear of heights can be really bad. Aiya. Heck. As long as don't have to do can already. To hell with '&lt;em&gt;experience&lt;/em&gt;'. Anyways. Then there was this cannon thing. Once again, me and Joven got irritated by the same person. Cause he was doing everything and then some other sir was asking the two of us why we were not doing anything. WTH. Nevermind. I won't complain. After that was the maze. The maze was nice! Even though the floor was wet and who knew what things breed there. But it was damn nice. And you seriously couldn't see &lt;strong&gt;anything&lt;/strong&gt; at all. Nothing! Just feel around. And it was real cool since that place was used by the British during World War 2. Damn cool. The only sad thing was that we never met the two ah peks. D: Sad. &gt;.&lt; thing =".="&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went for lunch. Cook again. This time I forgot what I ate. Maybe a few pineapples? Plus biscuits. Lols. Then. Went for our next activity. Orienteering. Boredom. Complete and utter boredom. One good thing came out of it though, we kind of learned how to read a map. Actually, we already learnt it in Geog. But we learnt more about how to use a compass together with a map. Anyways. We walked to Noordin Beach first. There were no activities for us to play at the stations so it was practically walking around. The next one we had to go to the sensory trail. Our CI told us about this 'short cut' to the sensory trail. Personally, I don't think it was much of a short cut. Cause when we walked back, I realised that the normal way was somewhat the same, and the road was less rockier. And the dogs at Pulau Ubin are so poor thing lah, like all so sick like that. Really sad. Oh I learned one more thing. How to find your way when you are lost. Just look at the way Coconut Trees point to. They will point towards the sea, cause they need to disperse their seeds into the sea. Lols. My group CI told us that. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then walked back to campsite from jetty again. Sian until don't know what level. Then the CI was making us play this 'game', where the last two people walking had to run to the front everytime he blew his whistle. So damn sian. Then learned this thing called the Hornet Drill, used when you are attacked by Hornets, LOLs. Then he made us do that on the road, to block this other group from walking. Then ran back to campsite. After that, kayaking. Put on the bouyancy vests or whatever they're called, and went to the beach. Learnt about the kayaks and blah3. I wasn't listening, so I didn't know what the different parts were called. Haha. Then learnt how to kayak. How to use the oar. Then paired up with YangLe. And so we went out, and we were really coordinated. But the only problem was, whenever we kayaked left and right, we would go in a circle. -.- Then when we tried to turn back the same direction, like if you want to turn right, you have to kayak on your left, but when we kayaked on our left, we just kept going left. So by some point of time I wanted to give up already. Ah so sian already. And we were supposed to gather at some point, and me and YangLe were like going around in circles. Lols. And when we finally reached the point, they asked us to kayak to the front, and me and YangLe were just going in circles again. The only good thing was that the circles weren't at the same place. Which meant that we were moving forward, but in a circular motion. Lols. So by the time we had to get back, we were still moving forward slowly and then we had to be towed back by the speedboat. Lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going back, we had to clean up all the kayaks and vests and oars. We are the unluckiest group of people lah. We are the last ones to kayak, so we had to clean up everything. And the instructors were like scolding us when they saw that the kayaks that were put back on the 'shelves' were sitll dirty. It's not our fault lah. We're not the ones cleaning. The instructors are the ones cleaning. -.- They scold without reason. Anyways. After wasting energy carrying all the bloody kayaks for them to clean, we finally got to fall in. Then on our way back to our tents, some CI called us back. Apparently, somebody cut the flagpoles. I didn't even see anyone doing that, but the CI claims that, so we owed 20 for the next day's PT. Anyways. Sweet sweet bath time. Lols. We finally get to bathe! Even if it was for awhile. Ah wells. The toilet was crammed when I got in. Then quickly bathe and changed. Since we only have awhile. And I couldn't wash my sandy shoes in the sink cause the CI came in and scolded. Urgh. So changed shoes and then went back to tent. Kept everything and went down for dinner. Ate more this time. I ate pineapples, tuna and curry chicken. A little of everything. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat finish, went to have campfire in the Noordin campsite. Had to walk all the way there. Bloody hell. Then the campfire, was errrr. I shan't comment. And then the Sec 3s performances .... I shan't comment on that either. Anyways. The fire sucked. But since it was so weak, it gave me a chance to sleep. Lols. I can't believe I actually dozed off there. Seriously. Then then. Went back to our own campsite. After that could go to sleep all the way since it wasn't our sentry duty anymore. And halfway I woke up to find &lt;u&gt;somebody&lt;/u&gt;'s leg on my neck. Joven was saying that he saw it too. Wahlao. Since that &lt;u&gt;somebody&lt;/u&gt;'s hand was on Joven. Ahh but I shall not talk about him. Even if he was an extremely arrogant person the whole camp. Oh and. Throughout the whole camp me and Joven were talking about going home, Lol. And how we could kayak back to Singapore. But the island beside us was Pulau Tekong, so if we kayaked there it wouldn't have been much good. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Third day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Woke up and packed bags. Brought our bags down and had PT. Taken by Sir Chee Hoe. We did 75 sets of 8 counts of jumping jacks -.- 8 counts is one jumping jack now then I know. Then the rest is normal stuff. After that, area cleaning. Group 1-5 was supposed to clean up the tent sheets and all. So unpitch tents, brought the tent sheets down and then cleaned them with our rags. I hate the ground sheets. So damn dirty. The inner and outer sheets were so much nicer. Lols. Anyways. Then. Finished cleaning already, the five groups gathered at some hut thingy. Then the CI made us play this game where one person would run in front everytime he blew his whistle, then lie down. Then the next person who runs has to jump over the first person, making sure not to step on him/her. The punishment was five rounds around the field if you stepped on somebody. Lols. Nobody stepped lah duh. Kind of lame. But no choice, had to play. And it was such a long line, we had to keep jumping around forever. Sians. Okay then when we were going back, somebody cut the flagpoles again. WTH *@#(#*!@* Thankfully the CI didn't care. Yay thank you CI. I think he's from New Town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that finish everything. And we had to bring back some rations. Gawd. It's not enough that we eat the same food every meal. Then the CIs were being really lame and asking us whether we liked them or ATC. And blah blah blah, lame things happened. Then walked to Noordin camp. Amanda won best female camper for Sec3. Fizah for Sec2. And Eman from my group for best male camper for Sec2. YangYee was still thinking that the guy in his group should win. Lol. Anyways. Walked back to jetty. then took the bumperboat back to Changi. And bus-ed back to school. Went to central. Bought oreo crush. I was so damn elated when I tasted the oreo crush. It felt like I was back in civilisation! Lol. Then took a cab back home. Haha. Cause I was so lazy to take a bus home. Then when I reached home, I realised I didn't have the key, and nobody was at home -.- So I went to borrow my neighbour's phone and called my mum. Turns out she put the key in the flowerpot on the corridor -.- WTH. Like that also can. So went back home. And then after I bathed, I realised I was craving pineapples. Haha. Those canned pineapples from our rations. Then I found out that I didn't have my ration pack! That means I accidentally put my rations in another person's bag. OMG so sorry to that person. ROFL. Seriously I didn't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. THat's ATC. AHHH. I finally posted. Oh oh this whole week was like bowling week for me. Monday, ponned school. Tuesday, played three games. Wednesday, five games. Thursday, three games. Friday, another three games. And these three games all above 150. OMG like, the first time for me. Anyways. Plus I played three more games with my sister on oen of those nights. So altogether I played 17 games. God. My money was ripped away from me. But I don't regret it. It's good therapy! Haha. Okay, that's all. Didn't do anything much today. And must remember to go hand in appeal form tomorrow. Sians. So I'm going to wear half school uniform then change to go to library. Lols. Okay bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-446817244157824125?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/446817244157824125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/446817244157824125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/10/jerald.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-3272388870108300486</id><published>2007-10-21T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T23:28:28.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. If I can't have twice the number of Jerald's posts, then at least 50 more than his. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wells. I'm back. So shall post. Starting from thursday, though I don't really remember what happened. Hmmmmmmmmm. Oh, was late again in the morning. Late on tuesday, late again on thursday. What did we do huh? Oh. Yeah in the morning, we had Student Planning Day. Well, the councillor from 202 (shall not name her), we seriously didn't do anything bad to her at all. We took our mahjong papers already, and then preparing to write, just that we were talking a lot. Then she cried -.- Like, we didn't offend her or anything. And anyways. Councillors should be able to take it lah. Don't tell me that when some other student ignores you, you go and cry? Whatever. I know I'm mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that. I don't remember. Slacked in class. Played Uno, Murderer and Big Two (translated from daidi, LOL) . After that, we had to go to hall. Even though we knew that we had this Deepavali celebration, we still stalled. Haha. So by the time we reached there, they had already started. And we were the last class to go in. Lols. I think the whole thing was quite interesting. BECAUSE WE NEED EXPOSURE TO OTHER CULTURES. Please please HoKit get that into your mind -.- Stop criticising other people can. Anyways. They performed two different types of dances, Bollywood and North Indian dancing, Pangra, or something like that. Apparently the latter has something to do with Barthanatyam. Music lesson! Lols. I sound enthu. &lt;em&gt;*puke puke*&lt;/em&gt; NO way man. Not for yoyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that go back to class or lunch isit? Anyways. We had an Art talk after lunch and we stayed in class. Haha. Then Cheng came up to scold us and asked us to go down. When we went down, the other classes were still strolling in -.- And he said it as if we were the last class and everyone was waiting for us already. Hmmmm. The guy is .. .. Quite boring. I only liked his idea on how using meat to 'cleanse' the steps of the old Supreme Court would portray how people judge other people in court. Hmm. It's food for thought. Anyways. The rest of his work was pretty boring. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I do not look like him, neither does he talk like I do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to go bowling. With WeiQi, Eunice, YeeLing, HoKit, Hadley, JieJun and Jerald. YiXie also walked with us but then went to his bus stop along the way there. Reached there, Eunice and YeeLing don't want to play, so only six of us played. First game, me, WeiQi and JieJun. Forgot what score we got. But I think we lost to the other three. Second game. Me, HoKit and Jerald. We won! Lols. Then played a third game. This time, me, WeiQi and Hadley. Felt so electrocuted the whole time. Anyways. We won this game! With both me and Hadley scoring 132, and WeiQi with 88. Then then. After that, walked to central with Hadley, HoKit and Jerald. The other four peeps went back to school to wait for Sinyi I think. Hmm. Then forgot what I did after that. Anyways. This post has taken up so much time lah. It's like 11.30pm now. And I started two hours ago. I'm such a slow person. I have to concentrate on watching Lost now, and then go bathe for the second time again since I've come back. Lols. Will post about camp tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-3272388870108300486?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/3272388870108300486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/3272388870108300486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/10/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-3118250661284907599</id><published>2007-10-18T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T21:02:48.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;I. AM. SO. DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit man. Now I seriously, seriously don't feel like going to ATC. If I don't go tomorrow, that means I pon. I'm saying this even when I know TYT visits my blog. Seriously. I know I don't have passion for NP. Ahhh. And not having &lt;strong&gt;compulsory&lt;/strong&gt; things is discouraging me even more. Even if I know I'm running away from reality. Ah shit man. Actually this is doing myself good. Because if I get scolded for something I don't even have passion for, then NP will become nothing to me. And I will pon even more. And I won't care if Puay See comes see me. Damn, I don't even care if I'm in NanHua. Okay, that was too far. Ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE WILL THINK THAT WHOLE PART IS CRAP MAN. Whatever. I &lt;s&gt;think&lt;/s&gt; know I'm too much of a perfectionist. Shit man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i need courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;someone find me courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or rather, i need to find it myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all over now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-3118250661284907599?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/3118250661284907599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/3118250661284907599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/10/i.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-8435225570873432097</id><published>2007-10-17T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T21:41:18.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I haven't posted the last two days. Lazy LAzy LAZy LAZY &lt;u&gt;pig&lt;/u&gt;. Ahh. Okay then I will post now. Monday. In the morning, woke up early just to wait for a call from Jerald. Lols. And then waited, and waited, and waited until like 10+++ until he finally called. Made my way to Tiong MRT to get the ATC stuff and my option form from him. So when I got there, didn't see anybody on the inside waiting except for a couple? So I walked from left to right, right to left. In the end stayed on the left side and waited. Turns out Jerald was on the right side? So I took the stuff and went. Went up and collected repaired specs. &lt;em&gt;*I CAN SEE! I WILL LIIIIIVEE!*&lt;/em&gt; Uh huh. Then went to Sweet Talk and saw that the stall was open, so I went in to check if they were selling yet. Turns out they weren't, and I was so so sad. Awwww. Cause I prefer theirs to Clementi's cause theirs was nicely blended. Haha. So I went home with my specs, papers and NO OREO CRUSH. *sniffs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and slacked. Watched TV and went blog hopping. And then and then. Waited until around 2 to bathe. Cause I heard JieJun saying that we going bowling at 3. Huh. Yeah so I tried to call people but nobody answered the phone. So I was kind of thinking that maybe I got the time wrong. In the end we were supposed to meet at 2. -.- So I rush rush rush reached there at around 2.50pm. Sorry arh! Make you all wait for me. Anyways. When I reached there, they were buying the games, so I was thinking lucky I didn't miss anything. Haha. Then they were abit shocked? when they saw me. Cause I like, popped out of nowhere. Lols. After that, went to play. First game was guys vs. girls. OBVIOUSLY WE WON. =x Cause JieJun keep playing until so well, then our score is like going higher. Haha. Second round, decided to mix things around. Split into teams. Me, Yanru, Yeeling and WeiJie. We lost. Awww .. But at least we lost well, cause we lost by a tiny margin only! Cause JieJun was like scoring so well, and because &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ELY (EUNICE LOVE YIXIE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had this mysterious source of good luck which we all know came from where. Lols. By the way, Ely is the guy. Haha. SinYi came up with the genius name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then then. Everyone was thinking about whether we wanted one more game, in the end everyone agreed! Haha. So last game, changed group again. Me, Yanru, WeiQi and Yixie. Ely changed his name back to YiXie, so he wasn't really scoring well. But the other three of us scored well, AND WE WIN BY ALOT. Heehee. Throughout our last game, YeeLing's mum called and said that her sister was 'missing'. So YeeLing kept calling her friend but no answer. So she had to go back early in the end. So sad. Then later SinYi went back also. So left six people. Then we walked back to central. The weather was so weird. When I reached the place, it was raining so much that there could have been a flood. In the end, when we came out it was like so bright. Lols. And we were walking in twos, and it was so coincidental that our clothes were colour coordinated! Yanru and WeiQi in black, JieJun with his red and white shirt + YiXie with his red and white bag (okay maybe not clothes) and me and WeiJie in black and a little white. Lols. After that, at the bus stop near NTUC, JieJun took 156. Then at bus stop at central, YiXie waited for his bus, then at MRT station, WeiJie left to take his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;JIAYU&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bus opposite. So left with me, WeiQi and YanRu. Both our trains arrived the moment we went up. So mrt-ed back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Tiong, bought oreo crush! I wonder if the people remember me from that morning. LOLS. Saw ChinChye's senior. I think she's the chairman or something? Hadley say de. After that went back home, and slacked the whole day. Oh yeah, saw a guy from Tanglin, in my Games Day group. I think his name was, KS? Like, Kok Siong or something like that. Ah I forgot. But he didn't talk to me anyway. In fact I doubt we even talked -.- Anyways, I think he didn't remember me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday. Hmmm. Was late again. I think I cannot be used to this kind of one day holiday, one day school kind of schedule. So anyways. In the morning, had in-line skating. Haven't skated in like, four or five years? So I practically forgot how to. Even if my sister does skate. Well, the guy was like -.- I kept telling him my shoe size for like, three or four times and he practically ignored me. EVEN WHEN HE WAS THE ONE WHO ASKED ME IN THE FIRST PLACE. Urgh. Anyways. Put on everything and then started. At first, my legs kept shaking real real bad. But afterwards, it went quite okay. At least I was able to walk. Lols. Move around quickly, not really. Haha. Well, it was really really fun helping each other. See we learn how to support each other and work as a team, Jerald. It's not boring lah. And then we went to form a long row of clumsy people. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to our class which was at the sixth floor. -.- SO dumb man. These people don't know how to arrange classes. Seriously. Then we had this maths test, which was even dumber. It was some sort of MOE test. God knows what it was for, just know that I didn't put in effort. -.- I was like talking to Evia when I finished? Lols. Then the invigilator was like, weird. Even though I couldn't understand what he was saying the entire time. Lols. And his friend came in, and Evia claimed that the invigilator touched his friend's butt! LOLS. No lah, never touch de. After that, we had our lunch while every other sec 2 class had to go watch Capoeira. So went down to eat lunch, but ate lesser than usual cause like a bit no appetite. Hmm. After that we all went to the hall. Watched the remaining bit of Capoeira. Ho Kit arh, must learn to appreciate stuff from other cultures man. It's like, doesn't mean you don't understand or what they are doing doesn't appeal to you or you are not familiar with it, doesn't mean you have to criticise it right? Hmm. But capoeira is definitely not my cup of tea. But the guy was good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole thing we had some briefing on our trip to Changi Museum. -.- WeiJie was saying that we might as well not go, since we know what it's about and how it looks like already. It was a total waste of time lah. And the woman was eventually chased away. Haha. Because there was no time already. After that was SUPPOSEDLY Closure Session thing. It was total crap man. But Nana's song was playing! We all heard your song NaNa! Showed videos of stuff that happened this year. Then got some teachers to go up and crap. LIKE THAT CHENG. He was practically crapping. Andandand. Jesse was acting like some big shot. Like maybe she was thinking that she's bigger than Edmund or Bernadette. Lols. Cause she got to stand on the stage. Anyways. Our school has an overload of Discipline Committee teachers sia. Especially that lost cloud. Whole day only know how to say I fold in my shirt. She obviously cannot see and she still wants to claim that. I don't care if she's right, she doesn't have the right to assume. It's like, once we do something wrong, we are going to do that thing wrong forever. Total shit man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went back to class. Took my bag, and went for NP. Hmmm. Learnt how to pitch a tent, but don't think I'll be able to do it well. Lols. ATC die already. After that, ended a little later, then went to central with Jerald. Bought track pants for ATC, then bought oreo crush, and bus-ed back home. When I went on the bus, the driver was staring at my drink, he was probably jealous. xD Went back and it was raining heavily. -.- Looks like it's the raining season again. Oh yeah. It's always like this when my birthday is nearing. Always at the end of the year. Sians. But if it rains during ATC, we won't be sleeping in tents. That means proper lodging. Hmm. But then it will be harder to like, clear our stuff? Don't know. Never been to an NP camp before. Lols. So I don't know anything leh. Die again. Anyways. I haven't packed anything yet, I'm not even ready for this camp yet. Lols. I'm still like totally stoning away here. Okay, I posted. Ho Kit is asking me to hurry up. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-8435225570873432097?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/8435225570873432097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/8435225570873432097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/10/oops.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-8544463551778446756</id><published>2007-10-16T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T00:11:21.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIM YANGYEE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fellow NP mate and previous RVian. HAHA. I just came here to post this okay. Lest YangYee scolds me for forgetting his birthday. Anyways. Since I don't feel like posting about today, well, today, I shall talk about YangYee. Hmmm. When did I first meet him? Oh yeah. In primary two, when he first joined my class. Lols. The new people always end up in my class cause my class is the last one, not last in academics, but those like last to apply to the school that kind. Lols. Anyways. I forgot which house you are in. But I know during Sports Day I joined your house, then in the end we get first is it? LOLS. Something like that. Then later. The next few years like some same class, some different class. Were you in 5A? I forgot. Oops. =x I only remember 6A leh. Please. I didn't even realise that I was in the same class with GuiLiang for the whole time man. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I only know I didn't talk to you much. WAIT! Now I remember. You were in 5A. Cause I know last time you very close to &lt;u&gt;Anqi&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Xiaowei&lt;/u&gt; and James. Haha. AND I STILL REMEMBER WHAT THEY CALL YOU. Or rather, some of the girls. Oh wait. YOU GOT RUMOUR WITH FLORENCE RIGHT????? Haha. Woah. I still remember man. My memory is not failing me! See ah, they call you "Lin *** ***" last time. I'm a nice person, so I censor the thing lah. BUT YOU BAD GUY STILL CALL ME WHAT THEY CALLED ME LAST TIME -.- Wahlao lor. But it's your birthday, so cannot scold you. Lols. Aiya. This guy arh. Whole day only know how to bluff people. Some more he has that honest face, so you will think that he is telling the truth. I wonder how many times you scam Jerald already?? Haha. WHOLE DAY ONLY KNOW HOW TO USE THE WORD &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOOB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Lols. Really. He will keep on calling you noob de. Now not so much though. Now he is so much nicerrrr ((= I am so nice man. Keep on praising you. Anyways. I no present for you hor! I didn't buy for anybody at all leh. &gt;.&lt; I KNOW I AM A HORRIBLE PERSON. Lols. I think I will only give presents to people next year, when we not in same class. SO THAT YOU WILL ALL REMEMBER ME. OMG so buyaolian. Ahhh. I dedicated this post to you man. Though didn't say much, since I have a failing memory. Anyways, happy birthday once again dude. I know you will give that "-.o" face or say "ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ" when you read this. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-8544463551778446756?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/8544463551778446756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/8544463551778446756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday-lim-yangyee-my-fellow-np.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-1675599566557749251</id><published>2007-10-14T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T19:06:53.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time when I logged into Blogger, I would have to make sure that my number of posts were twice of Jerald's. Now that is just a dream. -.- Cause lol, he is catching up quickly already lah! Anyways. Yesterday. Didn't do anything. Today. Didn't do anything. I'm totally wasting my life away man. Andandand. I tell you ponning is &lt;u&gt;addictive&lt;/u&gt;. xD Because now I feel like ponning every single thing. Sians man. I wanna pon ATC. I think that is cause of me ponning school once in awhile so now I don't care if I pon some more things. But then there will be consequences. No badge for me. (According to Jerald, who is not a very reliable source since he himself is a secondary source, no primary.) So now I'm still in contemplation. How How How. Somebody tell me whether I should go or not. AH. Sians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I did some more blogthings. Cause I was so so bored. This stupid com has been switched on since like, 11 in the morning? And now it's 7pm. -.- Ah I am so totally wasting electricity. Well, blogthings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Rule Mercury&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatplanetshouldyourulequiz/mercury.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close to sun, Mercury has very long days - and is rarely visible to the rest of the solar system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are perfect to rule Mercury, because you live for the present - and can truly enjoy a day that goes on forever.&lt;br /&gt;Like Mercury, you are quick and elusive. Your wit is outstanding, and you can win any verbal sparring match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people see you as superficial, but in truth, you just play many roles and have many interests.&lt;br /&gt;A great manipulator, you usually get what you want from people. And they're happy to give it to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatplanetshouldyourulequiz/"&gt;What Planet Should You Rule?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same as Yanru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality is Very Rare (INFP)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality type is dreamy, romantic, elegant, and expressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only about 5% of all people have your personality, including 6% of all women and 4% of all men&lt;br /&gt;You are Introverted, Intuitive, Feeling, and Perceiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howrareisyourpersonalityquiz/"&gt;How Rare Is Your Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same again. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Funhouse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcarnivalrideareyouquiz/funhouse.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an open, flexible person who is able to see the world through many perspectives.&lt;br /&gt;Self reflective and honest, you're able to take a hard, objective look at yourself (even if you don't like what you see!).&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, you are a bit of a narcissist. But you can't really help it...&lt;br /&gt;You're by far the most interesting person you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life is a bit perplexing. Things aren't always what they seem - even to you.&lt;br /&gt;You've successfully cultivated an enigmatic reputation. But you're still a mystery to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, you often feel a little lost in the world. And you're okay with that.&lt;br /&gt;Trapdoors and dead ends are something you expect. You just enjoy figuring out what it all means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your best, you are self aware and savvy.&lt;br /&gt;You know yourself well... including where you've been and where you're going.&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are vain, self centered, and egotistical.&lt;br /&gt;You sometimes look so far inward... it's the only thing you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcarnivalrideareyouquiz/"&gt;What Carnival Ride Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is scarily freakingly true man. I don’t even know how to describe the accuracy of this test. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#E9F3FA;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Blood Type is Type B&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D6E8F6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourinnerbloodtypequiz/b.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You follow your own rules in life, even if you change the rules every day.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, you tend to be off the wall and unpredictable, but that's what makes you lovable.&lt;br /&gt;And even though you're a wild child, you have the tools to be a great success.&lt;br /&gt;You are able to concentrate intently - and make the impossible possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with: B and AB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous Type B's: Leonardo Di Caprio and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourinnerbloodtypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Inner Blood Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Peanut Butter And Jelly Sandwich Means&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourpeanutbutterandjellysandwichsayaboutyouquiz/pbj.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eating style is reserved. You are a bit of a fussy eater, and you have very specific ways you like your food prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have an average sweet tooth. While you enjoy desserts, they aren't exactly your downfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your taste in food tends to be pretty flexible. You may crave sushi one night, and your favorite childhood recipe the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admit it, you're a little trashy and low class at times. You're definitely more comfortable at a tattoo parlor than the theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a tough person who isn't afraid to live life fully. There isn't a lot that scares you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are laid back and extremely easygoing. You never make a fuss, and you try to enjoy every moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourpeanutbutterandjellysandwichsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS LOL. The mystery is solved! I only have an average sweet tooth! This is kind of reliable. Cause I am an extremely fussy eater. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are Milk Chocolate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/milk-chocolate.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total dreamer, you spend most of your time with your head in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;You often think of the future, and you are always working toward your ideal life.&lt;br /&gt;Also nostalgic, you rarely forget a meaningful moment... even those from long ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Chocolate Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I &lt;strong&gt;LOOOOOVEEE &lt;33&lt;/strong&gt; Milk Chocolate. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Paint Your Room Blue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoupaintyourroomquiz/blue.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaceful and soothing, blue rooms have been known to reduce blood pressure.&lt;br /&gt;Your blue room will encourage deep rest and great sleep.&lt;br /&gt;A blue room is the perfect oasis for a stressful life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoupaintyourroomquiz/"&gt;What Color Should You Paint Your Room?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh. My room is not blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Own a Shih Tzu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofdogshouldyouhavequiz/shih.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dignified, playful, and quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofdogshouldyouhavequiz/"&gt;What Kind of Dog Should You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Close enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Not Prejudiced&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouprejudicedquiz/prejudiced-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only are you color blind, but you're also ethnicity blind, gender blind, and sexual orientation blind.&lt;br /&gt;You don't judge someone until you truly know them. And even then, you're probably reluctant to judge.&lt;br /&gt;You try to treat everyone equally. Everyone has a fair chance with you.&lt;br /&gt;Good job - there's not a prejudiced bone in your body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouprejudicedquiz/"&gt;Are You Prejudiced?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be A Poet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofwritershouldyoubequiz/poet.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You craft words well, in creative and unexpected ways.&lt;br /&gt;And you have a great talent for evoking beautiful imagery...&lt;br /&gt;Or describing the most intense heartbreak ever.&lt;br /&gt;You're already naturally a poet, even if you've never written a poem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofwritershouldyoubequiz/"&gt;What Type of Writer Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG like NOOOOOOOOOOOO. Never. I dedicate myself to prose only. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CDDEFF;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are an Atheist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourreligiousphilosophyquiz/atheist.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to religion, you're a non-believer (simple as that).&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to think about what's known and proven.&lt;br /&gt;You don't need religion to solve life's problems.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, you tend to work things out with logic and philosophy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourreligiousphilosophyquiz/"&gt;What's Your Religious Philosophy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Ham Sandwich&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsandwichareyouquiz/sandwich-6.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are quiet, understated, and a great comfort to all of your friends.&lt;br /&gt;Over time, you have proven yourself as loyal and steadfast.&lt;br /&gt;And you are by no means boring. You do well in any situation - from fancy to laid back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend: The Turkey Sandwich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mortal enemy: The Grilled Cheese Sandwich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofsandwichareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Sandwich Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is amusing. I have a mortal enemy. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There's a Chance You Could Be Violent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/couldyoubeviolentquiz/violent-2.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you're a pretty chill person - and you have a good handle on your emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes your anger gets the best of you, and end up regretting how you act.&lt;br /&gt;Try to curb your temper more often. It only has to get out of control once to do some damage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/couldyoubeviolentquiz/"&gt;Could You Be Violent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I’m not too violent. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 64% Open Minded&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howopenmindedareyouquiz/open-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very open minded person, but you're also well grounded.&lt;br /&gt;Tolerant and flexible, you appreciate most lifestyles and viewpoints.&lt;br /&gt;But you also know where you stand firm, and you can draw that line.&lt;br /&gt;You're open to considering every possibility - but in the end, you stand true to yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howopenmindedareyouquiz/"&gt;How Open Minded Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. That's how bored I am. What shall I do later. Hmmmmmm. I don't know. Gahs. Now I feel like going to rent DVDs again. And now no mood to post about the class again. Haha. Maybe later. OR tomorrow. Since I have lots of time tomorrow also. But I have to get to shopping for ATC already. Aiya actually only a little stuff to buy. I STILL DON'T WANT TO GO ATC. Someone persuade me out of this. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-1675599566557749251?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/1675599566557749251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/1675599566557749251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/10/omg_14.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-6173047327635700120</id><published>2007-10-14T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T03:29:10.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since I have nothing to do now, I shall post on the class. Heehee. Really bored now leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;#1 WeiJia: Hmmmmm. I know I don't talk to her much. Haha. But always the object of errr. Teasing? Okay wrong type of word. Still remember. Pregnant lady! Okay stop liao lah. Anyways. Part of the whole study group saga. I'm bringing this up cause I had fun in study group! Even if people don't like. And err. Chiobu chiobu chiobu. So many people say she chio sia. But she is still the chio-est in one person's eyes only. &lt;em&gt;*hint hint*&lt;/em&gt; Haha. Very smart person. Apparently ChinChye said you mug abit only but still get this kind of marks. Wahlao. Kind of sad though, never talk to you much. Cause you always busy with someone mah. Aiya. But still. A very good friend. ((=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#2 Angelina: NANA! I only started talking to you around before EOYs that period? Ah! Very fun to be with, this girl. Crazy, fun, enthu, hyper, whatever nice adjective you can use to describe her! Haha. This girl ah, I tell you if you become really good friends with her, you're in luck! Cause I'm sure she can be a very good friend. And I still never write finish in your book leh you know! Lols. Cause no time. And keep forgetting =x. Great photographer! Somehow she always manages to capture WeiYue in her best pose yet man. If you never see before go ask Nana to show you that pic of WeiYue with Valerie and other people and zoom up to her face. You'll see the genius of Angelina then. Haha! Fun friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;#3 Jeanice: Our dearest Nanhua Idol! Even if she doesn't like people calling her that, Haha. Very nice person to be with. Extremely high-pitched voice. Haha. Extremely enthu about stuff. Great singer. Doesn't realise the fact that she has potential in her. Uh huh. You are not dumb lah huh! Your mind is just taking a short break. Haha. Just like mine. Just that mine is not break, mine is short circuit. Has a strong sense of her own identity. Why do I say this? Because she knows how to be herself and she doesn't change just because of little things. That's something to look up to, guys. Am sure that she will do well in no matter what she does. A very very very very very very very very good friend! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;#4 Celia: I know I never talk to you much. Haha. But still, classmate man. What do I know of you? Hmm. I know I got talk to you before. I think. More of a straightforward kind of person? Haha. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;#5 HuiJie: This Vice-Chairwoman arh, blur blur de lah. Only person good enough to take Third Lang, Jap. Whole day sit there and read her own comics. HuiJie, you've got to talk more! I don't know how you live each day staring at your comics the whole day. Good friend of Kelly's. Reasonable person. Is always the one who brings JieJun back to Earth everytime he has some crazy idea for the class in some event or something. Has good business sense! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;#6 DingYi: EEYER. Will never forget the girl who says this the whole time man. Oh, and she likes to end of her sentences with 'man'. Lols. Kind of tomboy-ish? Likes to stare at people with that "Whatever, if you don't stop talking I will kick your ass" face. Haha joking! Math pro. Because she understands all the kind of cheem cheem math questions that my brain cannot comprehend. I think she win me in math for EOY. Ah! Study group also! Hello! Got take neoprints with her before. Damn sarcastic. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE OF THE FEW PEOPLE IN CLASS WHO APPRECIATE ENGLISH MUSIC.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Uh huh. And likes to read 'hot' magazine. And tries to kope from me if I bought the magazine. Lols. I do like, two projects with you before? Yeah, should be. Likes volleyball? Haha. Good friend also, this one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;#7 Eunice: Parrot JieJie! Only started to call her that recently. Haha. We are of the bird family man. Must take good care of JIE FU okay? Although I can see how he can easily crush you. Imagine a gorilla with a parrot &gt;.&lt; Haha. Part of the Complete Four. I didn't really talk to her that much last year, was just kind of fascinated by the fact that four complete strangers from different schools can come together and become so close. Uh huh. She got very small eyes. Haha. Everytime I challenge her see whose eyes bigger obviously it will be me lah. =x Oh yeah. Korean girl ah! Kamsamnida for making me laugh so much this year! Haha. People say that she like to imitate people, that's how she got her name, but I never see her imitate before leh. Oh yah. Nun! Must take care of Monks also hor, don't let him go around trying to steal people's inheritance ah! Lols. God I am lame. Really funny and nice person to be with! Everytime also say she hungry de. Haha. And she likes to be lame? LOLS. Anyhow, my very nice jiejie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;#8 YeeLing: XiaoBai! Abilabang! Mrs Muthu! Yu tu! Teresa! Haha. Remember this line that JieJun keeps using that he &lt;u&gt;thinks&lt;/u&gt; never gets old? "Eh .. 你是谁啊？啊！是 yeeling 啊!" LOLS. And then YeeLing will give a diao look. Just cause YeeLing rebonded her hair! Which made her look like Teresa Kee. Lols. YeeLing yesterday birthday! And part of complete four, refer to eunice part. Haha. Whole day there very poor thing cause she will get ostracised by everyone else! Haha. Sorry ah YeeLing, cause we too engrossed in teasing you already. But we know you won't get angry with us cause you not petty ((= Yeah. Kind of regret not talking to Complete Four that much too cause they are very nice people! And very fun to hang out with too! Especially since we have YeeLing to tease! =x Oops. Oh yeah. Very smart girl. YeeLing ah, really. You are very smart de. So you will surely do well in the future! Good luck ah! No, you don't need luck, you have your MIRACLES to believe in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;#9 HuiMin: NCC girl! What I remember of HuiMin. Hmmmm. I don't talk to her much, just that I know that she is basking in the sweet sweet love of her relationship with JieJun. Uh huh. Damn sweet one lah the two of them. Cannot stop thinking about each other! HAHA. Always talks to her good friends MinQi and Valerie! HMV. Their own group. WAHAHAHAHA. JieJun discovered that name. Damn smart at making names lah he.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;#10 WeiYue: Mary! Our beloved maid of the class. Her full potential is shown when she is given a broom. Haha! Joking only hor mary. Played rich kid Eunice's maid in our drama. And did a fantastic job man! Keep it up WeiYue and who knows, you could be the president's maid next ;D HAHA. Very greedy person. Whole day want to kope food from people ah you! And also like to bring her own food to school. Haha. Like me. Lols. Like to tuck out her shirt alot ah! Naughty naughty mary. (rhymes leh!) HAHA. Don't let people know her blog de. But I know! Haha. Eh I long time never tag that person blog liao so obviously I won't discover your blog right. Lols. Fun friend too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I think I'm stopping at number ten. I'll be posting ten people for each post. So then there'll be four posts dedicated to 204! Haha. Well, gonna do a little blog hopping then go to sleep at around 3.30am? YEAH. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-6173047327635700120?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/6173047327635700120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/6173047327635700120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/10/since-i-have-nothing-to-do-now-i-shall.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-4580441849086163248</id><published>2007-10-13T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T00:44:47.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. Today something happened. You know what happened? I'll tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YEELING GOT A YEAR OLDER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHA. HAPPY BIRTHDAY YEELING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. That's what happened today. Everyone's getting old already. And yet, I'm still young xD. LOLS. Haha. Yeeling! You are one year older already. Lol. Yeeling/XiaoBai/Mrs Muthu/Abilabang/I don't know what other name already. Haha. Anyways. Yeeling this funny person! Very funny de. Keep getting bullied. Haha. But next year sure different class already. So bye! So sad. Cannot be together with you guys already. No no. Cannot think of this. Anyways. Koped quizzes from a girl who doesn't want people to know her blog. -.- LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You.Can.Only.Type.One.Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is your cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;Bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Zilch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair?&lt;br /&gt;THICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your mother?&lt;br /&gt;Naggy. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your father?&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite thing?&lt;br /&gt;TEEVEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Your favorite drink?&lt;br /&gt;*this one cannot one word* CHOCOLATE FRAPPUCINO. WITH WHIPPED CREAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your dream car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Black.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Say something about life?&lt;br /&gt;Cruel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your ex?&lt;br /&gt;-.- None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Your fear?&lt;br /&gt;Cluelessness? *is that even a word -.-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Where do you want to be in 10years?&lt;br /&gt;USA. *or Europe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who did you hang out with last night?&lt;br /&gt;TEEVEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What you're not good at?&lt;br /&gt;Sports?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Muffins?&lt;br /&gt;Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. When you DIE, u'd rather be CREMATED or BURIED?&lt;br /&gt;Buried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Where you grew up?&lt;br /&gt;Philippines? *technically Singapore but ah what the heck*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Last place you've been to?&lt;br /&gt;School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Clothes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Your pets?&lt;br /&gt;Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Your computer?&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Your life?&lt;br /&gt;Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Your mood?&lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Missing?&lt;br /&gt;TEEVEE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What are you thinking about right now?&lt;br /&gt;ATC. *don't ask me why*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Your car?&lt;br /&gt;Non-existing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Your work?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Your summer?&lt;br /&gt;Wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Your relationship status?&lt;br /&gt;Single. *lols*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLACK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. When was the last time you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Justnow. *one word! haha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;Forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. School?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Nanhua&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The phone rings, who do you want it to be?&lt;br /&gt;SMRT telling me that they will send my EZ-link card to me ((= without troubling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When shopping at the grocery store,do you return your cart?&lt;br /&gt;I never use carts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you had to kiss the last person you kissed again, would you?&lt;br /&gt;-.- RIIIIGGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you take compliments well?&lt;br /&gt;Love 'em. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you play Sudoku?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Kind of slow though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If abandoned alone in the wilderness would you survive?&lt;br /&gt;Probably? Unless there are errmm. Wild gorillas? Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If your house were on fire, what would be the first thing you would save?&lt;br /&gt;The fire extinguisher! Lols. To put out the fire. Wait. I don't have one in my house -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who was the last person you slept in the bed with?&lt;br /&gt;Myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who do you text the most?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm. Don't know leh. I don't text much. But when I do, it should be HoKit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite childrens book?&lt;br /&gt;Lols. Errr. Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Eye color?&lt;br /&gt;Should be black. Awww. So plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How tall are you?&lt;br /&gt;Urgh. Like, 1.7m? Somewhere there. Dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If you could do it over again,start from scratch, would you?&lt;br /&gt;My EOYs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. When was the last time you were at Botanic Garden?&lt;br /&gt;This year. Early in the year. To walk around. It was lovely. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Favorite ex..?&lt;br /&gt;Never had any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Where was the furthest place you traveled?&lt;br /&gt;Errrr. Somewhere in China? I've never been to much holidays. All of you are lucky people I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you like mustard?&lt;br /&gt;It's fine I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you prefer to sleep or play?&lt;br /&gt;PLAY. Unless I'm real real real tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you miss anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. My class? Oh oh. My relatives in phils?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Can you do splits?&lt;br /&gt;OMG LOL no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What movie do you want to see right now?&lt;br /&gt;MUSIC AND LYRICS. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What did you do for New Years Eve?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm. Sleep? Or watch TEEVEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you think The Grudge was crappy?&lt;br /&gt;That was the only horror movie I watched that I kind of closed my eyes at one part. ZZZ. But it wasn't crappy lah. The Grudge 2 is then crappy. Lols. No excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you own a camera phone?&lt;br /&gt;Not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Are you a cheerleader?&lt;br /&gt;LOL NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.Whats the last letter of your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;I have six words in my full name. Which is middle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Are you hispanic?&lt;br /&gt;OBVIOUSLY NOT. Do I like Hispanice to you? Pure Asian. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you like care bears?&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THEM. ASK THEM GO DIE LAH. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What do you buy at the Movies?&lt;br /&gt;Tickets? And popcorn and Sprite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you know how to play poker?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. But suck at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you wear your seatbelt?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I'm such a law abiding citizen man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What do you wear to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;My clothes? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Anything big ever happen in your CITY?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Is your hair straight or curly?&lt;br /&gt;Kind of in between both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Is your tongue pierced?&lt;br /&gt;No! Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you like Liver and Onions?&lt;br /&gt;NO. Like, OMG no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Do you like funny or serious people better?&lt;br /&gt;This is hard. Hmmm. I can't decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Ever been to L.A.?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Who is on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;Myself? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.any plans 4 tonight?&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Whats your fav. song at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Either "Jenny" by The Click Five or "Way Back Into Love" by Hugh Grant and Drew Barrymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you hate chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;Obviously not. Love chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. What do you and your parents fight about the most?&lt;br /&gt;Don't know, don't care. But church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Are you a gullible person?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe. Not as gullible as Yanru though! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you need a boyfriend/girlfriend to be happy?&lt;br /&gt;No. I just need my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. If you could have any job what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;A er. Psychologist. Or an Archaeologist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Are you easy to get along with?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Just start a topic and I can keep on talking. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. What is your favorite time of day?&lt;br /&gt;Midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Are you generally a happy person?&lt;br /&gt;I guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Tao Ghee De Peralta Chee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHAT COLOUR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING?&lt;br /&gt;Wearing shorts. Not pants. Who wears pants at home anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;The wind. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ARE YOUR LEGS CROSSED?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?&lt;br /&gt;A pear. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON WHAT COLOUR WOULD YOU BE?&lt;br /&gt;BLACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. HOW IS THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Cold? Okay I guess. It's 12.23am. Figure the weather out yourself. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.LAST PERSON YOU TAlKED TO ON THE PHONE?&lt;br /&gt;Jerald. For ATC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Their face? If not where I look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT YOU THIS?&lt;br /&gt;Nobody sent me this. I koped it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.HOW ARE YOU TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;GREEAAAT. Just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. FAVOURITE DRINK?&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Frappucino. With whipped cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. FAVOURITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK?&lt;br /&gt;Wine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What is your favourite sport?&lt;br /&gt;Badminton/Bowling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. HAIR COLOUR?&lt;br /&gt;Black + Dark Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.EYE COLOUR?&lt;br /&gt;Black. Sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Though would want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.SIBLINGS?&lt;br /&gt;An elder sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. FAVOURITE MONTH?&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. FAVOURITE FOOD?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Tough one. Sweets? Chocolates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?&lt;br /&gt;Ghost Rider. Kind of cheesy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. FAVOURITE DAY OF THE YEAR?&lt;br /&gt;My birthday! Lol. No lah. Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. SATURDAY OR SUNDAY?&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT?&lt;br /&gt;No. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. DO YOU LIKE MARMIT?&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. SUMMER OR WINTER?&lt;br /&gt;Winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. HUGS OR KISSES?&lt;br /&gt;Both? LOL. Don't know lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA?&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate. Definitely. 100%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. DO YOU WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO WRITE BACK?&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. WHO'S MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND?&lt;br /&gt;Huh huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. WHO IS LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND?&lt;br /&gt;Huh huh huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. LIVING ARRANGEMENTS?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Too lazy to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. WHAT BOOKS ARE YOU READING?&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Dessen's. And I still haven't read the last Harry Potter book. How unlike me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. DID YOU WAKE UP BEFORE YOUR ALARM WENT OFF ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. DO YOU MISS BIG BROTHER YET?&lt;br /&gt;Do you mean the show? Cause they don't have it in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. FAVOURITE SMELLS?&lt;br /&gt;The rain. Food. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. WHAT INSPIRES YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Everything and anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. BUTTERED, PLAIN, OR SALTED POPCORN?&lt;br /&gt;Buttered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. FAVOURITE CRISPS&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. FAVOURITE CAR?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that into cars. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. FAVOURITE FLOWER?&lt;br /&gt;Don't have one I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. HOW MANY KEYS ON YOUR KEY RING?&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.CAN YOU JUGGLE?&lt;br /&gt;No. Lols. Not coordinated enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. FAVOURITE DAY OF THE WEEK?&lt;br /&gt;Weekdays. I get to see my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. RED OR WHITE WINE?&lt;br /&gt;Red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. WHAT DID YOU DO FOR YOUR LAST BIRTHDAY?&lt;br /&gt;Lie in my bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. DO YOU OWN A DONOR CARD?&lt;br /&gt;Err. No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49.WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING?&lt;br /&gt;"Do I need to go to school today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. WHAT ARE YOU DOING ONCE YOU HAVE FINISHED THIS?&lt;br /&gt;Publish this post. Then sleep. Or go walk my dog. At 1am. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Three quizzes. Wanted to post blogthings but figured the post is long enough already. Anyways. Today I didn't do anything. Nothing at all. But watch TV the whole day. This is boring. &lt;em&gt;*yawns*&lt;/em&gt; But I have to prepare for ATC. Dang. I wanna get an MC! Ahhh. Good luck to me in ATC. I want to fall out in every single thing. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-4580441849086163248?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4580441849086163248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4580441849086163248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/10/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-4357302763994229866</id><published>2007-10-13T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T20:56:18.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PEOPLE! DON'T BOTHER TRYING TO SMS OR CALL ME THROUGH MY HANDPHONE AH. IT'S NOT WORKING, SO YOU'LL HAVE BETTER LUCK CALLING MY HOUSE PHONE INSTEAD. Thank you for your attention. Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-4357302763994229866?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4357302763994229866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4357302763994229866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/10/people-dont-bother-trying-to-sms-or.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-291619066022711088</id><published>2007-10-13T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T01:55:32.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grr. Now everytime I log in, I'll see a three figure number for Jerald's post. And I'm not even hitting 200 yet. It's hard, y'know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Today. Today. I kinda skipped school today xD But I really had a headache. Though it's not much of a reason to skip school. Like HoKit said. Haha. He say he backache then he can don't go school already. I don't know why, but I kind of had no motivation to go to school. Ah. Cannot do this anymore. I'm having a really bad habit of skipping school already. How how how how. &lt;u&gt;Die.&lt;/u&gt; Huh. Well, more marks for you. According to HoKit and ChinChye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Geography&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall - &lt;strong&gt;62.5/100 B4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hmm. I don't know what I can say about this. I guess I really expected this. I can't cry. I told myself not to cry. I didn't even cry for History. And HoKit's still thinking how I can have no emotion for my history. Well, at least he was nice enough to care. And I thank him for that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Maths&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall - &lt;strong&gt;77/100 A1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My highest mark for EOY. I know it's low, but it's all I could have gotten.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Science&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology - 14/20&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry - 18/30&lt;br /&gt;Physics - 38/50&lt;br /&gt;Overall - &lt;strong&gt;70/100 A2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Well, I definitely didn't expect this. Especially my Physics. There must have been some calculation error. Because I know I crapped alot in the paper. Anyways. I'm laughing at my Chemistry. I knew I would do well! Uh huh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all my results for you. I'm going to count my overall. Wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. My overall for EOY is 64.9. Don't ask me the secret to getting such a great mark, I won't tell you xD. I'm guessing my average is below 70%. Many things are flying away now. There goes my lovely future. Nah, just kidding. I know enough to know that this exam is not everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I don't know why I'm not going to school. Really. Maybe it's because I'm too sensitive. I'm thinking too much. I keep having this feeling that people are better off without me. Actually, that's kind of right. No, that's totally right. Everyone has fun without me. And right. ChinChye is the only one who is so honest with me. Like, totally. I know I've changed, and I like how I've changed. And I think when you have a little confidence, you feel that you are sort of 'qualified' to critic. I don't know. I just. Don't know anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i need a saviour in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i need one so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-291619066022711088?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/291619066022711088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/291619066022711088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/10/grr.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-3063044023568150255</id><published>2007-10-11T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T23:12:10.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel totally sick now. Many factors contributing to this. But will not list out. Lols. Anyways. Was late today. Cause I thought that there wasn't any school today. In the end woke up at 7, took a cab to school again. Sians. Then reach school. There was this long line of upper sec people late also. -.- Then I'm like one of the few lower sec peeps. After that. Go back class then the rest of the day was practically spent in the hall. Stupid bloody dirty hall that hurts my butt. Argh. -.- Well, here are my marks. Not that anyone would care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;English&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composition - 18/30&lt;br /&gt;Proposal - 20/30&lt;br /&gt;Comprehension - 39/50&lt;br /&gt;Overall - &lt;strong&gt;70/100 A1 &lt;/strong&gt;(not counting oral)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chinese&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;作文 - 49/70&lt;br /&gt;公函 - 13/20&lt;br /&gt;Main Paper - 63.5/110&lt;br /&gt;Overall - &lt;strong&gt;62.8/100&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;B4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Literature&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Section A - 11/15&lt;br /&gt;Section B - 11.5/15&lt;br /&gt;Section C - 8/20 (LIKE, LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;Overall - &lt;strong&gt;61/100 B4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;History&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall - Wait for it ... Wait for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;58/100 C5 &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Art&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall - 58/100 C5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't my marks just oh so fun to see? Ah anyways. After that. Stayed back in class and was trying really hard to bring all my things home cause we are supposed to clear our locker by tomorrow. And they only tell us now -.- So it's like. I didn't bring anything home to mug and my locker is totally full with mugging material that was supposed to be brought home. And now I have to bring everything home by tomorrow. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and left me, valerie and jiejun in the class. Then JieJun was talking about class activities for the end of the year and all that stuff. Then valerie was saying that she didn't want to go chalet. Then JieJun said really loud, "But this is the last time we're spending with each other!" Lols. Guess he really wanted to spend last moments with Valerie. But after I looked at him like ERRRR ... , then he changed his "we" to "the whole class". Lol. So embarrassing. Haha. And we went back at around 6. My 14 came first! Hurrah! And left JieJun and Valerie at the bus stop. Anyways. The bus was so freaking cold. Even when the aircon wasn't facing me. Now I'm sick. And a migraine came with it too. Damn. Maybe it's cause of my marks. Lols. Well, don't think I'll be going to school. Have to ask HoKit help me check marks already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-3063044023568150255?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/3063044023568150255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/3063044023568150255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/10/urgh.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-8490709722803672351</id><published>2007-10-10T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T23:59:52.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HELLO HELLO.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday marked the end of the mugging season! Ah what the heck. It's too late to say this now already. Lols. Anyways. Didn't post for the past few days because I was really really lazy. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. So shall start from monday. Okay. Science. Gone case. My Physics is probably the worst and it stands the most marks. -.- Sians. Then the other two also no hope.  After school. Took 96 with Complete four (excluding WeiQi), HoKit, JieJun, Jerald, Hadley and YiXie. YeeLing suddenly just sit on the bus there, then everybody alight. She say she wants to go home. Then outside the bus SinYi spray water at her, LOLS. GOT PEOPLE STARE LEH SINYI. Haha. Then after that decide decide, then go to Mac eat lunch. Cause Parrot JieJie don't want eat Mac at first, in the end she agree. Then eat eat. I saw Ishvinder! Yangyee, I didn't know he was in Clementi Town leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after we eat finish, me, HoKit and Hadley actually got plan to go bowling de. Then we managed to get everybody else to go also! Haha. When we were going out, it started raining really heavily! And then I didn't have my umbrella so have to share with YiXie. Then it was like, &lt;strong&gt;HORRIBLY HORRIBLY HEAVY RAIN.&lt;/strong&gt; Really terrible. Was like drenched all over by the time we reached West Bowl. Walked there some more. Lols. Then went up to second floor. SO ulu the place. Then go bowl. Me, Hadley and Jerald use two lanes. SinYi, Eunice, YiXie, HoKit and JieJun use another two lanes. Cause we three started first. Me score was errm. 133 for first game, 131 for second game, 93 for last game. Then the three of us played one game together. The score is err. 103. I think. But we cheat =x. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that. Still very early. So they were thinking whether want to go HoKit's house to play or not. Then we like talk for don't know how long. In the end also never go his house ther play. Lols. So we all just go home lor. 14 didn't come very long this time. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday. What did I do? Oh yeah. I woke up at like 6, without any alarm clock. I think my subconscious was thinking that I had school. Haha. I should have reminded my subconscious. Silly me. Anyways. Went out to rent &lt;em&gt;Music and Lyrics&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Ghost Rider&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU MUST MUST GO WATCH MUSIC AND LYRICS IF YOU HAVEN'T. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Music and Lyrics is damn nice. Really. And Drew Barrymore's the love. She can act real real well. Plus, she's prettier than Jerald will ever be. Yeah. The show is about how they write the song "Way Back Into Love". The song that Hafizah sang on Games Day! Yeah. It rocks. Now I'm addicted to the song xD. Ghost Rider is so so. It felt like some old guy in a relationship with a young woman. Nicholas Cage. They could have gotten a younger guy right? Anyways. Music and Lyrics is nicer. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that. At around midnight, went out to bowl with my sis and my dad. At first only me and my sis played. Three games again. By this time, there was a small bump on my thumb already. First game 150, second game 112, third game 99. Haha. The same thing again. Going down. Always like that. My thumb hurt alot. But still played. Haha. Reached home around two? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today. Woke up at around 9 to 10. Got woken up by HoKit's call. Watched TV and went blog hopping until around 11.50? Then went to bathe. And went out to Clementi, reached there at on the spot 12.45pm okay. Saw hadley. He say he shocked that I come on time. Lols. And he bet with HoKit that I will be late some more. In the end only JieJun is late. Haha. When we went in, Jerald was like playing by himself then me and Hadley didn't even realise that it was Jerald. Jerald has no sense of colour coordination. Seriously. All like not very matching clothes. Lols. Anyways. Played three games again. First game 127, second game &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;171&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, third game 115. Though average not very high but I quite satisfied. But anyways I was only playing just to get out all my frustration. Now I am ready to face my marks already. I'm not going to cry, and I'm very sure of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. After that, we went for badminton. YiXie didn't come after all. Walked to Clementi Sports Hall, booked one court. Very funny. Before that, they all climbed this mini rock climbing wall outside. Then JieJun climb up, don't know how to get down! Lols. So in the end we all ask him to jump down. The scene was so funny. Then later very weird. Not in the right attire to really play badminton. Haha. At first didn't want to play. But in the end still played. Haha. And like along the whole day, Jerald was desperately trying to call YiXie to know his geog marks. DESPO. Desperate Jerald. New show eh. Don't think it will be a big hit though. Probably about 1 person viewership. MY PARROT JIEJIE WILL WATCH FOR SURE! Oh I forgot to say. Jerald is my JIE FU. Welcome to the family. LOLS. Anyways. After that. Went to central to buy oreo crush. Then go bus interchange. &lt;u&gt;14 came first!&lt;/u&gt; Yay. Haha. Hmm. Then reached home lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I finally updated already. Even though it's not a very long post. Definitely one of my shorter posts. Lols. Bye. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SEE YOU ALL TOMORROW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Can't wait to spend more time with you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-8490709722803672351?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/8490709722803672351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/8490709722803672351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-585688453749015420</id><published>2007-10-10T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T19:19:02.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Will post later. But for now. Quizzes. Since I have nothing else to do. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're Totally Sarcastic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/sarcastic-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You sarcastic? Never! You're as sweet as a baby bunny.Seriously, though, you have a sharp tongue - and you aren't afraid to use it.And if people are too wimpy to deal with your attitutde, then too bad. So sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/"&gt;How Sarcastic Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be a Poet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsortofartistshouldyoubequiz/poet.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have a way with words... and a talent for drawing the pure emotions out of experiences.Your poetry has the potential to make people laugh and cry at the same time. You just need to write it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatsortofartistshouldyoubequiz/"&gt;What Sort of Artist Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIKE LIKE. WTH?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Need Some Green in Your Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolordoyouneedquiz/green.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Green will make you feel alive, renewed, and balanced.And with a little green, you will project an aura of peacefulness and harmony.If you want stability, you've got to get a little green in your life!&lt;br /&gt;For extra punch: Combine green with blue or purple&lt;br /&gt;The downside of green: It can promote jealousy in yourself or others&lt;br /&gt;The consequences of more green in your life:&lt;br /&gt;You will be drawn to a new life pathYou will feel free to pursue new ideas and interests, no matter how strangeYou will be released from the demands and concerns of others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatcolordoyouneedquiz/"&gt;What Color Do You Need?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Life Path Number is 11&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatisyourlifepathnumberquiz/path.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your purpose in life is to inspire others&lt;br /&gt;Your amazing energy draws people to you, and you give them great insight in return.You hold a great amount of power over others, without even trying.You have the makings of an inventor, artist, religious leader, or prophet.&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are sensitive and passionate. You connect with your partner on a very deep level.&lt;br /&gt;You have great abilities, but you are often way too critical of yourself.You don't fit in - and instead of celebrating your differences, you dwell on them.You have high expectations of yourself. But sometimes you set them too high and don't achieve anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatisyourlifepathnumberquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Life Path Number?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally agree with the last paragraph of this. Uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Realist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouanoptimistorpessimistquiz/realist.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You don't see the glass as half empty or half full. You see what's exactly in the glass.You never try to make a bad situation seem better than it is...But you also never sabotage any good things you have going on.You are brutally honest in your assessments of situations - and this always seems to help you cope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/areyouanoptimistorpessimistquiz/"&gt;Are You An Optimist or Pessimist?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the last time I did this quiz? I was a pessimist. Now I'm a realist. Now, isn't that a good improvement? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Chocolate Chip Ice Cream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavoricecreamareyouquiz/chocolate-chip.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are kind, popular, and generous.You tend to be successful at anything you try.A social butterfly, you are great at entertaining a crowd.&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with strawberry ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatflavoricecreamareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Ice Cream Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh. Chocolate chip! My favourite. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hair Should Be Orange&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourfunkyinnerhaircolorquiz/orange.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Expressive, deep, and one of a kind.You pull off "weird" well - hardly anyone notices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourfunkyinnerhaircolorquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Funky Inner Hair Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine. Just take a moment to imagine this. Daniel with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;orange&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hair. OMG LAWL. Okay I think I'm done with this. I will be posting soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-585688453749015420?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/585688453749015420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/585688453749015420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/10/will-post-later.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-4308002992491500624</id><published>2007-10-07T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T23:00:01.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall post on the past three days. Starting from Wednesday. Lit paper. I actually thought that my History and Geography were so screwed. Then Literature comes along and screws me even more. Seriously. I left questions blank. And those that I actually answered were total crap. I couldn't even do Oliver Twist questions, so how do you expect me to do well for Lit? Damn shit. Anyways. Went back home with Zoe on that day. Right after the Lit paper. It felt so weird. First, I hadn't taken 33 in such a long time already. I think the last was Teacher's Day. Second, I was going home so early. Lols. Like, around 9 plus? On the way back we were talking about dogs. Lols. YAY SCHNAUZERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday. Art paper. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;THIS IS SO TOTALLY SCREWED.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; What I mean is. I actually &lt;strong&gt;bothered&lt;/strong&gt; to take the pictures last minute and the observational studies and compositional studies. But then. On the actual day I realise that all I actually brought along to school was my mind map and a piece of crap. Well, crap drawings anyways. I couldn't be bothered to do anythign about it though. I kind of thought that maybe it was fate or something. There goes any chance of getting an A for art. Plus, my final piece is total crap. Sians. There was practically an empty space there. God. After that. I think we went to KFC to eat? But I didn't eat. No money. Still owing YiXie seven bucks. And Jerald was proven not funny. And they were trying to play a game where the first person who laughed would lose, and JieJun and WeiQi kept laughing the whole time. After that took 14 home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday. Maths. Ms Sathi is damn hilarious. Imgaine what fun it would be if she were our form teacher! Lols. Anyways. First paper. Wonder if there is a reason for me to be quite confident of the first paper. Not really though. I was sort of hesitating in some of my answers. Was kind of freaking out during the ten minute break cause I was afraid that I wouldn't have any curve ruler. I searched my whole locker and there it was. Damn relieved when I finally found it. And I had two, and I saw that YouZhuan didn't have any, so I offered him mine. Yay me! Lols. Second paper was total crap for me. As I said, I cannot do Mensuration or Trigonometry or Congruency and Similarity for my life. Urgh. And there were so many questions on it. Like, hello. I actually thought that the surface area of a sphere was 4(pi)r(cube). Uh huh. So my second paper is screwed. After that. Went to eat at Sumo House with YiXie, Complete Four, Jeanice and JiaYu. JiaYu had oral after Maths, so she followed us to go eat. Ate this Teriyaki Chicken set. I thought it was quite okay. And SinYi was complaining that her Curry Udon was so little, so she go eat other people food =x HAHA. I think my set was value for money. Really. Much more than any fast food restaurant. I was so damn full by the time I ate finish. And they even gave this extra food which they said was complimentary for students. So on the whole it was quite good. The only thing was that they provided free flow of green tea. -.- It would have done better if it were Sprite or 7Up. Lols. YiXie was complaining that he didn't want to go home. I also didn't want to. But there was no place else to go, so. Mrt-ed back home. Reached Tiong Bahru and went to buy oreo crush. Lols. Damn sweet. I finally think that there is a limit to my sweet tooth. Actually, the oreo crush was quite nice. So maybe I do have have an extremely sweet tooth after all. I'm beginning to suspect that I have diabetes. Serious, no joke. But I'm not doing anything to help that. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. So there's my post. Figured I should post more since that's kind of like a very short post for me. Hardly a thousand words. So anyways. I kind of got to thinking about our class again since we have around two weeks left with each other. You know. Other classes are so bonded. It's like. They are able to be so united, get many things planned out. And our class can't even manage a single thing like that. It's because there's so much hatred around our class. Somebody doesn't like this other person. This person hates that person. And so on and so forth. I'm like. Can't we all just not do this to each other? I know I'm not the best person to say this cause I once hated people in our class too. But at least now I've changed. You know, even if you do say that you don't hate anybody in our class, you definitely dislike people. The only thing is that you keep it to yourself. Everybody must have some reason to dislike some person. &lt;u&gt;EVERYONE.&lt;/u&gt; Even JieJun, no matter how much he denies the fact that he doesn't dislike anybody in the class. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't even decide on a single thing such as a class tee. Seriously. People even think that it's a total waste of money to get a class tee. I mean. It's not about whether you have the financial ability or not. If you do, then maybe the class fund can help settle that. I mean, we are a class right? SO we should look out for each other. The main thing is, this class tee, it helps to identify oursleves, it serves as a statement that says, "Look, we have a class tee. We're a &lt;strong&gt;class&lt;/strong&gt;." Look. No matter how much you say that 204 is bonded, I don't think it actually is. Maybe a small group of people, yes. But honestly, not the whole class. I honestly hope that our class will be bonded. Everyone together. The song "We're All In This Together" is now ringing in my head. Even if you can't bring yourself to dispel any dislike you have, at least try to make this last two weeks a memorable one. At least create some kind of illusion or. OR a facade. I don't know. All I wanted was to be in a class that is united. That's all I ever asked for. If you think our class is that united, someone enlighten me on how you ever got to that conclusion. Is it cause we always like to spread rumours about everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I've got to go start on my revision for science. But first, Lost is on. Then midnight I will start on studying. I don't need to sleep anyway. I've been sleeping so much these few days. I think I slept like, 12 hours in a day. Oh and the rest of the day was spent watching Smallville. I finished 5 seasons and now I have to go search stores if they sell the sixth season. Yeah. Okay  bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-4308002992491500624?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4308002992491500624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4308002992491500624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/10/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-4664830391530614360</id><published>2007-10-06T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T21:49:40.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOS. Was tagged by WeeTeck to do this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.the person who tagged you is&lt;br /&gt;-Wee Teck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. your relationship with him/her is&lt;br /&gt;-FELLOW NP CADET! lols. i sound so enthu bout NP. but different school one. oh oh. then. FELLOW CYBER GROUP MEMBER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. 5 impressions you have of him/her&lt;br /&gt;-errrrrrrrrrrr. QUIET? shorter than me. HEEHEE xD shy? QUIET? doesn't talk a lot? LOLS. i have exhausted all my knowledge of any other vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. the most memorable thing he/she has done for you&lt;br /&gt;-TALKED TO ME? haha. we only met for a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. the most memorable words he/she has said to you&lt;br /&gt;-ERRRRRR. stm's kicking in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. if he/she becomes your lover, you will&lt;br /&gt;-KNOCK HIS HEAD AND ASK HIM TO WAKE UP? anyways it's not like he'll become my lover -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. if he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be&lt;br /&gt;-TURN INTO A GIRL. yeah. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. if he/she becomes your enemy, you will&lt;br /&gt;-hmmmmmmm. DONT KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. if he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be&lt;br /&gt;-GOD KNOWS WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. the most desirable thing you want to do for him/her now is&lt;br /&gt;-HMM. buy him a gift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. your overall impression of him/her is&lt;br /&gt;-A VERY QUIET PERSON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. how do you think people around you will feel about you&lt;br /&gt;-ALL HATE ME. YAY ME! *claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. the characteristic you love about yourself is&lt;br /&gt;-I SUCK. YAY ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. on the contrary, the characteristic you hate about yourself is&lt;br /&gt;-hmmm. I think I'm brutally honest. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. the most ideal person you want to be is&lt;br /&gt;-ME! YAY ME! lol-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. for people that care and like you, say something to them&lt;br /&gt;-THANKYEWS THANKYEWS. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you according to alphabetical order k. :)&lt;br /&gt;1. Angelina&lt;br /&gt;2. Eunice&lt;br /&gt;3. Jeanice&lt;br /&gt;4. Jerald&lt;br /&gt;5. SinYi&lt;br /&gt;6. Valerie&lt;br /&gt;7. WeiQi&lt;br /&gt;8. YanRu&lt;br /&gt;9. YeeLing&lt;br /&gt;10. Zoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is no.6 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;-Valerie. hmm. a good guess would be .. JIEJUN. totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is no.9 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;-Yeeling. female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if no. 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;-WeiQi and Zoe. LOL? cannot. both got their own lover already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is no.2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;-Eunice. HOW TO FLY AND IMITATE PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time you had a chat with no. 3?&lt;br /&gt;-Jeanice. not long ago? friday. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what kind of music does no.8 like?&lt;br /&gt;-YanRu. THIS ONE I KNOW. CHEENA SONGS, CANTONESE SONGS. and a little little bit of english songs. VERY VERY LITTLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does 1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;-Angelina. err. don't think so. don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you woo no.3?&lt;br /&gt;-Jeanice. Why not? HAHA. She's a nice person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about no.7?&lt;br /&gt;-WeiQi. cannot. later someone don't like me. *HINT HINT* but she's a nice person also lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is no. 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;-Jerald. YAH. NOBODY WANT HIM. lols. joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the surname of no.5?&lt;br /&gt;-SinYi. LOH. and LUO. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the name of no.10?&lt;br /&gt;-Zoe. OH WAIT. I KNOW THIS. I KNOW THIS... zoe. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the hobby of no.4?&lt;br /&gt;-Jerald. SUCKING UP TO PEOPLE. and and. DESPERATELY TRYING TO BE FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do no.5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;-SinYi and YeeLing. of course lah. complete four mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is no.2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;-Eunice. NANHUA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say something casual about no.1&lt;br /&gt;-Angelina. NANA! crazy woman. joking! VERY FUN PERSON. heehee. She is the music in all of us. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you tried developing feelings for no.8?&lt;br /&gt;-YanRu. lols no. MY (&lt;strong&gt;supposedly good&lt;/strong&gt;) TWIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where does 9 live?&lt;br /&gt;-YeeLing. Jurong West. i think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what colour does no.4 like?&lt;br /&gt;-Jerald. ERMM. black?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are no.5 and 1 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;-Angelina and SinYi. I think that could work. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does no.7 like no.2?&lt;br /&gt;-WeiQi and Eunice. of course lah. complete four again. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did you get to know no.2?&lt;br /&gt;-Eunice. 104! and now 204!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does no.1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;-Angelina. don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is no.7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;-WeiQi. Ohmigosh (copy her) why this question must be her. cannot say. later it will be a big blow to her. cause she likes to zi lian so much. later i say something wrong then she 精神崩溃 and she come kill me. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay finish already. But I think nobody will do this quiz. I will still go around to ask them to though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-4664830391530614360?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4664830391530614360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4664830391530614360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/10/hellos_06.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-3837319273004297812</id><published>2007-10-03T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T21:08:39.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;OH NO.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DANIEL HAS NOT DONE ANY PREPARATORY WORK FOR ART EXCEPT FOR A MEASLY LITTLE MIND MAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH NO OH NO OH NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;CALM DOWN DANIEL. YOU CAN DO THIS. YOU ALWAYS HAVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*hyperventilates*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-3837319273004297812?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/3837319273004297812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/3837319273004297812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-no.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-4768925562002631044</id><published>2007-10-02T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T14:56:30.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hellos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's the holiday season, I'm probably going to post maybe around like once in two or three days? Because the day is so short and nothing much will happen. And anyways, it's not like I want to post about how much I want to get, and what I want to get, and how much I think I will get and all that crap just to make my post longer. AND also I'm not going to post twice in a day when the day was spent like two hours in school, and the rest at home. And I don't like write really really short posts just to reach a certain number of posts and then I crap so much in the post just to make it look like a real post when it's not just to make sure that I don't get scolded by people for posting so short. Yeahhs xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Oh and. Just in case you were thinking, Jerald, that part wasn't talking about you. And I'm not even suggesting anything about any person who posts like that. I didn't even mention that there's a person like that. Because if this part is not written, you will go and 'sobs' on my tagboard and say that I scold you. And I'm going to add that you will probably say that you don't go around saying 'sobs' when you actually do. UH HUH. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, Yanru. There's no war starting here. Anyways, as I said just now, I shall post on yesterday and today. Hmm. Starting from yesterday. Reached school and took out my Geography textbook to try and squeeze some more stuff into my head. In the morning, I was sitting on my bed and reading Geog textbook. Lols. But obviously nothing much went in. See this is what happens when you start studying so late. Lol. But I don't care anyway. Anyone who knows me will know that I'm really not studying and I'm in a heck care mood now. Haha. Even if you don't believe that. And Jerald. Can you stop saying that I'm pro or something and I don't need to study? God. If you have something to prove, prove it to yourself, not to others. I think you're seriously too self-conscious. Honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then and then. My geography is another gone case thing. Left the last question blank, second last question not completed, still many other questions not completed. Yeah. So there goes my A. &lt;em&gt;I'll miss you, my lovely A.&lt;/em&gt; After that everyone was busy checking their answers. And then we all went to central. Me, complete four, HoKit, Yanru, YiXie, JieJun. Err. I think that's all. Sorry if I missed out people. Anyways. Went central, then HoKit followed me to go buy oreo crush and then we went to bus interchange. I made HoKit wait until 14 came. Haha. Or should I say he was nice enough to wait for me. Well, not really. Since he went before 14 came. And I never never in my life thought that what happened next would happen again. Sians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so 14 came right after HoKit's 282 left, and guess who I saw? Yeah, you guessed right, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EVIL BUS DRIVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I remembered that face, that disgusting disgusting face and those sunglasses that he wore to probably act cool. Anyways. I shall write out our conversation for all of you to see again. Sians. Blue's me, red's him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*puts in 55 cents into the coin thing*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*makes out a card shape with his hand*&lt;/em&gt; "你的卡?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"I don't have my card with me. You confiscated it last monday."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*ignores me and makes out card shape again*&lt;/em&gt; "你要让我看你的卡."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"No, I don't have it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"没有啊?那你要还 normal price leh. 你要去哪里?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Tiong Bahru."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Tiong Bahru ah.. Orh ..  又是你啊? Tiong Bahru 要一块四."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Orh." &lt;em&gt;*puts more money in*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"下次不可以再这样了."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*@$^&amp;amp;@#&amp;amp;*^!@#$%$^#@*&amp;amp;%&lt;/strong&gt;  Wahlao. I so wanted to become the next bus driver puncher. Seriously. And if I'm not wrong, the previous time he only asked for $1.30, and now he asks for another ten cents more. He's lucky I don't complain about him. My bloody card was confiscated by him and he still wants to see my card? WHAT BLOODY CARD DO I HAVE TO SHOW?! Okay. Daniel calm down. I couldn't believe my luck. Seriously. The next time I see him, I'm going to tell him to get a pair of spectacles, because apparently he can't see that I'm wearing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SCHOOL UNIFORM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  So obviously I'm a student right? Where's the justice in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay after that reached home, slept all the way until 5.50pm. Remembered that I had to call the SMRT people to claim my card. And then they tell me that I should call back again on thursday, because they still don't have my card. Wahlao. Well, at least the receptionist was nice. At least she was polite. At night I watched TV all the way. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now for today. I couldn't be bothered to study those phrases that Puay See taught. Lols. So my chinese was actually a goner even before I started the paper. Reminded that ChinChye that he will owe me three drinks. Yeah. Then started our test paper. The MCQ part wasn't that bad I guess. Then after that the comprehension passages were totally horrible. My answers were so damn short that I knew that I won't be scoring well. Uh huh. And my 完成句子, god. When I read them out to JieJun and everyone else, they all laughed. Cause I didn't know the meaning of the words so I just anyhow created my own sentences. I shall pray and pray that Puay See doesn't scold people for failing their completing sentences part. Die already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to central with HoKit, JieJun, Hadley, YiXie, Jeanice and complete four. Went to eat at Macs. After eating finish, accompanied HoKit to go deposit his money. Wahlao. So rich. Anyways. After that we walked to bus interchange, and HoKit said something that made so much sense! Cause I was wondering if we could cross the road, and there was no button to press so that the traffic light will go green, and there was a guy who just crossed like that. Then HoKit said, "You see the red man there? If you cross the road now, you will also become a red man." Like, OMG. I never realised it made sense that way. And I'm not being sarcastic here, HoKit. Lols. Seriously. Even if it was a little lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my bus came quite quickly. Left HoKit behind, haha. And omg. I saw this same guy who took 14 with me long long ago. I shall tell you about him. I was so traumatised when I went on the bus the previous time. He was sitting on the second last seat on the top deck, and I went to sit behind him. Then he was listening to his MP3 or something, and he kept shaking his body and his legs. Then like, he kept talking to himself and all. And everytime the bus jerked or came to a halt suddenly, he would push himself forward and hit his head onto the headrest in front of him and shout out, "I'M DYING!" And I was so freaked out okay. Then it was like, when people came up they would sit far far away, and it would be like I was the only person sitting near him. So embarrassing. But I didn't change my seat because it would be so troublesome. So it was like, real traumatising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I kind of learned my lesson so this time I sat at the lower deck, no matter how much I hated the lower deck. But this time, I didn't hear anything from upstairs. Either he was real quiet or the sound couldn't travel down. OH YEAH. Sound travels upwards. Silly me. Anyways, reached home and here I am posting. Yeah. Later on I will probably try to read up on Oliver Twist again and then start on my art. If not I'm going to fail my overall, which I obviously don't want no matter how much I don't care. Okay, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-4768925562002631044?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4768925562002631044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4768925562002631044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/10/hellos.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-6894116173377675976</id><published>2007-09-30T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T21:36:34.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't eaten anything much the whole day. All I ate in the morning was Tiong Bahru Pau and Cakes. Lols. JieJun likes to eat this leh. HAHA. Anyways. I felt so so bored so I came here to blog. Uh huh. I feel so so hungry. Maybe after this I will go dig up food from somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at like. 8am? Surprisingly, I could wake up so early. Yeah. And then after that nothing much. Was making plans to like, go bowling or walk around orchard road. And then and then. Around three, I went to bowling alley. Met up with Jessica and Ying Ting. Then the bowling alley was so so packed cause there was this bowling tournament thing for Filipinos. Huh I got so shocked when I reached there even though I see this kind of thing before. Anyways. I was kind of afraid I would see somebody I know and then they will go and ask, "Why you never go church already arh?" in that disgusting tone. Lols. Anyways. In the whole time there, I only saw like two people I know, but they didn't see me, so it didn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the thing was full already, so we had to wait for a long while. Hmm. Maybe around 4pm? Then the tournament was over. And so we got our lane, yay! And then around this time, HoKit was running. Haha. See, people are like living healthy lifestyles while I'm here lazing around. Lols. Anyways. So me and Jessica were playing while Ying Ting was there mugging. And then I'm reminded of the fact that I still hadn't mugged yet. Anyways. First game I got err. 110. I think. And then there was this filipino guy at the side, who was like saying random things. He was with his wife, I think, cause their names were like "Pa" and "Ma". Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. This guy, was like, kind of funny. When I striked, he would be like, "Oh, that was a good shot" or something like that. And then he would be smiling at me. So I just smiled back at him lah, of course I didn't want to be rude. Then when I spared, he would be like, "That was a nice shot, man". Uh huh. Damn funny. And me and Jessica were like giving each other these "that guy's weird" looks. Haha. And she was saying that maybe he's my godfather -.-, cause he kept complimenting me. But he didn't compliment Jessica, so we came to a conclusion that he's a sexist. LOLS. Damn funny. Really. You should have been there. But of course, all of you are burying your heads into your books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Second game I got 134. Third game I got 129. And the whole time the guy was like giving comments on how I played. Like, good comments. Lols. Really lah. And I didn't even know the guy. Yeah. And Jessica was not liking him cause he wasn't giving her any good comments. LOL. So anyways. That's all for my day. After that went to Great World City and bought choco frap plus browsed through books at Harris. Yeap. Then went home after that. Reached home, start watching TEEVEE again! Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andandand I'm still amused at the video of "Bet On It". They were showing the sing-along version of HSM 2. Anyways. My mom's making me throw away more of my stuff. And I saw some of my chinese stuff. Actually, all of the stuff is my last year's chinese stuff. Then I saw my test papers from last year. I saw my common test getting like 47/70 and tests getting 73/110, heck one of my class tests even got 26.5/55! That's like, a just pass. And when I compare it with this year's chinese results, I'm thinking if I'm actually going to just throw it away like that. My CA2 couldn't even reach an A2. So it's like, even if I didn't exactly do any revision of Chinese or whatnot, but I believe watching those chinese shows and listening to chinese songs somehow actually improved my chinese. And of course, having to adapt to all you chinese-speaking CHEENA-rians. Seriously, all of you guys have got to stop speaking so damn much Chinese! Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Maybe, just maybe, I will go start on my art now. I don't know. I'm still not in the mood to do art. Sians. So my art is dead meat already. AND I also have to start studying for my geography, which I haven't even started yet. So how? You're all going to see me do badly, even if you haven't actually done so. And then you're gonna see me laugh real lot at my results. But ah ru knows, I laugh when I'm sad at my results. Lols. She can tell lah. 不愧是我的 twin! LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-6894116173377675976?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/6894116173377675976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/6894116173377675976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-hello_30.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-4717052771065324474</id><published>2007-09-29T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T01:29:58.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm. Wanted to post again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I heard something funny on 我猜我猜我猜猜猜. I don't know why, I just found this funny. If you watched it, you should know. Today's show was on the erm, voluptuous girls and their chests. As I believe in my blog being family friendly, I shall not name the body part. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(LOL!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Anyways. There was this one girl, she said that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“我觉得像孙燕姿平胸是很幸福的”.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Like, I laughed out real loud until my dad came out of the room and looked at me. And Lin Jun Jie was one of the guests there, then when he heard this, he had this kind of shocked yet kind of laughing face. Cause it was funny, but yet the girl was talking about a fellow Singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Damn funny. So anyways. Here I am still watching TV and not doing anything that will contribute to my getting an A1 in my EOY subjects. Uh huh. I shall list down things that I need to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;u&gt;Start on art prep work (due in like a day, since it's already sunday now)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;Start&lt;/strong&gt; studying Geography, which is also tomorrow technically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Bring home Chinese textbook to &lt;strong&gt;TRY&lt;/strong&gt; to memorise meanings of phrases&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Start reading on Lit again. And also to kope other people's characterisation worksheets that I didn't get from Ms. Kee, cause she didn't believe that I don't have it. So now I don't have characterisation worksheets and I'm too lazy to copy them into another piece of paper. Yeah. I shall go kope WeiJie's one on tuesday. Or tomorrow. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;GET INTO RIGHT MOOD TO THINK OF IDEA FOR ART&lt;/u&gt;         &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Start revising on Bio, Chem and Physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TRY TRY TRY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to at least practise Maths, no matter how much I hate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all I have to do. Oh yeah and I have to go library borrow books. Actually, that should be first on the list. And also to go bowling, which I actually might tomorrow. Lols. No, it should be today. I keep forgetting that it's Sunday already! Ah! Which means I have so so little time left to enjoy myself. Lols. After like slacking then I have to be serious already. Sians. No more time to slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-4717052771065324474?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4717052771065324474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/4717052771065324474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/09/hmm_29.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-2920223511868812877</id><published>2007-09-29T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T00:20:38.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to post the past two days but felt lazy again. Well, actually on thursday it was because I was reading &lt;em&gt;The Truth About Forever&lt;/em&gt;, so I didn't feel like doing anything else. I shall talk about yesterday then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, reached school at erm. Don't know what lah just know that I wasn't late. Then once I sat down in the parade square, I took out my history textbook and tried to start reading, but nothing got into my head. So anyways. Went back to class, sat for English paper. Basically, the two passages were okay. As in, they were understandable. And the paper on the whole was quite okay, though I'm not THAT confident of my marks. Cause hey, I haven't been doing very well for every major exam at the end of the year in my whole life (except for in kindergarten 2, where I got full marks for everything, but that doesn't exactly count), so I don't have much hope in this EOY either. In fact, I've kind of given up on studying. You might not believe that I didn't study at all, but that's your own thinking so it's not mine to say. And you might think I'm stupid for not studying or whatever, or you might be happy that you can win me in the exams, or you might not even care at all. But it's my life anyways, it's not as if any of you actually care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways. After that english paper, we had an hour's recess. During that hour, I was trying to squeeze four chapters of history in my head. I know it's impossible, but at least I tried, even if it didn't help at all. Hmm oh yeah I forgot about the chinese marks paper until YanRu reminded me of it (Thank You LuLu!), so went to return it to puay see. Oh and my marks for CA2 were horrible. Like a B3. And I could've done my homework to push myself up at an A2, but I didn't. Guess I've really given up on this. Well then after that Lye Sim came in to invigilate our class for history paper. Hmm so sian and she was trying to arrange our tables and keep our class clean. Oh then I remembered that my handphone was still with me and since I didn't want to let anybody get to use that against me, I went out to put it in my bag. Then lye sim was closing the back door and my bag was at the back door, and she saw me putting my handphone into my bag. So she was like telling me to put in my locker, safer. Then I just smiled and thought to myself, "Yeah, uh huh. Like I'll actually do that." But then she was staring at me so I just had to put my handphone in my locker. Wahlao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oay history paper. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FAIL FAIL FAIL FAIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Okay I might be exaggerating here but trust me, I'll be getting either 50+ or 60+. No, wait, none of you trust me enough anyways. I might actually fail. Ah Ru! Now I'm wondering if I will fail or not. Dang. Anyways I wasn't even sure of the MCQs, so do you actually think I will do well? Honestly. And I have a high chance of failing the SEQs. Seriously. I left a 9 mark question blank, the others were incomplete. The reason they were incomplete was that I figured my chances would be better if I at least did a little of each question. I mean like even if I write my stand I would have gotten one mark right? So that's what I did. Either way, I didn't do well. But it's my favourite subject, so I guess I have to take it seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, me, HoKit, Hadley and Jerald went to eat lunch at central. I didn't know what they wanted to eat, all I knew was KFC and Mac. Seriously. I never knew about Sumo House or Botak something. So while they were thinking about where to eat, I just well I don't know. I was just thinking. So anyways, the moment we reached central, they just walked towards the Sumo House. I didn't even know what they were selling at Sumo House! Well, Sumo House was already full so we went to KFC. It's been awhile since I ate at KFC. So then bought erm. Oh yeah Banditto Pockett meal. And then while we were queueing up for food, the complete four came in. Kind of shocked when I saw them. Lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so then we bought our food already then ate. And Jerald couldn't keep his head at our table, cause he kept turning towards the complete four's table, and HoKit couldn't stop talking about other things, and Hadley couldn't stop keeping quiet. Hadley said that he didn't feel like talking =.- Huh. Anyways there was this point were I don't know what we were talking about, then suddenly somebody said something about HoKit becoming a minister. So then I was saying to Hadley, if HoKit became a minister, he would first cut off all ties with China and make HongKong an independent country. Then I was saying that all the kids' history textbooks would have a major change, and there would be a part where "HongKong separates from China", and there would be "Reasons for Separation". Then I said that the reason was that 'A new minister, Cheung Ho Kit, hated China and decided for Hong Kong to be separated from it.' Lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after we all ate finish, which was pretty long since I was the only one who was still eating even when Jerald finished his second meal, we went to sit with the complete four. Then I tell you ah, YeeLing is really very 命苦, whole day get bullied by the other three people. She really very poor thing lah. Then the whole time she was getting bullied with rumours. Lols. Hmm. After that, went back. Took mrt home. Long time didn't take already. And I realise it's so so fast when I take the MRT home. Much much faster than 14. But I still take 14 anyway. At least I can sit in 14. Then erm. Reached home and slacked the whole day. Yeah. Hmm post finish already. I wanted to go to the library today. No, not to study or mug, but to borrow Sarah Dessen books. Yeah. I wanted to read books rather than study for EOY. And it's not cause I'm very confident or I think I'm too smart to study, if that's what you think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh. Well, I posted. So I'm going now. Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-2920223511868812877?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/2920223511868812877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/2920223511868812877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/09/hey-again.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-1194895859095631689</id><published>2007-09-26T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T20:51:39.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going 'hmm' because each time I see the number of posts on Jerald's blog and freak out and then tell myself to cool down again. And each time I sign in, his blog is above mine because his blog is usually updated more recently than mine. Actually, that doesn't really count since he posts at like real early while I post at like real late. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways. In the morning, reached school at around 7.23 or somewhere there. Almost late yet not late yet. Which is good, so I'm utterly grateful that no driver goes and bang either the curb of the road or another car in the morning at the AYE, which allows me to be early! Huh. I'm so lame. Okay, so then went back to class. First hour was spent doing nothing except for eating my breakfast. And talking to Ho Kit. And err. I forgot. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then first lesson puay see didn't come, so relief teacher came in. Ms Ng again. And Chang Jing go guai lan her, and she was asking me and HoKit for his name, but didn't tell lah. Cause cannot backstab own classmate. Unless it's _______, then I can take a kitchen knife and just stab and stab and stab continuously like it was nobody's business. Oh, like I'm so cruel. Please. Then during the three periods we really didn't do anything except for play heart attack and ji gor bak and concentration with HoKit, YanRu and Angelina. A few times Hadley joined in our game and WeiJie too. Yeah. All the way until 10am, we didn't do anything productive. No mugging at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess was spent in classroom too. After that was lit, Teresa didn't come, so we had two more free periods. During this time we played some more. And if I'm not wrong this was when WeiJie also joined us, and Edmund Ng came by to scold the councillors and class chairman. I really must say: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A BIG BIG SORRY TO THE FIVE OF YOU. REALLY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cause technically it had nothing to do with WeiQi, ChangJing and JieJun, but they went out and got shouted at. And the main reason I guess was because of us playing. And I remember it was when we were playing concentration (the version where if someone lost, that person would get hit on the hand), and I lost. But I don't remember shouting in pain or something. Huh. So I wonder how the classroom could be noisy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay after that Lye came in and gave us a comprehension passage. Our EOY is only having two comprehension passages and that's it. Sians. I really really wanted cloze passage. Cause that was the component that I pwned everybody else in last year's EOY. Haha. =x Oh and another component too I think. Yeah. Oops. Later people come scold me or say me again. But my ego not considered big already okay. Not like _______. I'm sure we all know who I'm talking about. So anyways. Had to complete the thing. Then after that was supposed to be history, but Raja didn't come, so in the end slack period again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelina took out her water babies, and HoKit took some of them. He bought them I think. Yeah. And put them in one of Jerald's unfinished bottles of mineral water. And it grew! So interesting! =.- Okay. It was so like, squishy and mushy and just very nice to touch. Haha. And I burst one of Zoe's water babies. Awwww. Poor water baby. And like, in the whole of today, we only had one lesson, which was English. So technically if I counted in the free time we had after morning assembly plus Open Space plus the other subjects, not including recess, we had like 4.5 hours free to ourselves to do anything we wanted to. Yeah. And out of those four and a half hours I didn't mug a single bit. Daniel I am so disappointed in you. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I got chosen for the Leadership Camp in the last three days of school. I'm guessing my name was randomly picked by Puay See or something. Maybe she like closed her eyes and pointed randomly at any point in the NP sec 2 name list and then happened to point at my name, thus causing me to get chosen for the camp. Either that or she just wants to sabo me. Well, what I do know is that I didn't get chosen by ah poon. Oh , the horror! If I were chosen by her it wouldn't make such a big difference since I don't think she can actually identify leaders. No offence to JieJun of course. But his case is different, he's the chairman. He HAS to go. So anyways, I guess this will be another camping experience for me. Urgh. Somehow I think leadership camps are bloody boring. *yawns* I'm planning to get an MC on the first day. And people are also trying to create excuses to get away from this camp. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay after that I actually forgot what happened. Just that we were trying to lock out YiXie and Eunice from our class. Lols. Yeah and after that nothing interesting happened. Oh and YiXie and JieJun are hiding something very horrible from me. Tsk tsk. A secret. I bet'cha it's something bad about me. I feel so extra with the two of them lah. Like they share share share secret then don't want to tell me. I guess this just shows that I can't actually be trusted. As in. Nobody trusts me enough to tell anything actually important. I don't know. It's not my fault. No, actually. It's my problem. Whatever happens to me is purely my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then then then. Went back home real early. Again. And then I went to sleep for awhile by lying down on my bed and just looking real dazed. Lols. Then after that came out to watch TV. The 甜孙爷爷 again. I think the show is okay, I guess. Sometimes the acting is bad though. But apparently, according to HoKit that is one of the better shows in 2005 already. So it should be quite okay unless HongKong's standard of shows are really horrible. Lols. Yeap. That's about my day. I'm still wondering if I should seriously start on my history now. I guess I should. Or maybe I should do my chinese EXTREMELY OVERDUE homework. Lols. I think I even owe Puay See more homework than YiXie does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daNIel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&amp;misUNDERstood.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8774714951009089832-1194895859095631689?l=takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/1194895859095631689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8774714951009089832/posts/default/1194895859095631689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://takingtheworldonmyown.blogspot.com/2007/09/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>.: crappified :.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06052101184736759104</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774714951009089832.post-4454108073337622836</id><published>2007-09-25T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T21:31:48.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHHHHH !!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I haven't posted in errm. Three days again. Just so you know, in each and every one of those three days I have tried to start a post and actually did some of it, but decided to finish it the next day. In the end, I just deleted everything because it was so long ago. Lols. And there were some things in the post that I deemed unfit for publishing. No, it wasn't porn or something. Let's just say it was more of something that would have change people's perspective of me, even if they don't actually show it on the outside. So anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall post on today and maybe a little of yesterday. Okay shall start on yesterday after school. Well, after school, cleaned the classroom, arranged tables and chairs, and went off to central with ho kit. Then first we went to the POSBank. Cause ho kit had to transfer some money out of his account to his brother's tuition teacher's account. Then later went to buy bubble tea. Oreo crush oreo crush. Saw Valerie, Angelina and Jeanice at the seats outside Mac. Said hi and koped fries from angee! Haha. Thank you angee for your one fries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then walked to bus interchange. Ho kit said that he thinks oreo crush is very sweet, so he threw it away. Tsk tsk. So wasted right? &lt;em&gt;*all agree with me*&lt;/em&gt; Yeah. After that went to take 14 home. And guess what? I saw that very same bus driver who took my EZ link card away the previous time. And caused me so much inconvenience. Actually, for this part I wanted to just copy the whole thing from one of my posts in July about an evil bus driver. But it's kind of different, so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall tell you about the whole thing now. I already knew that my card was spoilt since saturday. Cause I think I bent my wallet too much until like the chip inside broke or something. Yeah, and the bus driver just told me to be more careful with my EZ link card. Like how nice right? So yesterday, when I stepped onto the 14, I met the same evil bus driver. Yeah. So since my EZ link card was spoilt, I obviously put in coins. I shall try to put the dialogue here. Blue's me, red's the evil bus driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*makes out a card shape and points to me* "你的卡?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Oh, my card is spoilt. I pay coins."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"拿出你的卡"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Oh, okay." *takes out my card from wallet, while holding my bubble tea*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*points to the card-reader*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Oh no, my card's spoilt already. I'm going to Tiong Bahru to change it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*continues pointing to the card-reader*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"No, my card is spoiled already." *taps card anyway to show him* *nothing happens*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"tap 多一次"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*taps card again and looks at him irritated* "No, it's spoilt."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"给我" *points to my card and takes it away*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From here onwards, he starts writing on a piece of paper. That paper is the one telling me what to do to get my card
