<?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-5430848060933107754</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:49:33.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through the river of time|l|l|l---Awaiting.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>281</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-8184775394293333984</id><published>2008-09-13T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T14:42:27.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Last Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Petrified - Fort Minor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea guys, this is the end, again, the 300th post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hate to end my blog this way, but then, life's like that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks for the support guys, but I think I'm gonna be a bit the bo chap for a while. It's not really 'me' to do so, but if I can do it, I'll be able to get a break and all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow, I sound like any other teenager. Sheesh. Nevermind. I'm sick of acting mature anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The new URL's &lt;a href="http://myescape-myneverland.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://myescape-myneverland.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; Yeap, re-link and keep visiting yea? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-8184775394293333984?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/8184775394293333984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=8184775394293333984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/8184775394293333984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/8184775394293333984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-last-goodbye.html' title='My Last Goodbye'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-4391299382649764098</id><published>2008-09-12T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T23:13:43.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh joy, deja vu much</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;nothing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This. Is. So. Cool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uh huh, this is totally happening again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's the same damn thing, just that the person changed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everything's the same!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He does something, he catches my eyes, then I realise he's attached in some way, and there are nice girls queuing up to be next, and then somehow I find myself standing a distance away, still throwing my heart out and reeling back nothing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is too awesome to be true man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My life rocks. Completely. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another reason to be sick of the world. Ha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-4391299382649764098?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/4391299382649764098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=4391299382649764098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4391299382649764098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4391299382649764098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-joy-deja-vu-much.html' title='Oh joy, deja vu much'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-929327288698050024</id><published>2008-09-12T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T19:17:19.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go on, let's see how many cuts you can put on me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;decision - Ayumi Hamasaki&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't be bothered to give a shit about anything that happens now. I don't give a shit that we're gonna screw the CO performances, I don't give a shit that he's probably never gonna look my way, and I don't give a shit that no one seems to care.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm sick of thinking so much. I'm sick of being so imaginative. I'm sick of caring so much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You want a brain? You want a heart? Go on, take everything I have.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah God, since you're so lacking in these, go on. Take everything I have. Take everything I care about. You took grandma, didn't you? Well, why stop there? Go on, take everything else I love, take everything else I care about, take everything! Since it's never gonna be my turn, then why stop there? Keep on taking, and see if I give a shit about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know what? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I give up. I'm giving up on caring for everything single fucking thing there is, cos nothing ever seems to be right, nothing ever seems to be what I think it would be. I'm sick of thinking so much, since when has there been anything in return? Have I been thanked for imagining all the nice things that could happen? NO! So why bother thinking? Why bother caring so much when all that happens is that you get flung around by whatever you care about? It's never my turn. And no one ever CARES about anything that happens, cos everyone is so focused on the main characters with the happily ever afters, and not on the side characters, ever. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why do I bother working so hard? There's nothing waiting at the end except the fall, the flames, and the death that awaits everyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh trust me, this isn't brought on by him. This is brought on by LIFE. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and God, I'm throwing you a challenge. See, I'm not gonna give up on living just yet. Go on, throw as many things as me as you can, take all the things you can. Let's count how many wounds you can inflict on me before I finally decide that I don't have anything else to keep. Go on. You're doing real good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-929327288698050024?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/929327288698050024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=929327288698050024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/929327288698050024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/929327288698050024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/09/go-on-lets-see-how-many-cuts-you-can.html' title='Go on, let&apos;s see how many cuts you can put on me.'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-4531026015124146253</id><published>2008-09-10T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T21:45:18.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna know something? SHHHH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know how I'm feeling right now? Here we go. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the Breeze Blows My Way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can stand on my own&lt;br /&gt;High up and strong&lt;br /&gt;But I need one step&lt;br /&gt;So I can soar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow&lt;br /&gt;Life doesn’t seem to go my way&lt;br /&gt;Everything comes and goes&lt;br /&gt;I keep missing my shots&lt;br /&gt;Missing my chance&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll ask the stars…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when will the breeze blow my way?&lt;br /&gt;I’m ready for that first flight&lt;br /&gt;A little scared, but nevertheless&lt;br /&gt;I want to soar up high&lt;br /&gt;So when will my chance come my way?&lt;br /&gt;I’m ready for that first touch&lt;br /&gt;Fallen many times, climbed back up again&lt;br /&gt;I want you in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve realized now&lt;br /&gt;I can’t expect much&lt;br /&gt;I can’t catch the wind&lt;br /&gt;It slips through every time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And again&lt;br /&gt;I plunge to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Everyone comes and goes&lt;br /&gt;I keep running away&lt;br /&gt;Away from the pain&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll ask the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when will the breeze blow my way?&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me take my first flight?&lt;br /&gt;I’m scared of the fall; I’m scared of the pain&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna be broken again&lt;br /&gt;So when will my chance come my way?&lt;br /&gt;Can you save me from that first touch?&lt;br /&gt;I can’t take the fall; I can’t take the pain&lt;br /&gt;But then again,&lt;br /&gt;Despite the pain,&lt;br /&gt;I still want you by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t seem to get to you&lt;br /&gt;Can’t seem to be near you&lt;br /&gt;It’s driving me crazy&lt;br /&gt;Seeing others so close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never one of them&lt;br /&gt;One of those who were favoured&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how to get that chance&lt;br /&gt;A chance to be near you&lt;br /&gt;So I ask the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when will you finally look my way?&lt;br /&gt;What should I do to get you in my life?&lt;br /&gt;I’m still waiting here, waiting here&lt;br /&gt;For that one time that’s mine&lt;br /&gt;So when will you finally see things my way?&lt;br /&gt;Would you take me on my first flight?&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been waiting here, waiting here,&lt;br /&gt;But every time&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to expect&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you’d be&lt;br /&gt;With me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that’s when the dream ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-4531026015124146253?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/4531026015124146253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=4531026015124146253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4531026015124146253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4531026015124146253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/09/wanna-know-something-shhhh.html' title='Wanna know something? SHHHH.'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-9106090580771804392</id><published>2008-09-10T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T19:47:17.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaos Theory</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who Knows - Avril Lavigne&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to post about CI today, cos I really need to mug, and post about this very imminent matter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have the weirdest concortion of songs stuck inside my head now. 4 very contradictory songs. Avril's "Who Knows", 五月天's  "我又初恋了", Natasha Bedingfield's "These Words", and then my own song I wrote on the plane, cos there's really no other song I can find that describes the last feeling. I wanna scream, cos I'm currently feeling damned the gay when I really shouldn't be. Let's observe the reasons why I should really be screaming and hitting people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My French Test is tomorrow, and I cannot be bothered to study.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Physics Test is next Wednesday, but I'm really not bothered to study.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My History Test is on week 3.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My History AND Physics projects are due Week 5, and I have not started on either&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have to begin planning for CCA fair next week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have cheMagic stuff to take care of, since no one can confirm what the crap they want.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Pipa exam is in November and I suck.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LLH wants to hear the pipa duet this Friday. ****ing hell.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have NOT finished my logbook for CI.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have my CI project poster to do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then another big reason is that I can't believe I'm in NUSH. I feel so STUPID. Curiosity killed the cat, but somehow without satisfaction it came back, scarred but still curious. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somehow I don't think it's curiosity pushing me on to walk through that veil of fire again. I don't know WHAT is pushing me on. Sheesh. It's like knowing you'll be put through hell but then you willingly put yourself through hell. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I mean, it's never gonna be my turn, is it? I've never ever been the one to catch anyone's eye. There've been so many experiences, so many falls, one really really big fall which brought down with me my most precious things, and yet it's like I am not trying hard enough to prevent myself from falling again. Screwed ****ed up life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's like, wanting to find what's behind the veil, but then stopping cos of the fire. 2 things I can find behind that veil of fire: a secret heaven, or a bottomless pit to no where. Take your pick. Somehow every single time I have walked through that veil it led to the bottomless pit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Where's the heaven? Up where God lives. And he refuses to share.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is going to cost me. A lot. Argh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What to do what to do what to do what to do what to do. Thisissothestupid! It's not like it has never happened before, I pretty much know what to expect. And trust me, I'm sensible, if something painful is not neccessary, I'll do my best to avoid it. Especially this kind of crappy thing that pulls everything down, including my grades. Check the records man. BACH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And you just have to be so NICE. Rawr-ed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok. Leave me and my screwed up, ****ed life be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chaotic I say, veh the chaotic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-9106090580771804392?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/9106090580771804392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=9106090580771804392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/9106090580771804392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/9106090580771804392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/09/chaos-theory.html' title='Chaos Theory'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-5642251850316452014</id><published>2008-09-09T19:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:15:52.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One word to describe it all: AWESOME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;World needs love - Earth Harmony (w-inds, FLAME, Folder5)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really, there's only one word I can use to describe my CI trip. Awesome. Simply, entire, completely, awesome. I don't care what Ms Koh says, I'M GONNA SNEAK ALONG NEXT YEAR! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since there was so much going on, I'm gonna talk about my trip according to the days. And I might have to split the post, cos really, it was HETIC.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So 1st day and everyone gets to the airport, goes to CI. The seniors still had the 'mature' look when we first got off the plane, but soon their true colours were revealed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SMZoW4mMXvI/AAAAAAAABds/v_-zIFU8zSc/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243993558478511858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SMZoW4mMXvI/AAAAAAAABds/v_-zIFU8zSc/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure Uly, reeeeeeal mature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SMZoWh3vCkI/AAAAAAAABdk/neuQHiCxars/s1600-h/DSC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243993552378071618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SMZoWh3vCkI/AAAAAAAABdk/neuQHiCxars/s320/DSC_0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jackie (the Jackass) getting ready to go hyper...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SMZoXNpYcsI/AAAAAAAABd0/jVzW0LbIq-I/s1600-h/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243993564129030850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SMZoXNpYcsI/AAAAAAAABd0/jVzW0LbIq-I/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jackie going hyper...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SMZoXaBvnVI/AAAAAAAABd8/bHsjVuLrtkE/s1600-h/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243993567452437842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SMZoXaBvnVI/AAAAAAAABd8/bHsjVuLrtkE/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uly being mature.... but failing. He was jumping around with Doro screaming "WE'RE HERE!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SMZoXmjb1eI/AAAAAAAABeE/SYMBvJhmMF8/s1600-h/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243993570814973410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SMZoXmjb1eI/AAAAAAAABeE/SYMBvJhmMF8/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then the great camera fight. Yeap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We headed to the lodge where we were staying, and Jackie asked Uly on the bus "Do you know where we are?" Uly answered: "Christmas Island!" And so began another round of cheering. We be bunch of weirdos I say. But nevertheless, Amanda and I were jumping on the bed when we got to the lodge. You heard nothing! xD Afternoon Lisa took us on a island tour, and we saw our first red crab!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SMZruEOW3OI/AAAAAAAABeM/5ohHTgiZKsM/s1600-h/DSC_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243997255271636194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SMZruEOW3OI/AAAAAAAABeM/5ohHTgiZKsM/s320/DSC_0118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This little critter here, was our first red crab. And we saw a lot more that followed. xD First night's dinner was interesting. We played 7-Up at the table, and ended up with 4 forfeits: Mr Soh, Uly, Chee Ying, and Jackie. Mr Soh, after rejecting the catwalk, the ten-cute-poses, did the Saturday-Night-Fever pose, in which none of us could get a photo of. Uly, apparently "Christmas Island's Next Top Model", did this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SMZ2NYdICeI/AAAAAAAABeU/0L-kswcGvzI/s1600-h/DSC_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244008788394510818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SMZ2NYdICeI/AAAAAAAABeU/0L-kswcGvzI/s320/DSC_0213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes I know, disturbing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That was all for the first night I guess. A few of us went stargazing, and WTH-OMG-THISISSOAWESOME we saw DAMNed lotsa stars. And the Milky Way, and Jupiter, and etc, etc, etc....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, ya know what, it's getting really tiring for me, so I'll cut off here, and talk about the other days over the next few days, alright? xD bye bye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-5642251850316452014?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/5642251850316452014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=5642251850316452014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5642251850316452014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5642251850316452014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-word-to-describe-it-all-awesome.html' title='One word to describe it all: AWESOME'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SMZoW4mMXvI/AAAAAAAABds/v_-zIFU8zSc/s72-c/DSC_0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-3973230829462408578</id><published>2008-08-30T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T20:55:21.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geek stuff-CAUTION!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;アメあと - w-inds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.physlink.com/Fun/Jokes.cfm"&gt;http://www.physlink.com/Fun/Jokes.cfm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.physlink.com/Fun/PhysicsParty.cfm"&gt;http://www.physlink.com/Fun/PhysicsParty.cfm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These be the best jokes ever. Go check them out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A word of caution--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These pages include extreme geekiness, and geek material, not suitable for physics haters, the non-geeks, and the faint-hearted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-3973230829462408578?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/3973230829462408578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=3973230829462408578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/3973230829462408578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/3973230829462408578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/geek-stuff-caution.html' title='Geek stuff-CAUTION!'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-8735904629929694939</id><published>2008-08-29T16:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T17:08:58.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一日为师，终生为父</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pieces - w-inds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I am going to rant, and rant the very very very the bad, so bear with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And so teachers' day arrives. By tradition, everyone goes back to their primary schools to visit the teachers who brought them up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or so goes the story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I mean hello? Teachers' day is about visiting TEACHERS, not visiting your primary school buddies and fooling around. Might as well DON'T come back lah. Freaking hell man. You think go good secondary is cos you're smart? For god's sake if the teachers weren't there you wouldn't even be in the SAP schools or anything. I realised its the neighbourhood school people that come back the most, even from poly and JCs and stuff, no offence, but hell where's your RESPECT and your GRATITUDE? Screw the high-up and mighty attitude man, without the teachers you'll be NOWEHERE. Sheesh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok done ranting. Let's talk about today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The teachers' day celebration was really the nothing to say. There was this huge green banner outside the hall screaming 'WELCOME TO THE LAND OF OZ!'. They got Dorothy to act as, well, Dorothy. Then other seniors acted as the other characters. A few things to note...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why cabbage? WHY CABBAGE? (Inside joke, sorry)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I never knew Royston could sing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Darryl is kinda gay. Really.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ok, so first you get cute innocent juniors to dance innocently to "All for One", then older seniors (GO TRISH!) in cute Jap uniforms dancing cute-ly to Caramelldansen, then even older people to dance hip-hop to Lady Galaxy. Really lah, epic.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mr Yee can just put this on his resume: 2 times winner of Mr Stylo Milo in NUSH.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MS CHUA OWNS!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ms Kong is damn the hyper.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dr Hang is Mr Best Dressed, can't argue. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mr Murali is.... well.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all. After that went for the Christmas Island lecture, I would just like to remind everyone... 2 MORE DAYS!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHEEE~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY TO ALL THE LOVELY TEACHERS OUT THERE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-8735904629929694939?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/8735904629929694939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=8735904629929694939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/8735904629929694939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/8735904629929694939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_29.html' title='一日为师，终生为父'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-4054780305406997390</id><published>2008-08-28T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T13:13:44.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epic-ness. Pure epic-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do Somethin' - Britney Spears&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I've probably just had the two most epic days in a really, long, time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday... Let's just say we didn't really understand Ms Lim's explanation of a certain question, in which the double of absolute zero, -273 degrees C, was positive 273 degrees C. Yea, so we were all puzzled and disorientated that double of zero was... well, something else, and hence YS started trying to explain using his method, which led to a heated debate between him and Ms Lim, who rejected the method, but then YS was making much more sense to all of us anyway. So then, well, she got pissed and stormed out of class. So YS is now in deep shit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somehow she has yet to mention this to Ms Lam, who has not yet 'educated' YS. Sheesh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remeber when we said that YS would probably be teaching us somewhere in the future? It actually came true. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Afternoon went to Science Centre for no apparent reason. After the activities, went to run around, then went to macs, where Wei Ren was just being a pure darned sickass. And guys, from now on, buy a $1 coke, and a 60 cent cone, and dunk the ice cream into coke. It's good. It's darn good. After that went out to the kinetic garden, where we relived our childhood memories by playing with water. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The waterwheel thing, to be exact. We held it there until the compartment was totally overflowing, and let go, and then....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Big Splash, Big wave. Big big wave. Damn teh kewl lah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today. I just spent $4 on some really random stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;w-inds. mousepads.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4 of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am still in shock.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-4054780305406997390?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/4054780305406997390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=4054780305406997390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4054780305406997390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4054780305406997390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/epic-ness-pure-epic-ness.html' title='Epic-ness. Pure epic-ness'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-4571805163751269490</id><published>2008-08-23T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T19:25:25.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird, weird, things, again, again</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You'll be in my heart - Phil Collins&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://slightlywarped.com/crapfactory/"&gt;http://slightlywarped.com/crapfactory/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is totally, the WhatTheBach-iest website. Ever. More WTB than i-am-bored.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-4571805163751269490?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/4571805163751269490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=4571805163751269490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4571805163751269490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4571805163751269490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/weird-weird-things-again-again.html' title='Weird, weird, things, again, again'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-6159165836023886391</id><published>2008-08-23T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T18:38:05.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird, weird, things, again</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Best Day of My Life - Jesse McCartney&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://slightlywarped.com/crapfactory/curiosities/weirdbathrooms.htm"&gt;http://slightlywarped.com/crapfactory/curiosities/weirdbathrooms.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This must be one of the coolest sites ever. And this page must be one of the weirdest pages ever. Go check it out. Not for the faint-hearted (yes, I'm talking to you, Mandy) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-6159165836023886391?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/6159165836023886391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=6159165836023886391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/6159165836023886391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/6159165836023886391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/weird-weird-things-again.html' title='Weird, weird, things, again'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-3295645703854040035</id><published>2008-08-22T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T22:15:17.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next 25 things I love</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;nada&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here I am again, needing sleep and yet doing this crap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;26. I love w-inds. for singing songs that stitch my heart together again when someone breaks it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;27. I love Keita for EXISTING and having that smile that makes me go oh oh, ooh oh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;28. I love Linkin Park for screaming in my ear xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;29. I love Jay Chou for being so cooooool!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;30. I love Evanescence!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;31. I love Ayumi!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;32. I love YUI!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;33. I love Koda!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;34. I love Kelly Clarkson!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;35. I love Jesse McCartney XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;36. I love Jpop, for no apparent reason.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;37. I love my iPod!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;38. I love my (school) Pipa!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;39. I love my guitar!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;40. I love my CDs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;41. I love my Laptop~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;42. I love the internet!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;43. I love playing Sims 2 (with boolProp of course!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;44. I love rock music!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;45. I love watching weird vids on Youtube (nigahiga RULES!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;46. I love my room (heartxxx)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;47. I love my bed!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;48. I love my closet~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;49. I love my desk!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;50. Did I mention w-inds.?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-3295645703854040035?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/3295645703854040035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=3295645703854040035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/3295645703854040035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/3295645703854040035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/next-25-things-i-love.html' title='Next 25 things I love'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-4442906246146537828</id><published>2008-08-22T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:01:47.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaygaygaygaygheyghey</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love Today - Mika&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm listening to Mika.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm still in the uber gay mood. Sheesh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sucking too hard on your lollipop, oh love's gonna get you down~!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok ignore me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YS! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-4442906246146537828?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/4442906246146537828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=4442906246146537828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4442906246146537828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4442906246146537828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/gaygaygaygaygheyghey.html' title='Gaygaygaygaygheyghey'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-1823390837365084053</id><published>2008-08-20T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T20:18:40.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 loves-Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nothing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spirit of pure digression I shall do this. Christy damned me to do this, and me being such a nice friend shall. Write down 100 loves. Shall do 25 today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love my parents, for giving me life and bringing me up to be who I am now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love my brother, though he's a little dude with an attitude problem.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Cindy, for being my a real good best friend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Jess, for being nutty and realiable&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Chris, for lending me her countless CDs xD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Lizziekins, for being so rational and hearing me out at times&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Mith, for being a fangirl with me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Zine, for all her witty jokes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Mr Yeo for supporting me through my P5 and P6 years&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Mrs Lim for helping me build my foundation in science&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Mrs Abdallah for teaching me 'A* English' xD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Su for being so random!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Joanne for being such a great listener&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Amanda for being so trustworthy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Jose for being a J-fan too!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Trish for being even more random.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love YS for lending me his homework&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Wei Ren for teaching me damn lotsa stuff for computers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Vivian for being so... uh... jokish?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Su Chang for being so responsible and down-to-earth &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Greg for giving me advice and hearing me out during my angsty times&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Chem. I feel like teh potions master during Chem class.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love cheMagic! as we get to do really stupid stuff (like blending glow sticks)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love the CO room, cos the really good pipa is there xD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I LOVE NUSH, AND ALL ITS CRAZINESS!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all for today!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-1823390837365084053?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/1823390837365084053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=1823390837365084053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1823390837365084053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1823390837365084053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/100-loves-part-1.html' title='100 loves-Part 1'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-6562907769716568989</id><published>2008-08-19T18:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T19:34:03.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinda makes you want to burst into song?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;fever - w-inds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel goddamned gay these few days. Seriously. I feel ridiculously happy, and I've been skipping around randomly. And weirdest thing?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have no idea why I'm so happy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel so pretty, and witty, and happy, and GAY!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;UWAHHH! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-6562907769716568989?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/6562907769716568989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=6562907769716568989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/6562907769716568989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/6562907769716568989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/kinda-makes-you-want-to-burst-into-song.html' title='Kinda makes you want to burst into song?'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-2007619214766194974</id><published>2008-08-17T10:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T11:05:12.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simology!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stars Are Blind - Paris Hilton&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask why I'm listening to The High-IQ Blondie Heiress. I just am. Put my iTunes on shuffle and this came out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry for being MIA the pass few days, was too busy making sure my Sims family SURVIVES. Some really funny stuff that happened.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The motherlode cheat put around 700K simoleons in my wallet, allowing me to renovate this 69K house to a 212K one, and live in it. Also, I built an observatory tower (thanks to Su), a hot tub, a swing, a lake, a huge swimming pool, and a juice bar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hui Wen thought the fireworks that came out during the WooHoo! was liquid. Think sick. Think very sick.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sim puke is blue. Bright blue.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The baby fell out of heavens, and suddenly the mother changed back to her normal clothes and tummy went back to normal. Then after holding the baby for aprox 10mins sim time, she put him on the floor and went back to playing the piano.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Su also gave me another cheat to drag their needs bar whenever possible. It's damn fun. No more dying of hunger cos you can't reach the kitchen fast enough.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And you know what? I'm over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-2007619214766194974?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/2007619214766194974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=2007619214766194974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/2007619214766194974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/2007619214766194974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/simology.html' title='Simology!'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-429700443901391946</id><published>2008-08-13T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T22:18:25.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POPCORN IS EVIL!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;None&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Chua owes me my fingers. After I finished my History test my middle finger was dented where I held my pen. RAWR. Sex Ed was retarded as usual, and it came as a big big shock when we all realised the teacher teaching the guys was J-Ang.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chem is scary. Very scary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well most important thing today would have been the movie! We had the weirdest combination of people ever. The bunch of us... and Jun Yup... and his girlfriend. Yea. Tricia's dear senior couldn't make it, so the bunch of us watched it. JOURNEY TO THE CENTRE OF THE EARTH!!! Pretty good movie, though it contains much screwed science. Much much screwed science indeed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Took neos after that, after meeting Su Chang. So yea. The 9 of us each paid one dollar for the major spammage neo. XD after that us girls took once more, kachiaoing Amanda along the way, just for the fun of it. XD!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY WEIWEIAN!~!=D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-429700443901391946?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/429700443901391946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=429700443901391946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/429700443901391946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/429700443901391946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/popcorn-is-evil.html' title='POPCORN IS EVIL!!!'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-3671069142324530851</id><published>2008-08-11T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T20:38:28.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;nada&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm currently in the self-denial-delusioned mode, but read this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/1stjacobfanclub/toptenreasons.htm"&gt;http://www.freewebs.com/1stjacobfanclub/toptenreasons.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-3671069142324530851?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/3671069142324530851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=3671069142324530851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/3671069142324530851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/3671069142324530851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/listening-to-nada-i-know-im-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-1949301686876370061</id><published>2008-08-11T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T20:09:00.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A shot to the heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Song is born - Ayumi Hamasaki&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things that happened that are making me question the justice of the world, and also my own abilities. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't believe my parents. I can't believe my grandfather. My mom didn't tell me that grandma left already until I asked her today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh ok, so I don't have the right to know. I also don't have the right to go back to see her one last time. I also don't have the right to attend the funeral. Superb. Life's great.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Secondly. I actually didn't break down right there. I guess it just hasn't sunk in that much yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thirdly. Math project was surprisingly... simple.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That be all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-1949301686876370061?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/1949301686876370061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=1949301686876370061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1949301686876370061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1949301686876370061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/shot-to-heart.html' title='A shot to the heart'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-2054785406896441758</id><published>2008-08-10T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T14:25:10.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;SIGNAL - KAT-TUN&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT ANNA TSUCHIYA'S ALBUM.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NOW.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ARGH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-2054785406896441758?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/2054785406896441758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=2054785406896441758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/2054785406896441758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/2054785406896441758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-want.html' title='I WANT!'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-3007717190745240260</id><published>2008-08-09T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T18:19:23.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一言难尽</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;管不着啦&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真的，说什么好呢？&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;太……唉都不知道说什么好了。实在是我看过最令我震撼的一场盛会了。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;张艺谋是天才，完全的天才。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;天哪，我实在不知道怎么形容现在的感受了。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;只能说一句……&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;生为中国人，真骄傲，中国心永不变！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-3007717190745240260?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/3007717190745240260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=3007717190745240260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/3007717190745240260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/3007717190745240260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='一言难尽'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-5818495723484904210</id><published>2008-08-08T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T21:18:19.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMGOMGOMG</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;nada&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我爱中国！！！&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THE OPENING CEREMONY! GO WATCH IT. NOW. IT'S THE MOST AWESOME THING EVER!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-5818495723484904210?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/5818495723484904210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=5818495723484904210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5818495723484904210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5818495723484904210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/omgomgomg.html' title='OMGOMGOMG'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-1591408289032717865</id><published>2008-08-08T15:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T15:10:15.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's great to be a NUSH'ian</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;一千年以后－林俊杰&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing. Simply Amazing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CO. Did. Not. Screw. Up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was National Day celebrations all round, so the performance? WE DIDN'T SCREW UP!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Though the morning assembly was weird. Really. You see Dr Hang walking around like the president 'inspecting' the 'troops'. xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Crapped around in the CO room after performance. Whacking stuff is FUN. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And cheMagic was fun-NER. We blended. Glow-sticks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeap, just like the ones from the 'Will it Blend' video! Except ours didnt glow like theirs did. And we had an ultra hard time getting whatever was left inside out. hehehehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I would like to say a big thank you to a certain someone. Wow, you are really good, weeks of effort, building up that mental wall and with a simple breath, you knocked it down. I couldn't even walk out of the room when you were there. For the past WEEKS I haven't been affected by anything you do and somehow, from yesterday onwards, 'everything you do, everything that you do, makes me wanna go ooo ooo, woh oh oh' again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then after the woo-ing comes the wallowing. Real fun. Sure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-1591408289032717865?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/1591408289032717865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=1591408289032717865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1591408289032717865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1591408289032717865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-great-to-be-nushian.html' title='It&apos;s great to be a NUSH&apos;ian'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-4589741171833403251</id><published>2008-08-07T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:10:34.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;IT'S IN THE STARS - w-inds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how nice, it's 七夕 today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-4589741171833403251?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/4589741171833403251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=4589741171833403251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4589741171833403251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4589741171833403251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/listening-to-its-in-stars-w-inds.html' title=''/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-2188300189589424204</id><published>2008-08-07T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:03:17.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just walk away</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teenagers - MCR&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, definitely going down in my book as one of the &lt;em&gt;best &lt;/em&gt;days ever. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know, Twilight series might be a few of the best books I've ever read. But then, as usual, everyone is so wrapped up in the &lt;em&gt;perfect, ground-shaking love&lt;/em&gt; between the hero and the heroine to notice anything else, right? Everyone is &lt;em&gt;so caught up&lt;/em&gt; in the lovey-dovey moment between the perfect couple to notice somebody else watching from the sidelines, right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am still spinning. Seriously. Turntables (the SAF ones) SUCK. My head is spinning, the floor spins along, and everything is just screwed. SCREWED. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Call it teen angst, but it definitely ain't PMS. Was screaming into Joanne's and Su's jackets just now, just to let it all out. Works. Kinda. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So &lt;em&gt;perfect&lt;/em&gt;, isn't it? I spent weeks getting you out of my system, getting rid of that addiction to your voice, your smile, your everything, and you just had to be oblivious to it all and talk like nothing's different. You just had to come and ask &lt;strong&gt;like I mean something&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You said I meant nothing more than what you wanted, then you said that line that dunked me into that vat of acid. Ok, so I cursed at you, I screamed, I thrashed around, but then I started to ignore you. It was hard at first but I managed. Ok, fine, everything went well. I got you out of my system after a long time. And then what do you do?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Smile that exact smile I had wanted to frame and set it beside my pillow, talked like everything was fine. I guess it sounded something like "do you want me to help you add some more acid?" Alright, go ahead, I'm sure I'll be able to take it, like I took on everything else. &lt;em&gt;Oh sure, she's (ting)^2, she doesn't care about this crap, she'll be ok.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, sure, I am &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;ok. If you can't give me anything else but cuts and bruises, get out of my LIFE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone loves hope, don't they? It brings all the bright and shiny things into life. What happens when you get thrown off the cliff by it? What if it's that small glimpse of hope that kept you hanging on to that poison ivy that cuts into your hand and sends spasms of pain rocketing through your body? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enough. I want to let go. I want to fall into that abyss. I want to &lt;em&gt;lose my mind&lt;/em&gt; so I won't have to deal with this. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So please, please, please, I'm on my knees begging you, let me BE already. You've made your point, I accepted it, so LEAVE. Don't stay for the show, please, please, please don't. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please don't kill my sanity. Please don't kill my hope for MY own future. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Walk away. Please.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-2188300189589424204?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/2188300189589424204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=2188300189589424204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/2188300189589424204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/2188300189589424204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-walk-away.html' title='Just walk away'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-7342754756160052753</id><published>2008-08-05T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T21:24:28.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird, weird, things</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;none&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys! I'm back from Thailand and yes long time no post. So a few things that happened over the past few days...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fibo lost the cheer competition (though really the Nobel one was damn good)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Koh Samui's airport is not air con-ed and is in open area&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thai foot massage can kill your feet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mosquitoes SUCK (literally and figuratively)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never wear new shoes on a trip. Seriously.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jap ladies are weird.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teddy bears in bikinis can be really cute. Or really disturbing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;White skirts are nice &lt;3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chem is hard. Really hard.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;That be all. Yea. So today, Dr Hang was all 'high and mighty' about our school's recent achievements, and hence... NEXT WEDNESDAY EARLY DISMISSAL! YAY! 10am ZAO! xDxDxD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chem elec we made soap, which was darned coarse, and darned basic (chemically too). I really dont want to use them. Ever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok I gtg shower now, byebye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-7342754756160052753?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/7342754756160052753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=7342754756160052753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/7342754756160052753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/7342754756160052753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/08/weird-weird-things.html' title='Weird, weird, things'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-8707485982313170689</id><published>2008-07-30T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:43:35.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY EYES ARH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;不能说的秘密－周杰伦&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started with a big surprise: Ms Lam wasn't in school! Then another big surprise: 3 worksheets to finish! WHEE! Joy. Physics lesson involved Ms Lim freaking out (a hell lot too) about "negatives in graphs". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tests? I left ONE LAST STEP in the 3rd last question. I just wrote down 3e + 5f = 60 and then times up. ARGH. Physics was a joke, quite, I guess. Marks not guaranteed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AXIS was kind of fun, we investigated projectiles! PEASHOOTER FIGHT! Ewin and I were shooting the projectiles at each other non-stop until the others got kinda angry, lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talent Search? We all went through a traumatizing time when Uly performed. And I vote Zong Xuan first, cos omg beatboxing is so cool! LOL! Ms Chen was pretty cool, but I think Ms Tan was cooler! She sang something by the BEATLES (oui, Les Beatles), and played the guitar along with it! LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to Bugis after that for dinner, and now sitting here procrastinating, heh. Might not be going for Beach Run on Friday, no point. Plus my dad isn't here and do NOT expect me to go East Coast Park, when I don't even know where the hell to take bus from and to. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-8707485982313170689?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/8707485982313170689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=8707485982313170689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/8707485982313170689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/8707485982313170689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-eyes-arh.html' title='MY EYES ARH.'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-3950554455163998923</id><published>2008-07-29T19:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T19:28:14.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the sake of procrastination</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Song - Artist&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thing I saw on Cheryl's blog, decided  to try it xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRLY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x]I like at least one shade of pink (pastel)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] I don't like being messy(look. at. my. room.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] My belongings are organized (see above)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] I don't like rock music. (check my iPod and you'll find LP and Evanescense etc)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] I like wearing accessories. (bling bling baby)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] Bright colors amaze me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] I hate black. (*rolls eyes)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] I go to the salon once a week. (who the fuck has that kind of money and time? Plus, MR ANG IS WATCHING.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] I comb my hair almost all the time. (used to, not anymore. If not I'd have looked like zhen zi)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] I bring my phone with me everywhere.(who can live without it?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TOTAL: 3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BOYISH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] I wear baggy pants (I like 'em, would wear 'em, but I ain't got 'em)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] I play video games.(You're asking US, GEN Y)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] I listen to bands like Fall Out Boy, Yellowcard, Switchfoot, etc. (does random songs count?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] I like wearing jackets with hoods. (Emo is teh new black!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] I'm too lazy to do chores. (ditto, such a CHORE)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] I don't like shopping. (omg are you NUTS?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] I like to go bungee jumping. (must try, must try, must try, must try....)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] I like being sweaty. (no-no-no!!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] I'm a big fan of marvel heroes. (just X-Men)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] I always wear perfume. (not ALWAYS)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TOTAL: 7&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NERDY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] I always carry a pen in my purse or pocket.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[xxx] I enjoy studying. (Strangely.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] I wear glasses (WHAT? NERD AND PROUD OF IT. My spec lenses thicker than your textbook ok?!?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] I'm a straight-A student. (the good ol' days.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] I've never skipped any class in my whole life(or else demerit arhhhh)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] I like my shirt tucked in. (.....)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[xxxxx] One of my favorite subjects is science. (Stares at school name, stares at screen...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] I like reading books. (^^v Cosmology is teh &lt;3)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] My assignments are passed up on time. (most of the time)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TOTAL: 6&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;EMOOX&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] I love the color black. (OOSAKI NANA!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] I always sit at the corner. (nuhuh)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] One side of my hair is covering one of my eyes. (if I let it down yea)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] I like listening to metal rock music. (refer to above)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] I have a lot of problems in my life. ( I won't use a lot, but then well, we're TEENAGERS.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] I don't talk much. (oh sure, I am SO the quiet type)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] I don't have that much friends. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] I barely have fun. (when you hang with people like *lists gang* it's hard to NOT have fun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] I barely go out with my folks or friends. (rolls eyes again)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CHILDISH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] I love to stare at the ceiling for ten minutes. (and wonder what lies beyong)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] I sleep with a stuff toy. (guilty. It's been with me for 12 years)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] I watch cartoons. (what's wrong with that?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] I love to invent words only i understand. (sometimes)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] I sleep with a night light. (not anymore)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] My parents are the ones who choose my outfit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] I'm scared of roller coasters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ ] I like being with my family relatives.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] I take bubble baths. (once I move to condo...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[xxx!] I love Spongebob. (OMGOMGOMGOMG)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TOTAL: 6&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, so you can see I'm more guy-ish than girl-ish and dominantly nerdy and kiddy-ish. Not that emo. WHEE~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-3950554455163998923?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/3950554455163998923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=3950554455163998923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/3950554455163998923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/3950554455163998923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/for-sake-of-procrastination.html' title='For the sake of procrastination'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-1735927548422031321</id><published>2008-07-29T18:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T19:05:51.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Nerd School(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;TRUTH - Yuna Ito&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was the grand welcome of the dudes and dudettes from the Japanese school. To my utmost disappoint, my cute Jap guys did not come. When I asked God for cute Jap guys, he gave me otakus and nerds. Well, then again, our school was doing an exchange with the Nanao Superscience Senior High School, it's not to blame. We're all in a Supernerd school anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chinese was funny, Wu laoshi was explaining how the sell chickens in China. You know, the chicken that actually have feathers and are not frozen or dead? Yea. So he went&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;假装我是顾客，走到鸡笼面前（points at 2nd row），那些鸡就争先恐后地叫啊，跳啊。然后，挑叫得最活跃的一只（points at HAOJING，&lt;br /&gt;class bursts into hysterical laughter）……&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well that's the story. So now Hao Jing is a chicken! xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;French class was quite boring, but we are utterly shocked/frustrated/flabbergasted/emo to realise we have a 3 hour next Thursday. Which means 4-7. God bless us!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-1735927548422031321?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/1735927548422031321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=1735927548422031321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1735927548422031321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1735927548422031321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/super-nerd-schools.html' title='Super Nerd School(s)'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-1678194219563463165</id><published>2008-07-28T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:02:32.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some random thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;nothing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attractive personality. &lt;s&gt;Sexy.&lt;/s&gt; Affectionate. &lt;s&gt;Shy and reserved.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;Secretive.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Naturally &lt;s&gt;honest&lt;/s&gt;, generous and sympathetic.&lt;/strong&gt; Loves peace and serenity. &lt;strong&gt;Sensitive to others&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;s&gt;Loves&lt;/s&gt; to serve others.&lt;strong&gt; Easily angered. Trustworthy.&lt;/strong&gt; Appreciative and returns kindness. &lt;strong&gt;Observant and assesses others.&lt;/strong&gt; Revengeful. &lt;strong&gt;Loves to dream and fantasize.&lt;/strong&gt; Loves traveling.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. &lt;strong&gt;Musically talented. Loves special things.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;s&gt;Moody.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-1678194219563463165?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/1678194219563463165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=1678194219563463165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1678194219563463165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1678194219563463165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/some-random-thing.html' title='Some random thing'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-2711216318312619843</id><published>2008-07-28T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T20:45:18.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACKKK CCKKK ACKK (I need Strepsils)</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nada&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omfg my throat refuses to be nice to me. I'd rather it hurt so much I cant talk than for it to itch. RAWR.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was the most productive Monday afternoon I've ever had. Seriously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;French test (possibly) tomorrow. May the vocabulary be with us.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-2711216318312619843?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/2711216318312619843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=2711216318312619843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/2711216318312619843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/2711216318312619843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/ackkk-cckkk-ackk-i-need-strepsils.html' title='ACKKK CCKKK ACKK (I need Strepsils)'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-5462658017532058558</id><published>2008-07-27T18:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T18:31:19.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's so much easier to run</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Easier to Run - Linkin Park&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where it's gone. That part of me which stood up to anything that came my way, fought off everything without a sweat, bounced back at anything twice as hard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why is this happening then? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to runaway. I need to runaway. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somewhere where feelings don't exist. Then I won't be tortured this way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A blank page, a white nothingness. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To leave everything behind, no guilt, no pain...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's still my fault, isn't it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grandma... Him...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All comes down to me, doesn't it? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't seem to hold on to this guilt trip down the lane anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Time to hit the brakes?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think so too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-5462658017532058558?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/5462658017532058558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=5462658017532058558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5462658017532058558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5462658017532058558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-so-much-easier-to-run.html' title='It&apos;s so much easier to run'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-7073798070315117854</id><published>2008-07-26T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T16:38:39.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs, shots and sleep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Runaway - Avril Lavigne&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have noticed I changed the skin AGAIN, to suit my current mood. Yeap Runaway's the song too. Argh. Wished Peter Pan existed, then I can run off the Neverland.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday was a whirlwind of songs, gunshots and sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The translation competition was quite good, thought I really think Sharne should have won. He's a really good singer, and the props were really good. The English-to-French poem was spectaculaire! And yea, now I just feel owned. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The debate was good, both parties raised good points though I think I agree with the opposition more, hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The talk by Dr Henry Miller was on a good topic, but well his lecture wasn't all that intriging. Rushed home after that to go for the performance at night. "A Tale of Shaolin". It was quite good, the dance moves were good, the storyline was clearly shown through the dance sequences, Trish you should've come! hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok guys, that's all for now, so I'll go game for a while then. byebye!~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-7073798070315117854?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/7073798070315117854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=7073798070315117854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/7073798070315117854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/7073798070315117854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/songs-shots-and-sleep.html' title='Songs, shots and sleep.'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-4255429768872075847</id><published>2008-07-24T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:47:38.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Classic Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;None&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, 3 classic quotes that I think should go down in history. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;GREGORY LAU IS AN EVIL DUCK!- Me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pencils are made of diamonds! - Australian National Chemistry Quiz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Diamonds are made of pencils! - Joanne&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me explain. 1st one. Stupid Gregory Lau got JET LAG, woke up at 3.17pm and hence did not come for CO practice. 2nd one. That was one of the options for a question during the ANCQ. 3rd one. Joanne meant to say 'Pencils are made of diamonds', but ended up swapping them around. Interesting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want all the dizi people to have an extra practice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, one picture that shocks all...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SIh8P2TMA0I/AAAAAAAAA_g/8pNM17qyeKI/s1600-h/DSC00386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226563979279336258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SIh8P2TMA0I/AAAAAAAAA_g/8pNM17qyeKI/s320/DSC00386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda like never before. The cymbals were like half her size man. I think she could really hide herself behind them. THIS. IS. SPARTA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, realised Wu Laoshi printed the copies of my class zuo wen's to his Yr 3 class too. Argh. Food Science was retarded for the first part, the noodle cooking part. 2nd part was fun, it was the ice cream making session! Hehehehe. Our ice cream was more like slusho, but then it was still really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANCQ. Froze to death in the Audi. Slept for a hell long time too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Going off now. I'm darned sleepy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-4255429768872075847?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/4255429768872075847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=4255429768872075847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4255429768872075847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4255429768872075847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/three-classic-quotes.html' title='Three Classic Quotes'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SIh8P2TMA0I/AAAAAAAAA_g/8pNM17qyeKI/s72-c/DSC00386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-6645826839881417526</id><published>2008-07-22T18:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T18:36:33.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Are you pregnant?" - Jean Marc</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hero/Heroine - Boys Like Girls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the above line was adressing the wrong usage of 'plein(e)', which means full, but when you say it as 'Je suis pleine', it actually means 'I am pregnant'. Yea. xDness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm today was uneventful, I guess. Blah. I think I'll go play StepMania for a while now. Bye~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-6645826839881417526?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/6645826839881417526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=6645826839881417526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/6645826839881417526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/6645826839881417526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/are-you-pregnant-jean-marc.html' title='&quot;Are you pregnant?&quot; - Jean Marc'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-4580588612701218458</id><published>2008-07-21T16:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T16:11:29.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadistical fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;CAROLS - Ayumi Hamasaki&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so the gang spent the entire time, from 11 till now, plotting the demise of the world, nearly killing the entire human population countless times.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We now rage war against Madagascar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Go play Pandemic II. I feel happy already!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-4580588612701218458?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/4580588612701218458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=4580588612701218458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4580588612701218458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4580588612701218458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/sadistical-fun.html' title='Sadistical fun'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-5226834088638384433</id><published>2008-07-19T17:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T17:33:46.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;INNOVATOR - w-inds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Inviting all interested participants to our school’s first ever π recitation&lt;br /&gt;contest! Held on coming Tuesday, 22nd of July (π-Approximate Day), we invite all&lt;br /&gt;interested participants to come down to our booth at the canteen during their&lt;br /&gt;free periods and try their luck. The participant who can recite the most digits&lt;br /&gt;of π without error will win attractive prizes, and more importantly he/she will&lt;br /&gt;hold the school record of the most digits of π recited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interested participants may sign up on the sign-up sheet located at the Synapse just&lt;br /&gt;outside the Hall. All the best to all participants!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT THE HELL. WHAT THE HELL WHAT THE HELL WHAT THE HELL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The school is going too nerdy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-5226834088638384433?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/5226834088638384433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=5226834088638384433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5226834088638384433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5226834088638384433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/wtf.html' title='WTF'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-8422376353963310669</id><published>2008-07-19T17:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:47:38.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The freakiest few days I've ever had</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yeah - Kelly Clarkson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Su sms-es me on Wednesday at 11pm saying that they'll be selling guitars in school the next day, hence I freaked out. Went to asked my parents, got a scolding instead. But then, hell, the next morning, while I was still in my half-awake-half-asleep state, I thought I heard my mom say I could buy it, but using my ang pao money. Since I was in the half-awake-half-asleep state, I went to check with her again if I could REALLY buy it. She said yea, and I grabbed my money and headed to school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SIGuirfNH9I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/OpPAH-CTqT4/s1600-h/DSC00382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224648953538879442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SIGuirfNH9I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/OpPAH-CTqT4/s320/DSC00382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMG SO PRETTY. Got Sharne to help me pick it out, since I only had a $150 budget (Serious, this is all that remains of my ang pao money. And dude, this is the most unexpected time for me to actually get a guitar. I'm still kinda still getting over the shock.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friday, something completely EPIC happened. You know the big-going-bald water feature? Yea, someone formed the most EPIC thing yet. This ginormous I F*CK!:] on it, which caused immense interest amongst students, and immense anger amongst teachers. Mr Ang came outside our class to look down, and well, ordered some people to go dismantle it. Sigh. Pic would come later, its with Trish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Escaped from CO one hour early to go for Cin's concert. I tell you Chris is out to 酸 me. The first thing she said after meeting was "So late, Bummie (nickname for her BF *scowls*) already left." I rewarded her with a fist. But anyway, had dinner at Sumo House, went to Tanjong Pagar, where we met Cin's parents and sister. Went to SCH, and realised why Cin asked us to go there earlier. Too, many, people. Argh. And it was freaking cold in the concert hall. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I felt demoralised during the concert. I didn't even bother to consider how much their CO owns our CO, cos it was waaaay to astronomical. The 弦乐has more people than our entire CO! The erhu solo ROCKED, and the pipa one was just amazing! The highlight of the show? The drums solo. It-is-the-most-amazing-performance-I-have-ever-watched. I swear. But the shouting part just sounds wrong with girl voices, xD. Cin was quite awkward on stage, but then well, it was expected, we (Chris, Jess and I) were laughing all the way, and when she finally noticed our frantic waving, she had that signature "What the hell" look on her face, ahahahaha xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The concert hall...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SIGuit4gbuI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/66azSgKVonw/s1600-h/DSC00381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224648954181873378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SIGuit4gbuI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/66azSgKVonw/s320/DSC00381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, woke up at 6.30 to go to RGS for the FPS competition, which was, well, destined to be owned at. But I have to admit this was the one situation we were the most productive in. We ACTUALLY managed to finish the problems, 13 solutions, and finish the criteria thing. Never done this before, LOL. But I think we thought too much again, cos the ideas were a tad (ok, understatement) scientific. Well I mean you can't blame us! National University of Singapore High School of Math and SCIENCE. Go figure man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeap, that sums everything up, gonna play with my guitar now! BYEE~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-8422376353963310669?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/8422376353963310669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=8422376353963310669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/8422376353963310669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/8422376353963310669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/freakiest-few-days-ive-ever-had.html' title='The freakiest few days I&apos;ve ever had'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SIGuirfNH9I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/OpPAH-CTqT4/s72-c/DSC00382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-3138758699568815288</id><published>2008-07-16T19:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:47:39.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion, Panic, and Chaos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beautiful Life - w-inds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title sounds like &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;teen angst-y&lt;/span&gt; thing. I know. But it's actually about an &lt;strong&gt;apocalypse&lt;/strong&gt;. I am not joking. English was funny/weird, we read &lt;em&gt;'The Great Dream Speech'&lt;/em&gt;. Yes guys, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I have a dream&lt;/span&gt;. Physics, well, YS was arguing with Ms Lim about something, and I think Ms Lim got confused over it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Assembly was just annoying, cos of the cheer thing, but then well, it's my class, &lt;em&gt;so expected much&lt;/em&gt;, but I like our cheer: 201&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 色&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! 201 &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;色&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! 201 Ra-&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;色&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; harmony! Yeap yeap. The frog song was strange, but nevertheless &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;entertaining&lt;/span&gt;. ACE was on the topic of&lt;strong&gt; hacking&lt;/strong&gt;, in which I immediately thought of Wei Ren, Timo and other 06 guys, and burst out laughing. Completely. Oh and the bad computer hackers are called &lt;em&gt;crackers&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It was the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;COOKIES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lunch was the usuals. &lt;em&gt;Jokes, sick jokes, math jokes, science jokes&lt;/em&gt;. And &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;tom yum&lt;/span&gt;. Chinese was kinda funny, cos of the listening exercise and 听写, and this time was the first time I knew how to write everything! Though in the end still got one wrong.... x( AXIS was a &lt;em&gt;joke&lt;/em&gt;, watched this documentary by Nat Geo on a 'supervirus', hypothetical of course. In which they mentioned that humans would be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;confused&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;panicked&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;chaotic&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And well, people, it's called teen angst. I mean with so many possible apocalypses coming around, of course, do you expect us to live without any fear and confusion? Sigh. &lt;em&gt;So nice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we had this activity where everyone got a testube, but 2 of the testubes in class were &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;infected&lt;/span&gt;, and we had to go around exchanging the liquids in ou testubes with 4 other people. In the end, Joanne turned out to be &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;'patient zero'&lt;/span&gt;, Amanda got infected somehow, YS got infected by Joanne, Wei Ren too. I exchanged with Wei Ren but surprisingly did not die. xD Su, Jose and Trish were alive too! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After AXIS went to play Uno, and a few fun things occured: YS drawed... &lt;em&gt;and drawed...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and drawed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and drawed...&lt;/span&gt; and ended up with this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SH3wlyJ-fsI/AAAAAAAAA_A/hRrrqQdxhE0/s1600-h/DSC00366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223595674729086658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SH3wlyJ-fsI/AAAAAAAAA_A/hRrrqQdxhE0/s320/DSC00366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Observe the pretty array of colours... without the&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; green&lt;/span&gt;. The lounge closed, and we went to the concourse. And then....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SH3wlCgW82I/AAAAAAAAA-w/frJNhUIZ04g/s1600-h/DSC00380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223595661938062178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SH3wlCgW82I/AAAAAAAAA-w/frJNhUIZ04g/s320/DSC00380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SH3wk6C70qI/AAAAAAAAA-o/sKnMQ5J-UIw/s1600-h/DSC00376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223595659667165858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SH3wk6C70qI/AAAAAAAAA-o/sKnMQ5J-UIw/s320/DSC00376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;accidentally-on-purpose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; jabbed YS's ass while he was modelling. Yea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh this is Trish's HP Mini it's like&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; soooo cute&lt;/span&gt;. Really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SH3wl5KNR2I/AAAAAAAAA_I/IErqEg6uMWU/s1600-h/DSC00364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223595676609103714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SH3wl5KNR2I/AAAAAAAAA_I/IErqEg6uMWU/s320/DSC00364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-3138758699568815288?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/3138758699568815288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=3138758699568815288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/3138758699568815288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/3138758699568815288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/confusion-panic-and-chaos.html' title='Confusion, Panic, and Chaos.'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SH3wlyJ-fsI/AAAAAAAAA_A/hRrrqQdxhE0/s72-c/DSC00366.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-5549545171659683141</id><published>2008-07-15T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T21:08:27.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Do you like to do?"- Jean Marc</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sonata of Temptation - IVY &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; interesting&lt;/span&gt; day. A lot of stuff was related to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;everyone's &lt;strong&gt;favourite&lt;/strong&gt; topic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Starting with Math lesson,  Ms Ng used the&lt;strong&gt; wrong word&lt;/strong&gt; while addressing the Sex Ed lessons, and told us that as we grew older we could &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;explore&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; more, which led to an interesting interpretation of our school motto,&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Experiment&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; Explore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; Excel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Hmmmmm. And she also told us, "In the past, &lt;em&gt;abstinence&lt;/em&gt;. In the present, &lt;strong&gt;contraception&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Break was generally uninteresting, Chem was slightly damaging to my &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;small prokaryotic brain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Ms Kong would be our Sex Ed teacher as well, so we asked her about it. Well I can't remember exactly what she said, but then well it was quite funny I guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spent the huge break between Chem and French mugging Chem, building bridges and cutting people up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ampgames.com/game/520/Amateur-Surgeon.html"&gt;http://www.ampgames.com/game/520/Amateur-Surgeon.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am &lt;strong&gt;completely addicted&lt;/strong&gt; to this game now @.@&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;French was the&lt;strong&gt; fun-est&lt;/strong&gt; today. Jean-Marc wanted us to translate "What do you like to do?" We, being stupid and ignorant, couldn't answer, he got so fed up, he shortened it to "What do you like?" In the end, it ended up as "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do you like to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" Yea. And he was saying that it was so &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;obvious &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;all ball games were masculine...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Note to self : &lt;em&gt;Never take the bus after 6. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-5549545171659683141?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/5549545171659683141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=5549545171659683141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5549545171659683141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5549545171659683141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/do-you-like-to-do-jean-marc.html' title='&quot;Do you like to do?&quot;- Jean Marc'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-2175338613235264028</id><published>2008-07-14T12:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T12:33:05.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEST LIVES EVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;WHATEVER&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is one of the best songs ever. Ending song of NANA, OLIVIA inspi'REIRA (TRAPNEST), a little pain. OMG nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="anonymous" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.veoh.com/veohplayer.swf?player=" width="340" height="280" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This, my friends, is the best live ever. ANNA TSUCHIYA!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed id="anonymous" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.veoh.com/veohplayer.swf?player=" width="340" height="280" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-2175338613235264028?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/2175338613235264028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=2175338613235264028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/2175338613235264028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/2175338613235264028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/best-lives-ever.html' title='BEST LIVES EVER!'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-8961959776320028201</id><published>2008-07-14T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T12:18:09.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh CO, the glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Contagious - Avril Lavigne&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;em&gt;at least one third of the people came!&lt;/em&gt; Sigh. CO outing?&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; 10/30+ plus came&lt;/span&gt;. This is pure ownage. Met Viv and Joanne at Marina Square, had lunch, met up with Su Chang, and then went to wait for the others at City Hall MRT, and yes, in the end &lt;strong&gt;10 people&lt;/strong&gt; were there. I don't think we count Reiko's boyfriend as one of us, so yea. 10 people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The concert hall was flooded by the time we went, and hence we had to split up. Viv, Su Chang, Xin Ran, He Na sat in the first 2 rows, an&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ungodly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; place to sit indeed. And the performing CO? It's the one my Primary School CO's 1st conductor and 2nd 弹拨 teacher was in. &lt;strong&gt;Amazing&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;The coincidences of life man...&lt;/em&gt; The songs were quite nice, though &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;certain people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; should have came to watch the dizi solo. As Su Chang says &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Greg would be here to comment on the performance. We are here to feel&lt;br /&gt;demoralized.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yea. After the performance, went to Tiong Bahru with Viv to go buy her ankle guards, in the end took neos at that&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; really laggy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;shimmery shimmery&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; neo machine, and then got screamed at by my parents, and went home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hellboy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;is a good movie, peeps, go check it out. Though the &lt;em&gt;logic, physics, biology&lt;/em&gt; is &lt;strong&gt;screwed&lt;/strong&gt;, but then well, it's a movie.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;All hail Hollywood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Some scenes were quite cute though, the one when Meyers (the cop) used the damn &lt;em&gt;cliche-d&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;'yawn, strech, shoulder'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; trick on Liz. And it was fun watching &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hellboy&lt;/span&gt; get jealous over that. Oh and that part where he blew up the big monster at the end? Yea.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLUEBERRY GALORE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The part when he kissed Liz at the end was cliche-d too, gives literal meaning to the phrase &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'flaming love'&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today... Argh, really shouldn't have stayed up so late last night, I feel &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;DEAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Greatest discovery of the week:&lt;strong&gt; Ian had a girlfriend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And guys. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GET ME ANNA TSUCHIYA'S ALBUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-8961959776320028201?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/8961959776320028201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=8961959776320028201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/8961959776320028201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/8961959776320028201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-co-glory.html' title='Oh CO, the glory'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-5718933675058863011</id><published>2008-07-12T19:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T20:01:15.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music to my ears</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;HEAVEN - Hamasaki Ayumi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,&lt;em&gt; ignore the last post&lt;/em&gt;, it's time for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Music Intro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; again! Firstly, the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;un-awesome&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; song that I heard this week, actually sometime ago, but then I finally got to see the lyrics and went &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WTF.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="280" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TnA__3YPjd0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TnA__3YPjd0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This must be the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;bitchiest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;bimbotic-est&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; song I have ever heard. This ain't the song I'm introducting of course, lyric translations are &lt;a href="http://cutegiurl.wordpress.com/2008/05/22/lyrics-wonder-girls-so-hot-lyrics-translations/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Go read it. Seriously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh gosh I have &lt;strong&gt;so many good songs&lt;/strong&gt; running around my head I shall just&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;introduce them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. This one is the opening of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vampire Knight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, by a new Jap group called &lt;strong&gt;ON/OFF&lt;/strong&gt;, twin bros, quite cute. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG I heart this song&lt;/span&gt;, and I hereby &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;demand you all to watch VK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="280" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M01NFdFrkBM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M01NFdFrkBM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next is &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;F.I.R.'s 眷恋&lt;/span&gt;, this song has been in my head for &lt;strong&gt;AGES&lt;/strong&gt; now, and it's a really good song. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="280" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K24Sm5X1n4w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K24Sm5X1n4w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;孙燕姿's 眼泪成诗.&lt;/span&gt; This is one of my all time favourites, so Enjoy :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="280" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M6UWmJz6DI8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M6UWmJz6DI8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last but not least, one of the few song's of 王心凌 that I like, 我会好好的.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="280" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XVHzUVWgnkQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XVHzUVWgnkQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all for today folks, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wait for the long post tomorrow!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-5718933675058863011?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/5718933675058863011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=5718933675058863011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5718933675058863011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5718933675058863011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/music-to-my-ears.html' title='Music to my ears'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-2454016476924800115</id><published>2008-07-11T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T22:41:25.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So I Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Behind These Hazel Eyes - Kelly Clarkson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=svxP2LjBg_4"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=svxP2LjBg_4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess this song pretty much describes how I'm feeling now, though the lyrics don't fit fully. But a few lines do. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know what? I thought you were my FRIEND. I thought you were someone I could depend on. I thought you were someone I could confide in. I thought you were someone smart, humane enough to realise what you were doing was hurting us when you fucking well knew it did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know what? You're just some irresponsible, insensitive, oh-so-innocent, we-are-just-friends faker. I can't believe you won't even do that to keep our friendship. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was trying to save our friendship, the 3 of us, and perhaps him, but you know what? For someone who won't even make a small sacrifice for a friend, I don't think it's worth it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh sure, you have your reasons, but why can't you fucking just tell us you'll take note next time? I could have forgiven you, but now? Too late. What's done is done. At the start of all this, I thought I would lose her as a friend. But I can't believe you did this to us. I can't believe you're so lazy you won't even do this little little little mundane thing for us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Trust me, you have no idea what we're going through.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last night when you called me? Yea, I felt like throwing the phone down on the floor. I felt like screaming at you. And when you passed the phone to him? That was IT. I wanted to kill you. I called you back with the intention of screaming at you, but I didn't. I kept it down. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ALL FOR THE SAKES OF KEEPING YOU AS A FRIEND. ALL FOR THE SAKES I KEPT THAT BIT OF ME WANTING TO KICK YOUR ASS DOWN FOR SO LONG. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But you know what? You've finally overdone it. Even SHE is pissed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We get the idea. He's yours. He's so much closer to you than we are. We have no chance. You are the high-and-mighty. So shut up and leave us alone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you and goodbye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-2454016476924800115?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/2454016476924800115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=2454016476924800115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/2454016476924800115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/2454016476924800115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-i-thought.html' title='So I Thought'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-35672136853623420</id><published>2008-07-10T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:48:07.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ADD</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Best Day of My Life - Jesse McCartney&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is damned ironic, I say. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was just one of those days when everyone felt &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;mopey&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;more &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;mopey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I think it was the &lt;strong&gt;weather&lt;/strong&gt;, it was raining in the morning, the sky was&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; grey&lt;/span&gt;, and everyone was &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;. I think I wasn't focusing in most of the lessons today, felt too &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;mopey&lt;/span&gt;. The extremes? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sleeping through half of French.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Arggghhhh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Something and someone is really getting on my nerves. I am serious. I have been keeping it down for so long already but now it's &lt;em&gt;overdone&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yea sure, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;best day of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-35672136853623420?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/35672136853623420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=35672136853623420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/35672136853623420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/35672136853623420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/add.html' title='ADD'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-6302041630804100519</id><published>2008-07-09T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:47:39.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gone - Kelly Clarkson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised opening the Student Lounge &lt;em&gt;might not have been a very good idea&lt;/em&gt;. You see cards around &lt;strong&gt;everywhere &lt;/strong&gt;nowadays. Learnt how to play &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hearts&lt;/span&gt; today by the way, hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QC is going to ruin his throat. Really, he doesn't have to emphasize the last syllable of the &lt;em&gt;whatever-command-that-is&lt;/em&gt; that much, he almost sounds like&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; Chester Benington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, only &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;without &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vast amounts of phlegm&lt;/span&gt; that Benington has. So there. English, Ms Lam &lt;em&gt;very generously&lt;/em&gt; started off the day with a&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; telling off session&lt;/span&gt;, well I guess it can't be helped, I mean we are a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; pretty noisy class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Now where have I heard that before...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics was, well, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;uhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; whatever we have learnt for Bio. Assembly and ACE lesson was, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for once&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kinda useful. I mean at least they are talking about stuff&lt;em&gt; we are actually doing now&lt;/em&gt;. Blogging, gaming, etc, that kind of stuff. Haha, but I did learn quite a bit today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes I just said that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean I do feel I gotta watch out what I write here. The volunteer from Touch showed us this blog post from XiaXue, which really I think is &lt;strong&gt;completely against&lt;/strong&gt; my beliefs. &lt;em&gt;Well, I guess everyone has their own views, and hence I shan't comment here.&lt;/em&gt; But really, even if it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a really hot guy *&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;thinks Orlando Bloom/Milo Ventimiglia/Hugh Jackman, slaps self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*, I don't think I'm ready to be forced into that yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, saw Vivian Yr 1 with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;cat ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and then found out &lt;strong&gt;Ian wore them during PE&lt;/strong&gt;, which &lt;em&gt;in every way is&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; disturbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. And I think I &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ruined everyone's appetite&lt;/span&gt; when I asked everyone to &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;imagine Ian with the cat ears, the maid uniform, doing *meow meow*&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Very, disturbing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was just&lt;em&gt; same ol', same ol'&lt;/em&gt;. FPS well, we had a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;time trial&lt;/span&gt;, which ended up being a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;curse-session&lt;/span&gt; with everyone &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;screaming swear words at the situation and our prokaryotic brains&lt;/span&gt;. So Ms Koh postponed the deadline to tomorrow, and since &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no one is coming online&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, I'm guessing we aren't gonna possibly finish it. Sighh. Went to the student lounge after that, had a fun time playing cards, and then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? We (Timo, Joanne, Amanda and I) rode&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; in the back of YS's dad's lorry&lt;/span&gt; and trust me it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;damned fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Strange, but yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda being, well, Amanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SHScrCYdbMI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/5APczURSdRM/s1600-h/DSC00337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220970131217018050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SHScrCYdbMI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/5APczURSdRM/s320/DSC00337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amazing flying slinky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SHScrTPQXfI/AAAAAAAAA-g/2o5jtyAHDOg/s1600-h/DSC00339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220970135741816306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SHScrTPQXfI/AAAAAAAAA-g/2o5jtyAHDOg/s320/DSC00339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today guys, I&lt;strong&gt; really&lt;/strong&gt; need to go finish my bio. Argh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-6302041630804100519?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/6302041630804100519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=6302041630804100519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/6302041630804100519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/6302041630804100519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/power-of-cards.html' title='The Power of Cards'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SHScrCYdbMI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/5APczURSdRM/s72-c/DSC00337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-4134795073717513223</id><published>2008-07-08T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T19:09:13.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The screwedest lesson in probability</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;あなたがそばに - Tachibana Mio &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That be Keita's sister, the above mentioned.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the screwedest lesson in probability&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wasn't in class, but after class. I'll talk about that later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's see, in the morning had the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;thermometer check&lt;/span&gt;, in which I &lt;em&gt;conveniently forgot about&lt;/em&gt;. Had a plan to fool the teachers, but due to some &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;technical error&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  i.e. me not noticing Ewin was passing me her thermometer, it was foiled.&lt;em&gt; Siighhh&lt;/em&gt;. Chinese was &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;relatively uneventful&lt;/span&gt;, and it wasn't until some people started talking about going to the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;theatrette&lt;/span&gt; for Math that I realised that &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Math was indeed in the theatrette&lt;/span&gt;. So went down, and I realised we were having class with the 205s. Had a fun time being '&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;' and annoying Mr Lee, but really, the funniest thing was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;drawing stickman figures on my foolscap&lt;/span&gt;. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chem was completely &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mind-boggling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Trust me. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Schrodinger can just go and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Well, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;his cat&lt;/span&gt; can just go and die. Actually &lt;em&gt;we don't know if he's dead&lt;/em&gt;, as Heisenberg says, "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am not certain. I am not certain at all&lt;/span&gt;." Free period was spent on watching&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Chobits&lt;/span&gt; and doing some &lt;em&gt;other random things that are not supposed to be done on the school internet&lt;/em&gt; (go on and think sick, but the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;truth stays the truth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!). Kitchen chem was just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, AgNO3, ham, NaCl, and titration. And Ms Koh even got &lt;em&gt;disposible aprons&lt;/em&gt;! xD Basically we had to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;chop up the ham&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;boil it to extract the salt&lt;/span&gt;, and then &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;titrate the solution to find out the salt concentration&lt;/span&gt;. Yeap yeap. Yet to do the calculations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;guilty as charged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I was &lt;em&gt;reading Chobits manga in French class&lt;/em&gt;. And I realised it is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dangerous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to do that in Jean-Marc's class. You get &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;damned confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; afterwards. Argh. After French class was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the screwedest lesson in probability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Su, YS and I played cards at the student lounge, and let's mention some &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;really cool combos&lt;/span&gt; we got.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The 4 '2's were with me, thanks to Su being the loser and offering her 2 '2's.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The same game, Su had 4 '7's.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;YS had 2 flushes and 3 cards left, but still got generously owned by Su. (3, 7 and 8. Go figure)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had like, 2 triples once. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I totally owned the other two ;D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Probability OWNS =DDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-4134795073717513223?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/4134795073717513223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=4134795073717513223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4134795073717513223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4134795073717513223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/screwedest-lesson-in-probability.html' title='The screwedest lesson in probability'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-593928019581919315</id><published>2008-07-07T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T15:22:39.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slipped Away - Avril Lavigne&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cannot believe I am saying this&lt;/em&gt; but &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;OMG I AM &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;SO SICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; OF FRENCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just spent, what, 3 hours on it, and I haven't even started on the crap in the textbook.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RAWR. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-593928019581919315?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/593928019581919315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=593928019581919315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/593928019581919315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/593928019581919315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-7152378537978306811</id><published>2008-07-06T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T20:03:35.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DONUTS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;DONUTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Screw the carbs and the fats, and I don't give a shit that I just got chocolate in my hair cos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;333333&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;DONUTS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-7152378537978306811?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/7152378537978306811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=7152378537978306811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/7152378537978306811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/7152378537978306811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/donuts.html' title='DONUTS!'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-4222322379404571644</id><published>2008-07-06T15:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T15:27:01.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Les glories of French</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Last Breath - Evanesence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT THE HELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from &lt;em&gt;page one&lt;/em&gt; all the way to &lt;em&gt;page 36&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What kind of crap punishment is this???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;@.@&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Started doing homework at 1pm, used &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;2 hours&lt;/span&gt; to write my &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;3 page long Sui Bi&lt;/span&gt;, and now I come blogging.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sheesh.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; The battle against French homework begins tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;10.30. Jurong Library&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;May the vocabulary be with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-4222322379404571644?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/4222322379404571644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=4222322379404571644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4222322379404571644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4222322379404571644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/les-glories-of-french.html' title='Les glories of French'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-3622924965435787233</id><published>2008-07-05T17:27:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T17:45:58.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TADA~</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;简单爱－周杰伦&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys, I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gave my blog a makeover. I'm actually&lt;em&gt; pretty sure&lt;/em&gt; Joanne used this skin before, well, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;hope you don't mind Jo :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, guys &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;bear with me these few days&lt;/span&gt;, I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;slightly mentally unstable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; due to an &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;overload of mental baggages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, so there. I might have &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; severe mood swings&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; emo sessions&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;tears-running-down-like-there's-no-tommorow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and such. Yea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks for the understanding&lt;/span&gt;, and I'm sure &lt;em&gt;with you guys by my side,&lt;/em&gt; I'll &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;get through this&lt;/span&gt; stage of my life. I'm just&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;really confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; these few days, and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; frustrated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, etc, so it might be best at sometimes to just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;leave me alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But no, I am&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; quitting the family tree, &lt;em&gt;why the hell would I&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeap yeap. That's all. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and from now on I have decided to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;introduce one nice song every week&lt;/span&gt;, and this week it's &lt;em&gt;my current blog song&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Together&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;MONKEY MAJIK&lt;/span&gt;. I heard it on the radio some time, &lt;em&gt;actually quite long ago&lt;/em&gt;, but just downloaded it recently. It's a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;really good ballad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, sweet and cheery, so I hope you guys take some time to listen to it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="280" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HhnayTl5FRk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HhnayTl5FRk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And yes, those two are ang moys. Brothers, actually. ENJOY =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-3622924965435787233?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/3622924965435787233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=3622924965435787233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/3622924965435787233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/3622924965435787233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/tada.html' title='TADA~'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-4700142775334686720</id><published>2008-07-04T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T18:25:12.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAMC, and there goes the face</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;nada&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am serious, the school is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BORED&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Drag us there at what, &lt;em&gt;12.30&lt;/em&gt;, and the bloody thing starts at &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.15pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I&lt;em&gt; froze my ass off&lt;/em&gt; I tell you!!! Joanne yawned 13 times as far as I know. And the best part?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OUR SCHOOL DIDN'T WIN ANYTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is like the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;greatest embarassment&lt;/span&gt; ever. *Rolls eyes* But then, it was&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; quite fun&lt;/span&gt; walking around Science Centre, did&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;a hell lot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of weird stuff hahaha. And of course everyone was going around &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;'showing off'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by 'knowing' the stuff. LOL. Lots of familiar equations now that you look at it, but then,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;THEY BURRRRRRRRN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And guess what, you know the &lt;em&gt;Einstein-climbing-pole thing&lt;/em&gt;? Yea, Trish says he's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;pole dancing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;em&gt; Disturbing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all, shall go blog hopping for a while now=D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-4700142775334686720?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/4700142775334686720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=4700142775334686720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4700142775334686720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4700142775334686720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/samc-and-there-goes-face.html' title='SAMC, and there goes the face'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-3499336556266886596</id><published>2008-07-03T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T20:53:30.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The most amazing lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;LUCY - ANNA TSUCHIYA inspi'NANA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;epic&lt;/span&gt;, I shall say.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ms Tan has the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;amazing ability&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to send everyone in class to &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;slumber&lt;/span&gt;. I'm serious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And French class was just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;EPIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;M. Jean-Marc&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; made out with himself&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWICE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Well, it was more&lt;em&gt; traumatic&lt;/em&gt; than &lt;em&gt;epic&lt;/em&gt; really, but still, &lt;em&gt;you don't see teachers making out with themselves nowadays&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And he made us all feel really pathetic. Seriously, I really feel that I &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;learned &lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in the &lt;em&gt;past one and a half years&lt;/em&gt; after today's lesson.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-3499336556266886596?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/3499336556266886596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=3499336556266886596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/3499336556266886596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/3499336556266886596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/most-amazing-lesson.html' title='The most amazing lesson'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-8696423093657192207</id><published>2008-07-02T16:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:47:40.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEOW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Papercut - Linkin Park&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I bet Joanne's happy to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;see the above&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Annnyway&lt;/em&gt;, since &lt;strong&gt;SOME PEOPLE&lt;/strong&gt; have &lt;strong&gt;expressed concern&lt;/strong&gt; about my &lt;strong&gt;lack of updates&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I shall update&lt;/span&gt;. Har har. And please, blame &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Manga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Zhang Zijian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Keita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ryuichi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ryohei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;for me being &lt;em&gt;less active on blogger&lt;/em&gt;. Yea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm. Let's see. Firstly, the library is now &lt;strong&gt;closed &lt;/strong&gt;due to the 'O' Levels. Which means we have to&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; mug in the sweltering heat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Arghhh. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chem lesson this week was &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt;. Ms Kong was like "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;You must remember what Heiseignberg *or something* and Schrodinger *or something else* said!&lt;/span&gt;" And hence we came to this conclusion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heseignberg *or something* said, "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am not certain. I am not certain at all.&lt;/span&gt;" And Schrodinger *or something else* says, "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Meow.&lt;/span&gt;" Mr Murali's class was better, he annouced, "You guys can go read up on Schrodinger yourself. He wrote a paper. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It was about how to kill a cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" XD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today we had the&lt;em&gt; cyber wellness&lt;/em&gt; workshop thing, which was all in all, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a joke&lt;/span&gt;. Not in the bad sense, as in the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;really humourous sense&lt;/span&gt;. Even &lt;strong&gt;Cabal &lt;/strong&gt;was mentioned, and our dear MrYaNdAo too. *rolls eyes*.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FPS was just FUNNY&lt;/span&gt;. Spent the 1st hour reading the evalution for our first round of competition, which was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;depressing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and I think was what led to the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hysteria &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;nuttiness&lt;/span&gt; of the discussion. 2nd hour? Sat around playing &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Heart Attack&lt;/span&gt; and then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dai Di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. In which YS became the prostitute twice, HJ was pretty much always the loser, and Su and I took turns being the King.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Life's good.&lt;/span&gt; Yea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok now? Happy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shall go back to watching vids.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SGtBs8rFZlI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/9caZRt7xtRE/s1600-h/da5ede31108680ba5fdf0e10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218336833695737426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SGtBs8rFZlI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/9caZRt7xtRE/s320/da5ede31108680ba5fdf0e10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-8696423093657192207?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/8696423093657192207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=8696423093657192207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/8696423093657192207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/8696423093657192207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/meow.html' title='MEOW!'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SGtBs8rFZlI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/9caZRt7xtRE/s72-c/da5ede31108680ba5fdf0e10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-5269273133042649782</id><published>2008-07-01T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T19:32:27.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VIVIAN HERE YOU GO</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nada&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys I'm just posting this cos Viv told me to. Gah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today two quotes which should go down in history were said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First, Ms Kong said Math sucks and you really don't need it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Secondly, M. Vilaire (or Jean-Marc, as he told us to call him), asked Yong Kiat if he was gay cos he used the feminine form of the word 'present'. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THERE.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-5269273133042649782?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/5269273133042649782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=5269273133042649782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5269273133042649782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5269273133042649782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/07/vivian-here-you-go.html' title='VIVIAN HERE YOU GO'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-8615518239279105022</id><published>2008-06-30T16:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:47:41.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KYUU~</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nada&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why the strange title?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cos I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pissed off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at Tsubasa for being &lt;em&gt;updated so slowly&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Math was boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;English was boring-&lt;em&gt;er&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wanted to go watch a movie after school but then couldn't find any nice ones. Stayed back, did a bit of FPS, and then took neos. I think everyone was a lil too deprived of the neos, so the first round pretty much sucked, and we had to take again. hahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some pics from these few days....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SGik-mFMfBI/AAAAAAAAA-A/siuDsDZ4vN8/s1600-h/DSC00296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217601563589901330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SGik-mFMfBI/AAAAAAAAA-A/siuDsDZ4vN8/s320/DSC00296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joanne on thy nailbed. XD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm I don't think there's anything else, is there?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BYE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-8615518239279105022?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/8615518239279105022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=8615518239279105022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/8615518239279105022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/8615518239279105022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/06/kyuu.html' title='KYUU~'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SGik-mFMfBI/AAAAAAAAA-A/siuDsDZ4vN8/s72-c/DSC00296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-866934885713002064</id><published>2008-06-28T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T22:13:53.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OLA~</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;NADA~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok sorry for being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MIA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;for the past few days, was too busy &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;fangirling&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;catching up on anime&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;watching TV series&lt;/span&gt;. Yea. So sorry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So we had the&lt;strong&gt; big CO room cleanout&lt;/strong&gt; on Friday, and we found out that... &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QC HAS WHITE HAIR! HA! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmm the Physics elec everyone was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so excited over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was &lt;em&gt;not that interesting&lt;/em&gt;, so decided to drop it and took Bio elec instead. Yeap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What else what else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sheesh. We &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;imprinted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Joanne onto the &lt;strong&gt;nail bed&lt;/strong&gt; thingy. &lt;em&gt;No she isn't dead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Going back to fangirling :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-866934885713002064?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/866934885713002064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=866934885713002064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/866934885713002064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/866934885713002064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/06/ola.html' title='OLA~'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-1710475453882627552</id><published>2008-06-23T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T17:34:23.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTH</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love Me for Me - Ashley Tisdale&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of sem 2 and I can only say &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hell lotta new teachers, Math being &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first lesson&lt;/strong&gt; of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WEEK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, English being &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;exceptionally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;sleep-through-able...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Most shocking : &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was feeling down cos I got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;NOTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GASP!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sheesh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-1710475453882627552?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/1710475453882627552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=1710475453882627552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1710475453882627552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1710475453882627552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/06/wth.html' title='WTH'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-4371364746742100988</id><published>2008-06-22T13:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T13:26:20.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;恋爱写真－大塚愛&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I find out that Su &lt;em&gt;mysteriously vanished&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;Batam&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And yesterday I managed to play Cabal &lt;em&gt;with just my touchpad&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;OWNED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hahahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My family got a maid today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And she's gonna live in my room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ack.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nevermind. She's quite nice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok gonna go play Cabal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ciaoooo~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-4371364746742100988?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/4371364746742100988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=4371364746742100988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4371364746742100988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4371364746742100988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/06/stuff.html' title='Stuff'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-6503520060215407961</id><published>2008-06-21T17:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T17:47:49.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3month Episode</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Best Damn Thing - Avril Lavigne&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for finally being a man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At least now I know I didn't see you wrongly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't regret any of this. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-6503520060215407961?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/6503520060215407961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=6503520060215407961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/6503520060215407961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/6503520060215407961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/06/3month-episode.html' title='3month Episode'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-679353015279214096</id><published>2008-06-20T11:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T14:50:11.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMMMAAA BAAACCCKKKK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;none&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap peeps, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;IMMMAAA BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I realised after one month of being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a lot of things&lt;/span&gt; can happen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Annnnyyyywaaaayyyy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Surprisingly I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;increase in biomass&lt;/em&gt;. And even more surprisingly my biomass &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;decreased&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AMAZING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL. Shan't give full details of my trip, cos I realised it takes up around 7 pages in winword.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok gonna go attempt to fix my comp. So yea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ciaoooossuuuu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-679353015279214096?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/679353015279214096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=679353015279214096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/679353015279214096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/679353015279214096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/06/immmaaa-baaaccckkkk.html' title='IMMMAAA BAAACCCKKKK!'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-4736663290332788327</id><published>2008-05-18T12:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T12:43:41.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>K-drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;None&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know those parts in a drama, when some main character or people around him or her dies, and everyone goes &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and wallows?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God, you can just&lt;strong&gt; go and die&lt;/strong&gt;, you know that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't want to think in that direction.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But it seems there's no other choice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wonder how my dad can be so calm at a time like this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THIS IS UNFAIR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHATEVER DID I DO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHY CAN'T YOU JUST FUCKING&lt;strong&gt; LEAVE MY LIFE ALONE&lt;/strong&gt;, GOD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She said she wanted to see me go to university.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SO WHY ARE YOU FUCKING TAKING THIS WISH AWAY FROM HER, GOD? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT'S YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This sucks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And what can I do about it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I DON'T FUCKING KNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-4736663290332788327?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/4736663290332788327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=4736663290332788327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4736663290332788327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4736663290332788327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/05/k-drama.html' title='K-drama'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-1397410142284154064</id><published>2008-05-16T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T20:10:18.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise in depression rates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;try your emotion - w-inds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Siiiiiiigh. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you &lt;strong&gt;don't see me online&lt;/strong&gt; for the next few days, that means I'm &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;camping out on the 6th floor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;depressing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CAP dropped like shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and you're stuck in the same CCA with people like &lt;strong&gt;QC, Greg, Su Chang, Angela, and YS&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Angela Leong, being, well, &lt;strong&gt;Angela Leong&lt;/strong&gt;, got &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.0&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as her CAP. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;QC... &lt;em&gt;didn't even bother to ask&lt;/em&gt;. I immediately got the part with me &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;chasing after him with a broom&lt;/span&gt;. He ran &lt;em&gt;all the way&lt;/em&gt; from the&lt;strong&gt; CO room&lt;/strong&gt; to the &lt;strong&gt;netball court&lt;/strong&gt;. Returned a while later, only to be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;kachiao-ed&lt;/span&gt; severely by me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not used to seeing anything below &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on my report card. &lt;strong&gt;Not used to it at all&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sigh. There goes my chance of getting something on Speech Day, and there goes my &lt;strong&gt;scholarship&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Although my parents are freaking out, the usual "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;your laptop is confiscated&lt;/span&gt;!" &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;never came.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My mom was &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;generally calm&lt;/span&gt; about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guess I'll be moving into the library next sem. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To quote Greg:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes we need failures to remind ourselves to work harder. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And also must remember people like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Elmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spent the time after CO crapping around, namely &lt;em&gt;whacking QC&lt;/em&gt;, watching&lt;em&gt; QC whack Matthew&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;owning QC at audi&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;watching everyone play games&lt;/em&gt;. And I found out the &lt;strong&gt;food chain&lt;/strong&gt; for CO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Matthew--&gt;QC--&gt;Su Chang--&gt;Vivian--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;YAY :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And Joanne, don't emo anymore. Forget yesterday, walk towards tomorrow :) Though I am in no place to comment on your situation at home, but I hope whatever I said helps. You listened to my rants for so long, I hope I repayed you somehow, alright? Jiayou for next sem (me too xP)! And please remember (you have a tendency to forget this), we're always here for you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-1397410142284154064?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/1397410142284154064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=1397410142284154064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1397410142284154064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1397410142284154064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/05/rise-in-depression-rates.html' title='Rise in depression rates.'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-1626974307628875772</id><published>2008-05-15T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T16:38:05.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MY TIAN LIKE AGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nada&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they pushed it back to 4.30pm...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND IT'S STLL COMPLETELY HANGING &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-1626974307628875772?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/1626974307628875772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=1626974307628875772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1626974307628875772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1626974307628875772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-my-tian-like-again.html' title='OH MY TIAN LIKE AGAIN'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-8568855337655236677</id><published>2008-05-15T14:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T14:17:11.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MY TIAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nada&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;most screwed thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that happened today. Well, probably, a lot of other screwed things happened, but nevermind, I'll talk about those later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I CAN'T GET INTO THE MODULES SELECTION PAGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone in the library was &lt;em&gt;counting down&lt;/em&gt; and then 2pm came...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LAG.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG LOL I'm not sure how many people got in.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND HELL SOMEONE SAID THEY JUST CLOSED OFF THE SYSTEM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ROFLMAO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;COOLIO~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now they say it's gonna open at 3....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wow-wee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-8568855337655236677?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/8568855337655236677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=8568855337655236677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/8568855337655236677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/8568855337655236677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-my-tian.html' title='OH MY TIAN'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-6031222217564372263</id><published>2008-05-13T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T11:34:22.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 HAPPY-S</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;none&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY AND BIRTHDAY JOANNE~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-6031222217564372263?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/6031222217564372263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=6031222217564372263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/6031222217564372263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/6031222217564372263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/05/2-happy-s.html' title='2 HAPPY-S'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-4431295753837690805</id><published>2008-05-12T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T16:49:07.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My god.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;None.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been using &lt;em&gt;my dad's account&lt;/em&gt; on the laptop for the past two days, mainly cos I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;cleaning out my comp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, during which I threw out about &lt;strong&gt;20G &lt;/strong&gt;of stuff. But now I &lt;em&gt;can't seem to log in&lt;/em&gt; into my acc at all. Shucks. I think I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;threw out something wrong&lt;/span&gt; yesterday...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nevermind.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; CABAL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes I know, I'm shocked too. Lvled up &lt;strong&gt;5 times&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday, and QC, being his &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;self, hacked the game. No wonder he was&lt;em&gt; lvl-ing up so much&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;AND NOTE TO EVERYONE!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DON'T CUT YOUR HAIR YOURSELF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grades were ok today, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;less depressing&lt;/span&gt; than the past two days. But there goes my CAP anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;CABAL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now. Channel 14. I shall own you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Naw, that's not true.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-4431295753837690805?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/4431295753837690805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=4431295753837690805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4431295753837690805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4431295753837690805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-god.html' title='My god.'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-339306314929663091</id><published>2008-05-10T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T17:58:35.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deepest Apologies</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nothing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So I now extend my deepest  apologies to my loyal fans for being MIA for the past few days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我送你离开，千里之外，千万别回来&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;别再给我继续带来更多的心理伤害～&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This song is dedicated to my exam results! YAY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I FAILED CHEM. REALLY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Argh. There goes my CAP AND my reputation. I can't believe I'm relying on moderation now. ACKKK. B-s for don't know how many subjects. I'm DEPRESSED.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the strangest thing was my parents were relatively calm about it. SHEEPS I TELL YA, IT'S THE SHEEPS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today... My Pipa teacher was laughing about me missing practice on Wednesday. Wow. And then I saw a bunch of cosplayers outside central (that new shopping centre) by the SG river. ONE GIRL WAS DRESSED LIKE YUUKI  (from Vampire Knight)!!! Even the hair was similar but I would say she was lacking the figure. Anyyywaayyy. The costumes were SO COOL. OMG. I think I might cosplay either Nana or Yuuko this year. HAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Really. I don't get my sudden hyper-ness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, some quiz Jose asked me to do..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1)At what age do you wish to get married?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=.= I didn't imagine a future, where after work (researcher or some really cool job) I'll return to some guy. No, haven't decided.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2)Who is more important to you? Friend or boyfriend?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friend. Duh. Stupid...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3)Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4)Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pretty much, yea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5)If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I say it, it won't come true right? ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6)Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dude go learn your physics.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7)What is your goal for this year?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Refer to question 5.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8)Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I was 5, yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9)Describe your life in two words.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;J-K drama&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10)What feeling do you love most?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Really, this is a tough one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11)What are the requirements from you of your other half?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One thing I know, he ain't gonna be from SG. Refer to question 1.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12)What feeling do you hate the most?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Being lost.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13)Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pretty much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14)when is your happiest moment?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I own Vivian in nearly every subject.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15)What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Achieving.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16)Who cares for you the most?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I look into my misty crystal ball....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17)Describe the person who tagged you in 5 words.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hyper, cool, manga-freak, can-be-freaky, smart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18)What have you regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Getting that B for Chinese...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19)What will you do when you're sad?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fangirl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20)Do you think life's a straw? Yes, then hit your left ear/No, then hit your right ear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ignores question altogether.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tag 8 people and tag them on their tagboard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can't be bothered to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-339306314929663091?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/339306314929663091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=339306314929663091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/339306314929663091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/339306314929663091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/05/deepest-apologies.html' title='Deepest Apologies'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-6857462481701145134</id><published>2008-05-08T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:03:18.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ting-ting-ting-ting-ting SQUARED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;気楽に行こう - ZARD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore the title. &lt;em&gt;Something Josephine said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so screwed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;B+. For like, Chinese.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;CHINESE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(TING)^2.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B+.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is my &lt;strong&gt;personal nightmare.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bio and Math were the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;usuals.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Year 2s be damned. &lt;em&gt;We the nice ones who stayed back had to rearrange all the tables. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BE DAMNED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to West Coast after school for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt;, and of course some&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; quality play time&lt;/span&gt;. Except that everyone got tired after, what, 30mins of playing. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OLD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Didn't see any of my dear eye candy on the way home&lt;/em&gt;. Sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M SCREWEEEDDDD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-6857462481701145134?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/6857462481701145134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=6857462481701145134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/6857462481701145134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/6857462481701145134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/05/ting-ting-ting-ting-ting-squared.html' title='ting-ting-ting-ting-ting SQUARED!'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-438038708627910341</id><published>2008-05-06T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:47:41.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Difference</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Sweet Escape - Akon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. How low have I sank.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 books on cosmology and astronomy, 1 book on physics, and 1 book discussing the sixth sense.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Slaps self*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to school in the morning for the DSA beta test thing, and guess what? Ms Fong got everyone drinks. Like, Milo, juices and stuff. And she went around holding the tray offering everyone that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And yeah, Bio exam was easy. Shocking. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JEL?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See first line of post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SCAcuahPw8I/AAAAAAAAA94/FsMxJ2v-GdQ/s1600-h/389736e729e4e83cb93820a7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197185553703879618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SCAcuahPw8I/AAAAAAAAA94/FsMxJ2v-GdQ/s320/389736e729e4e83cb93820a7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-438038708627910341?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/438038708627910341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=438038708627910341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/438038708627910341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/438038708627910341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/05/difference.html' title='The Difference'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SCAcuahPw8I/AAAAAAAAA94/FsMxJ2v-GdQ/s72-c/389736e729e4e83cb93820a7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-3015435554479429537</id><published>2008-05-05T15:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:47:41.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nine in the Afternoon - Panic! at the Disco&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Swensen's ice cream is &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;gooooooood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I &lt;strong&gt;cannot&lt;/strong&gt; believe the way my mom eats her &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Grilled Fish Sambal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's like... &lt;em&gt;sandwiching all the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chilli&lt;/span&gt; inside&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*shivers* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I haven't reached that level yet, so all you people &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;rest assured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fangirling is good too :3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I be doing that now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SB61R6hPw7I/AAAAAAAAA9w/sXV4ybwaXgw/s1600-h/bd3a40178f648e114b90a7d9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196790339403236274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SB61R6hPw7I/AAAAAAAAA9w/sXV4ybwaXgw/s320/bd3a40178f648e114b90a7d9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;:3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-3015435554479429537?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/3015435554479429537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=3015435554479429537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/3015435554479429537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/3015435554479429537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/05/o0.html' title='o.0'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SB61R6hPw7I/AAAAAAAAA9w/sXV4ybwaXgw/s72-c/bd3a40178f648e114b90a7d9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-5575622679461833159</id><published>2008-05-05T09:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T09:54:17.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENDING</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;None&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how this thing got so big, but I'm ending this, cos I really don't want anyone getting hurt. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jesslin, this is an official apology. I'm sorry for calling you a bitch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I might have judged you too quickly, I'm sorry about that too. It's true I don't know you well, I only know stuff that Jess tells us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So there. I'M S-O-R-R-Y.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You had your fun on MSN. Now stop it before it gets out of hand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-5575622679461833159?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/5575622679461833159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=5575622679461833159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5575622679461833159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5575622679461833159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/05/ending.html' title='ENDING'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-6797376517857063036</id><published>2008-05-04T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T21:33:32.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lil' piece of my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;LUCY - ANNA TSUCHIYA inspi'NANA (BLACK STONES)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok the previous post got&lt;em&gt; nuthin'&lt;/em&gt; to do with this, this is for someone who's been really annoying me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Jesslin or however you spell your name:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like I said in my tag, I ain't dissing ya cos you play online games. I'm a gamer myself, ok? I just got a couple of issues with some of the stuff you do. Alright? It seems you're attituded too, so it would seem like we'll have a real showdown, won't we? Now, let me reply to your questions one by one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a) Really, do you think I was dissing you for playing online games? No. I just think you're really stupid for putting so much heart into online boyfriends. It's called virtual reality, so the love? Yea girl, make belief. Like kindergarten. And purrrlease, LEARN. If you're hurt for the first time, why do it again? It's human nature, goddamnit. Find someone who goddamned know you better, someone around you. It'll work out better, trust me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;b) I don't mind you being a friend to Jess. Just that you shouldn't have distracted her before her PSLE. I know you took her shopping and all that, told her about your 'boyfriends', your 'traumas'. She was telling me and a couple or more friends about it. You seem to know your stuff about fashion really well. But dude, she had her PSLE coming up, if you're her friend you'll care about her future, won't you? So what in the world were you doing? Anyway, that's a thing of the past. So I won't dwell on that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;c) I've known Jess since like, what, P2 (I think earlier). So dude, don't try to win me in the who knows her better game. Sure, we do fight, usually me screaming at her about stuff, I'm a lil' harsh, but it's all for her good, ain't it? She'll tell you. She knows I'm right. She knows if she follows what I say, hard it may be, it's the right thing, and least hurting thing to do. The main reason for this fight between us, is your influence on Jess I guess. She's a damn emotional person. I won't say weak, cos she ain't, she's just soft. I don't want her walking down your path of 'constant pain'. Cos she takes any romance seriously, and this kind of constant hits would kill her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;d) If you're so darned smart, girl, you won't need your gang to sort me out. Your IQ would have been enough.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That be all. I'm sorry for calling you a bitch. I was kinda in a bad mood then. But nevermind. Consider these stuff. Might be helpful. And I wasn't looking down on you. I didn't even compare you to 'BIMBO' (NUSHians show know who this is).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since Jess trusts, or at least trusted you, I'll believe you're a good person. So please, these are for you own damned good, especially the online dating one. Be true to yourself, girl, you deserve better than this. So stop giving your heart to people who don't treasure it and throw it away. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If the reason you continue dating online is cos you need to cure previous wounds, I'm telling you that ain't the way. It only opens up new wounds, and cuts deeper into the own ones. It's like... a drug addiction, you know? It's painful when you stay away, you feel good when you're on it, but after that comes the harder hit, right? So have the willpower to cut yourself off it once and for all. I trust that you can.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Learn, girl, learn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-6797376517857063036?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/6797376517857063036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=6797376517857063036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/6797376517857063036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/6797376517857063036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/05/lil-piece-of-my-mind.html' title='A lil&apos; piece of my mind'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-288315851108854570</id><published>2008-05-04T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T21:06:00.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clouded, your future is</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Write Sins Not Tragedies - Panic! at The Disco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People all have pasts that hold on to them, and futures that await them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not sure if I can face it. Really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's easy to imagine. But I don't know if I can stand it then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've only heard about it up to now. And it's already causing me so much pain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So how bad will the real thing be?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hate it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God, you can just go and die. You know that? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-288315851108854570?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/288315851108854570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=288315851108854570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/288315851108854570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/288315851108854570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/05/clouded-your-future-is.html' title='Clouded, your future is'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-1595308195515028044</id><published>2008-05-03T20:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:47:41.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things never change.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dearest - Ayumi Hamasaki&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are so great. I could &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;barely walk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yesterday and they &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;don't get me an MC for today&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Siiiigh. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some things never change&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But who cares?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I GOT NEW SHOES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SBxWs6hPw6I/AAAAAAAAA9o/fjz_f-YB_7U/s1600-h/2e592d4acb7df23108f7ef0c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196123399701644194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SBxWs6hPw6I/AAAAAAAAA9o/fjz_f-YB_7U/s320/2e592d4acb7df23108f7ef0c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-1595308195515028044?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/1595308195515028044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=1595308195515028044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1595308195515028044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1595308195515028044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/05/some-things-never-change.html' title='Some things never change.'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SBxWs6hPw6I/AAAAAAAAA9o/fjz_f-YB_7U/s72-c/2e592d4acb7df23108f7ef0c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-9181952989384643524</id><published>2008-05-02T12:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:47:41.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;fever - w-inds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear the song is &lt;em&gt;darned ironic&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Couldn't make it for the exams today, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;guess why&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woke up, walked to the kitchen, saw many&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; glittery fireflies&lt;/span&gt; around, my dad had to &lt;strong&gt;carry me back to bed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yea. Go figure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well even if I had the energy to walk into the exam hall I don't think I would have done very well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL YOU PEOPLE FLAIL WITH ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SBqeVKhPw5I/AAAAAAAAA9g/S93-PaOdsOs/s1600-h/da5ede31108680ba5fdf0e10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195639206563529618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SBqeVKhPw5I/AAAAAAAAA9g/S93-PaOdsOs/s320/da5ede31108680ba5fdf0e10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-9181952989384643524?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/9181952989384643524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=9181952989384643524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/9181952989384643524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/9181952989384643524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/05/argh.html' title='Argh'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SBqeVKhPw5I/AAAAAAAAA9g/S93-PaOdsOs/s72-c/da5ede31108680ba5fdf0e10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-554960261681843917</id><published>2008-04-30T18:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T18:29:07.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S Club 7 - Show me your colours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/hRB-V75HvRM' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/hRB-V75HvRM'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You cast your spell over me&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where to turn to anymore&lt;br /&gt;I see your face&lt;br /&gt;Every morning when I wake up&lt;br /&gt;Every night when I go to bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're here with me&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, don't know how&lt;br /&gt;I can feel you right now&lt;br /&gt;So close, so real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do, do-do, do-do&lt;br /&gt;Show me your colours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me&lt;br /&gt;Show me your colours&lt;br /&gt;Show me&lt;br /&gt;Don't break this spell I'm in&lt;br /&gt;Please don't break my heart&lt;br /&gt;Show me&lt;br /&gt;Show me your colours, baby&lt;br /&gt;Tell me who you really are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you want what I want&lt;br /&gt;Far away, but still within our reach&lt;br /&gt;Do you dare?&lt;br /&gt;Are you brave enough to show me&lt;br /&gt;What your heart really wants to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say your name to myself out loud&lt;br /&gt;Wanna have you all around&lt;br /&gt;Like a cover for the cold on the outside&lt;br /&gt;Making love in the candlelight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do, do-do, do-do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me&lt;br /&gt;Show me your colours&lt;br /&gt;Show me&lt;br /&gt;Don't break this spell I'm in&lt;br /&gt;Please don't break my heart&lt;br /&gt;Show me&lt;br /&gt;Show me your colours, baby&lt;br /&gt;Tell me who you really are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me I mean nothing&lt;br /&gt;After all you did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don't you tell me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I mean nothing&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I mean nothing to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please show me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me&lt;br /&gt;Show me your colours&lt;br /&gt;Show me&lt;br /&gt;Don't break this spell I'm in&lt;br /&gt;Please don't break my heart&lt;br /&gt;Show me&lt;br /&gt;Show me your colours, baby&lt;br /&gt;Tell me who you really are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me&lt;br /&gt;Show me your colours&lt;br /&gt;Show me&lt;br /&gt;Don't break this spell I'm in&lt;br /&gt;Please don't break my heart&lt;br /&gt;Show me&lt;br /&gt;Show me your colours, baby&lt;br /&gt;Tell me who you really are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not allowed to adore you&lt;br /&gt;The way you know I really want&lt;br /&gt;But I do&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's been a nightmare&lt;br /&gt;To pretend that it's all, alright&lt;br /&gt;It's not the easiest thing to avoid&lt;br /&gt;Damage is already done&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;With you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-554960261681843917?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/554960261681843917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=554960261681843917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/554960261681843917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/554960261681843917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/s-club-7-show-me-your-colours.html' title='S Club 7 - Show me your colours'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-2994932205173562700</id><published>2008-04-30T18:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T18:20:50.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesse McCartney - Leavin' - Official Video HQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/zR5_KkxgGqE' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/zR5_KkxgGqE'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really never expected Jesse to be like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, the dude's hot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-2994932205173562700?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/2994932205173562700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=2994932205173562700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/2994932205173562700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/2994932205173562700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/jesse-mccartney-leavin-official-video.html' title='Jesse McCartney - Leavin&amp;#39; - Official Video HQ'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-101804646492729636</id><published>2008-04-30T14:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T14:57:37.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaking sick and tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Impossible - Bayje&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the title man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still got pipa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can you stop being the first person I see every morning I step into school? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-101804646492729636?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/101804646492729636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=101804646492729636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/101804646492729636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/101804646492729636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/freaking-sick-and-tired.html' title='Freaking sick and tired'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-3081919784175942226</id><published>2008-04-29T16:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:47:42.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE CONE DAY! =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;NEVER MIND - w-inds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoken like a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;true Singaporean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I would say. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Died at second last question for Math. Sigh. &lt;em&gt;Notbotheredtolearnhowtodoitanyway&lt;/em&gt;. And for 2 of the questions, the line&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt; QC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; = 2cm. Since &lt;strong&gt;2 is bi&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt; QC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is thus &lt;strong&gt;bi&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wen Jun's disturbing&lt;/span&gt;. I swear. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Geog was ok, but not expecting good grades anyway. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was what awaited us at VivoCity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SBbrIqhPw1I/AAAAAAAAA9A/u3duC5wmd9U/s1600-h/DSC00233a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194597754303660882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SBbrIqhPw1I/AAAAAAAAA9A/u3duC5wmd9U/s320/DSC00233a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The cow is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;obscene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I say, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;obscene&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SBbrI6hPw2I/AAAAAAAAA9I/AXWOS_SeUt8/s1600-h/DSC00234a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194597758598628194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SBbrI6hPw2I/AAAAAAAAA9I/AXWOS_SeUt8/s320/DSC00234a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Purchased a huge lollipop at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Candy Empire&lt;/span&gt;, in which Su Hang gladly took to be her &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. This picture is completely &lt;em&gt;non-suggestive&lt;/em&gt;. Ha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SBbrLKhPw4I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/g4QljEBymBE/s1600-h/DSC00236a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194597797253333890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SBbrLKhPw4I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/g4QljEBymBE/s320/DSC00236a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I be &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=IGRmTBcjd_s"&gt;fangirling&lt;/a&gt;. Excuse me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-3081919784175942226?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/3081919784175942226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=3081919784175942226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/3081919784175942226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/3081919784175942226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/free-cone-day-d.html' title='FREE CONE DAY! =D'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SBbrIqhPw1I/AAAAAAAAA9A/u3duC5wmd9U/s72-c/DSC00233a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-4399027258618612124</id><published>2008-04-28T19:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:05:09.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Historical Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everybody Wants Ya - S Club&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As everyone experienced &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Panic! at the Exam Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on this extremely &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Blue Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, nobody wanted to be a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chinese Idiot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and thus started&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Mugging to Midnight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok. Random crap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chinese compo was &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a piece of cake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, like hello it's &lt;strong&gt;(ting)^2&lt;/strong&gt;. Had a fun time insulting &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Uly&lt;/span&gt; after &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHINESE EXAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (HA!). Ego booster I say. And the &lt;strong&gt;Historical Event&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DIED FOR A CHINESE EXAM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Paper 2? OMG. I think I'll get like, 70/90 or something. ARGH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lunch was &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;. Sent &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Wen Jun&lt;/span&gt; after a couple of people. Including QC. In the end we found out &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wen Jun already kissed him before&lt;/span&gt;. QC denies it, but who knows? &lt;strong&gt;I'm waiting for the shock to pass so I can die laughing.&lt;/strong&gt; Send Wen Jun after '&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Uly&lt;/span&gt;', and in the end... realised it was some &lt;em&gt;other random dude in Uly's jacket&lt;/em&gt;. And so began the title of a new book, "&lt;strong&gt;Wen Jun and Uly's Black Jacket&lt;/strong&gt;", by B.J. Bowling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I told you it was a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;historical day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Physics? Screwed. Like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt; I don't get why we still have a exam for Physics when it &lt;em&gt;kills like half the population in school&lt;/em&gt;. Sigh. Mugged after school, and went home, only to mug more. Speaking of which, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I should mug now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My iPod is still shiny. S Club still rocks. I got A- in English (I am amazed, I swear). Geog is still killing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and w-inds. new song "One Love" was on the radio last night. And since it was the last song in the radio show, I got &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;too damn excited to sleep&lt;/span&gt;. Sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No pic today, chumps, my geog file is calling me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-4399027258618612124?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/4399027258618612124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=4399027258618612124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4399027258618612124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4399027258618612124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/historical-day.html' title='A Historical Day'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-9067972729698958295</id><published>2008-04-26T20:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:47:42.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHINEEE----NEEEEE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;SOMEHOW - w-inds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't hate me for eternity because of this guys....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHINY!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SBMk7ahPw0I/AAAAAAAAA84/yosvLpKg_cQ/s1600-h/DSC00232+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193535398437962562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SBMk7ahPw0I/AAAAAAAAA84/yosvLpKg_cQ/s320/DSC00232+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-9067972729698958295?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/9067972729698958295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=9067972729698958295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/9067972729698958295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/9067972729698958295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/shineee-neeeee.html' title='SHINEEE----NEEEEE!!!!'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SBMk7ahPw0I/AAAAAAAAA84/yosvLpKg_cQ/s72-c/DSC00232+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-7968518331556112758</id><published>2008-04-25T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T15:27:16.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mary Jane Shoes - Fergie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This must be the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;most screwed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day of my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bloody son of a bitch jackass.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I swear, ever since I came to NUSH my life turned into a drama series. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-7968518331556112758?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/7968518331556112758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=7968518331556112758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/7968518331556112758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/7968518331556112758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/wtf.html' title='WTF?'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-7538986455172958087</id><published>2008-04-24T17:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:47:42.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MugFest returns</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Voyage - Ayumi Hamasaki&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe I studied for that long @.@&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I told my mom I was in school. All hail me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hate Bio.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMG. I think I'm brain dead already.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And never thought I'll meet you there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SBBRvqhPwzI/AAAAAAAAA8w/KNxVvyGfmPs/s1600-h/44158b39d7d70ee13b87ced4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192740249667617586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SBBRvqhPwzI/AAAAAAAAA8w/KNxVvyGfmPs/s320/44158b39d7d70ee13b87ced4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-7538986455172958087?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/7538986455172958087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=7538986455172958087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/7538986455172958087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/7538986455172958087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/mugfest-returns.html' title='MugFest returns'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SBBRvqhPwzI/AAAAAAAAA8w/KNxVvyGfmPs/s72-c/44158b39d7d70ee13b87ced4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-5367579201482923422</id><published>2008-04-23T18:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:47:43.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FLAIL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;夏祭り - w-inds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg I'm gonna get the update of speech day &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quickly over with&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cos I wanna &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;FLAIL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Generally uneventful, I guess. QC AND YS PLEASE GET &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BLACK SHIRTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Yea. AND QC YOU ARE DARN COLOUR BLIND OK. Balloons were put up, only to realise they blocked the projection, and so they were relocated to the concourse. The &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;NCC dudes&lt;/span&gt; looked quite cool in their full uniform, but I think it was a teeny bit&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; extra&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went out for lunch again, haha, at sumo house. Joanne tagged along, and god is she deprived, it was her&lt;em&gt; first time eating jap food&lt;/em&gt;. LOL. Performance was ok, I guess, and you know what's the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;part?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Book Prize people get $50 book voucher, Principal's List get a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Letter of Recognition&lt;/span&gt;. So fair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After performace my dad came up to take photos, and the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;whole CO &lt;/span&gt;is gonna appear in my&lt;strong&gt; home videos&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHAHA. Packed up, and wanted to go to Vivo for dinner, but since &lt;strong&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;SOMEONE ELSE&lt;/strong&gt; are &lt;em&gt;so attached to the guys&lt;/em&gt;, once we realised the guys &lt;em&gt;might not be going&lt;/em&gt;, they decided to&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; stay and wait&lt;/span&gt;. 这年头大家怎么都成了&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;见色忘友&lt;/span&gt;的死猪啦＝＝&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Came home, and now shall do some really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stuff.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIKE FLAILING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; *Flails*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;アメあと just brightened my day, TEEHEE. LOL. It's a darn nice song ok! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*fangirls*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; OMG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Keita&lt;/span&gt; with a slight little stubble is &lt;em&gt;oh-so-KAKOI&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I say yes~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SA8XlahPwyI/AAAAAAAAA8o/r1SQ5E6F6mU/s1600-h/7ef5d94414e19c5e510ffe97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192394826922836770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SA8XlahPwyI/AAAAAAAAA8o/r1SQ5E6F6mU/s320/7ef5d94414e19c5e510ffe97.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-5367579201482923422?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/5367579201482923422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=5367579201482923422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5367579201482923422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5367579201482923422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/flail.html' title='FLAIL!'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SA8XlahPwyI/AAAAAAAAA8o/r1SQ5E6F6mU/s72-c/7ef5d94414e19c5e510ffe97.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-1347917958627141566</id><published>2008-04-22T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:47:43.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPECTRUM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;nada&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the school &lt;em&gt;finally did it&lt;/em&gt;. The &lt;strong&gt;weirdest &lt;/strong&gt;themes ever. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe it has got to do with the chem module now, but I shall not take it that I am biased. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rehearsals was generally fun. Well, I'll update you guys on whatever happened &lt;strong&gt;THAT MY DEAR &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;UNICELLULAR&lt;/span&gt; BRAIN&lt;/strong&gt; (due to excessive &lt;em&gt;mugging&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;fangirling&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;strong&gt;CAN REMEMBER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;English lesson was entertaining. Especially with Hao Jing's essay. Hansel + Gretel + Old lady who turned out to be a wolf, who turned out to be &lt;strong&gt;Osama&lt;/strong&gt;, who turned out to be &lt;strong&gt;George Bush&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;YS's 随笔. The timeline and storyline is so screwed it's cool.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;And rehearsal was just the&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; same old crap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the few of us CO people come up with. Dinner SUCKED. Anyway, after the rehearsal, a few of us had to go up to the CO room to get our stuff, and we realised the &lt;em&gt;lights of the corridor&lt;/em&gt; were &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;coincidentally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; switched off, thus I switched into my &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ghost&lt;/span&gt; mode............................................. and &lt;strong&gt;scared the crap out of&lt;/strong&gt; Angela and Candice. Once we went down to the GO to wait for our parents etc etc, QC came round the corner, saw me,&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; jumped about a foot in the air&lt;/span&gt; and turned around and walked away...... and came back a while later. Darryl was giving me tips of improving the act. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PE. ZUN DIAN ACTUALLY CAUGHT THE BALL LIKE ZOMGWTF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Physics. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rehearsal was again, fun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FINISHED MY MATH NOTES!!! (Though coordinates geom still sucks).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did not bother with the school dinner, thus the few of us went to sumo house for dinner. Saw 2 rats in the drain and Su Chang thought I was joking till she saw it, and screamed. Greg sprayed QC's back with a nike waterbottle, and QC screamed "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SCREW YOU!&lt;/span&gt;" and asked "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM!!!???&lt;/span&gt;" and Greg wittily answered with "Mi, So, La~"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then after a while QC exclaimed &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;'WALAO MY BUTT IS WET LEH.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The guys decided to abadon us after the 1st crossing, and so we decided to dao them. But since Vivian and I realised teasing our&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; long-term-CO-couple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was more fun, so we dropped the dao act and became&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; paprazzi&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Performance tomorrow, and you shall see the revival of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;CO MAFIA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Giggle&lt;/span&gt;. LOL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH YA. w-inds. new single &lt;strong&gt;アメアと&lt;/strong&gt; is out &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUPPORT~~~~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TEEHEE. *flails*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SA32T6hPwxI/AAAAAAAAA8g/F9E4KZzRmko/s1600-h/4bc77f3f086273fe55e72321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192076767414698770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SA32T6hPwxI/AAAAAAAAA8g/F9E4KZzRmko/s320/4bc77f3f086273fe55e72321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-1347917958627141566?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/1347917958627141566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=1347917958627141566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1347917958627141566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1347917958627141566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/spectrum.html' title='SPECTRUM!'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SA32T6hPwxI/AAAAAAAAA8g/F9E4KZzRmko/s72-c/4bc77f3f086273fe55e72321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-610402818702078477</id><published>2008-04-20T14:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T14:16:52.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(who cares, who knows)</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;ジレンマ - w-inds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MAY THE GUY WHO INVENTED COORDINATES GEOM &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BURN IN HELL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'M SERIOUS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAY HE BURN IN HELL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-610402818702078477?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/610402818702078477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=610402818702078477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/610402818702078477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/610402818702078477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/who-cares-who-knows.html' title='(who cares, who knows)'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-5606155103572664724</id><published>2008-04-19T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T19:02:14.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caramel ahoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;nada&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caramel is the greatest invention on Earth!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Anadkin Skywaler, despite being evil in the end, is hot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-5606155103572664724?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/5606155103572664724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=5606155103572664724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5606155103572664724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5606155103572664724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/caramel-ahoy.html' title='Caramel ahoy'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-2702435311256669319</id><published>2008-04-18T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:47:43.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates~</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;All That I Got - Fergie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, after some &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mindless ranting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, (ting)^2 is back to update her &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;loyal fans&lt;/span&gt; on her daily life!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wednesday, well actually &lt;em&gt;nothing significant happened&lt;/em&gt;, to say the truth. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH YES&lt;/span&gt;. Vivian, Su, Joanne and YS met&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Liu laoshi&lt;/span&gt; on our way to the MRT. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Annnnnndddd I'm sorry about her knowing about you two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thursday? Hmm more &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;stupid jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; being cracked, more &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;mindless humour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, more &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FOCLing&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yan &lt;/span&gt;Sheng is now &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Sheng, due to a &lt;em&gt;written error&lt;/em&gt; by me. Well I &lt;strong&gt;AM&lt;/strong&gt; training to become a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;doctor&lt;/span&gt;, so might as well practice&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; doctor's handwriting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. CO prac was quite stupid, whatever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ridiculous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;English Presentation was ok, I guess. Anyway, spent the supposed &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'mugging time'&lt;/span&gt; watching &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/profile_videos?user=nigahiga&amp;amp;p=r"&gt;nigahiga&lt;/a&gt; lipsync'ing. Fine, he's slightly &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gay&lt;/span&gt;, but doesn't make him&lt;em&gt; any less cute&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You put three jap guys together somewhere off in Hawaii and this is what they do.&lt;/span&gt; Sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CO Prac was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;. LOL. Greg &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;finally &lt;/span&gt;removed his shirt from the room, and he &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; realised where his SC badge went. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally&lt;/span&gt; pushed the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;solo&lt;/span&gt; part in 昭君怨 to &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Desmond&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BWAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's stick him in a dress X)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Break time was funny, Su Chang, He Na and I were &lt;em&gt;shooting song requests&lt;/em&gt; at Greg, stuff like &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;theme song of Chibi-naru Chan, Doraemon&lt;/span&gt;, etc etc. QC, being the &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;gay&lt;/span&gt; guy he is, went off to play some weirdo game on his laptop. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And got beaten in soccer by me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; *Waves*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry 'bout the rants, dudes et dudettes, I promise not to rant &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(as often)&lt;/span&gt; anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SAh8gkehvuI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/jquKclvd3LU/s1600-h/z17912762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190535469533871842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SAh8gkehvuI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/jquKclvd3LU/s320/z17912762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-2702435311256669319?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/2702435311256669319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=2702435311256669319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/2702435311256669319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/2702435311256669319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/updates.html' title='Updates~'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SAh8gkehvuI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/jquKclvd3LU/s72-c/z17912762.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-5390106612880426224</id><published>2008-04-17T18:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T21:25:19.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;decision - Ayumi Hamasaki&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I really lack willpower.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I promised myself I won't cry over small things anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No, I didn't, but I was close to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This ain't something hard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I can't seem to cope.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And some people around me aren't helping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stop asking. I'm not ok.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I don't want to talk about it either. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To quote a song I heard in 'Treasure Planet'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cos I don't think that they'd understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yea. You don't understand. I don't seem to either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry Cinderella, no one's coming to save you tonight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-5390106612880426224?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/5390106612880426224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=5390106612880426224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5390106612880426224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5390106612880426224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-4527663525822975829</id><published>2008-04-15T20:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:47:43.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No-lifer, NAW</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Funky Town - Namie Amuro&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cannot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; be bothered to study. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At all&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think its the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;post-MugFest syndrome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I STILL GOT EXAMS DAMMNIIITTTT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SASd_0ehvtI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/_0lb0RAeXjc/s1600-h/vmtzj0o5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189446390381657810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SASd_0ehvtI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/_0lb0RAeXjc/s320/vmtzj0o5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-4527663525822975829?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/4527663525822975829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=4527663525822975829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4527663525822975829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4527663525822975829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-lifer-naw.html' title='No-lifer, NAW'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SASd_0ehvtI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/_0lb0RAeXjc/s72-c/vmtzj0o5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-8637188757897716747</id><published>2008-04-14T19:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:47:44.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbows and lollipops</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;影法师 - w-inds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time since I saw a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; anyway, but saw one in school today! &lt;em&gt;Really really pretty&lt;/em&gt;, and it &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;cheered me up&lt;/span&gt; quite a bit. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope it did for you too, Trishie =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SANECUehvrI/AAAAAAAAA8A/y2wPJWSKzf8/s1600-h/DSC00192+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189066002308120242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SANECUehvrI/AAAAAAAAA8A/y2wPJWSKzf8/s320/DSC00192+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's quite faint, but you should be able to see it. Spent the whole time after school watching &lt;strong&gt;spongebob&lt;/strong&gt;. SO WHAT, IT'S EDUCATIONAL!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some other random stuff that happened today, like the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;amazing levitating chair of 201&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. You know I realised our classroom is fast becoming a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;tourist attraction&lt;/span&gt;. Betty came over just to check this thing out. Well it was there to &lt;strong&gt;keep the screen down.&lt;/strong&gt; No thanks to&lt;strong&gt; SOMEONE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SANECkehvsI/AAAAAAAAA8I/0SIrTyY7kGY/s1600-h/DSC00190+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189066006603087554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SANECkehvsI/AAAAAAAAA8I/0SIrTyY7kGY/s320/DSC00190+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chinese class? One of my &lt;em&gt;crappiest essays still got top in class&lt;/em&gt;. WTF man. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wu Laoshi ahhhh, please lahhh&lt;/span&gt;. English class was &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;quite fun&lt;/span&gt;, listening to the presentations and ended with a debate. &lt;em&gt;Shan't comment on the topic, cos it's gonna get me into really &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;serious&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;trouble&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What else? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NAWWWWWWWWWWw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry 'bout the ranting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-8637188757897716747?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/8637188757897716747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=8637188757897716747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/8637188757897716747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/8637188757897716747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/rainbows-and-lollipops.html' title='Rainbows and lollipops'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SANECUehvrI/AAAAAAAAA8A/y2wPJWSKzf8/s72-c/DSC00192+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-5594267437049346497</id><published>2008-04-13T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T21:54:45.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satan VS Cupid</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Top of the world -  w-inds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song title &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hardly&lt;/span&gt; reflects how I'm feeling now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you think &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Satan's&lt;/span&gt; works are bad, trust me, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Cupid's&lt;/span&gt; worse. One &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;wrong arrow shot&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;em&gt;pain is far worse than anything Satan can do&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Stop saying those suggestive things.&lt;/span&gt; It ain't helping me and it ain't making any sense.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I'm really &lt;em&gt;not just a friend&lt;/em&gt; to you then tell me like a man would. &lt;em&gt;I don't want to see it on a handphone screen, I don't want to see it on a MSN convo either.&lt;/em&gt; I want to &lt;strong&gt;HEAR&lt;/strong&gt; it from you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Call it an &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;override of a few girls' imaginations&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; but whatever you've been saying&lt;em&gt; isn't helping me in any way. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you actually had the guts to tell me, it'll rank you above others&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cos&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; guys with guts&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lacking in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why should we girls be the ones to take the step?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why should we girls be the ones to suffer guys' ignorance and cowardice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you don't even have the courage to face a girl than you're &lt;strong&gt;not a man&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I'm not interested in those kind of people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-5594267437049346497?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/5594267437049346497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=5594267437049346497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5594267437049346497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5594267437049346497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/satan-vs-cupid.html' title='Satan VS Cupid'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-4605429190943281079</id><published>2008-04-12T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:47:44.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complexity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bokura no Love Story - WaT&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You guys say a girl is hard to understand right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We're so complex I don't even understand myself now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not lying to myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SABtiavy8DI/AAAAAAAAA74/kdbnrfZdg5U/s1600-h/5af26a9b847e53a7c8eaf47a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188267208793583666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SABtiavy8DI/AAAAAAAAA74/kdbnrfZdg5U/s320/5af26a9b847e53a7c8eaf47a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-4605429190943281079?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/4605429190943281079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=4605429190943281079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4605429190943281079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/4605429190943281079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/complexity.html' title='Complexity.'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SABtiavy8DI/AAAAAAAAA74/kdbnrfZdg5U/s72-c/5af26a9b847e53a7c8eaf47a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-5069145623287981985</id><published>2008-04-11T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:47:44.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uber gayness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;rose - ANNA inspi'NANA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;uber gayness part II&lt;/span&gt;. For part I please seach it on youtube.&lt;/p&gt;Shall elaborate on the &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;gay &lt;/span&gt;part later. English went to the comp lab to do the project, and Amanda and I ended up doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/R_9sF6vy7_I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/f2bnXxafROE/s1600-h/DSC00190a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187984144678973426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/R_9sF6vy7_I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/f2bnXxafROE/s320/DSC00190a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/R_9sGKvy8AI/AAAAAAAAA7g/YH5eS__vlDI/s1600-h/DSC00188a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187984148973940738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/R_9sGKvy8AI/AAAAAAAAA7g/YH5eS__vlDI/s320/DSC00188a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kinda obvious which is whose...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok. Now the &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;gay&lt;/span&gt; part.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First. &lt;em&gt;Ian&lt;/em&gt; chasing &lt;em&gt;Russell&lt;/em&gt; around, shouting &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'friend friend'&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disturbing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;During CO break, QC taught me a dance move. One that he claims &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;'would make all the guys drool&lt;/span&gt;' and guess what. &lt;strong&gt;He was the one who demostrated it&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disturbing yet again&lt;/span&gt;. Suddenly thinking the stuff we&lt;em&gt; sprayed all over Uly last year&lt;/em&gt;. Especially the words at the back. And I think the mist left a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;permenant &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;effect.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some other fun stuff during CO break...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Find Nemo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/R_9sGavy8BI/AAAAAAAAA7o/xj41tDb8cXM/s1600-h/DSC00192a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187984153268908050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/R_9sGavy8BI/AAAAAAAAA7o/xj41tDb8cXM/s320/DSC00192a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The fake Nemo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/R_9sGqvy8CI/AAAAAAAAA7w/7gScnpOEHEQ/s1600-h/DSC00194a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187984157563875362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/R_9sGqvy8CI/AAAAAAAAA7w/7gScnpOEHEQ/s320/DSC00194a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since Liu Laoshi bought a&lt;em&gt; da luo,&lt;/em&gt; everyone was going around trying their hands on it. And today we concluded that the &lt;em&gt;reason why the percussionists in CO are all girls&lt;/em&gt; is cos the &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guys are not man enough&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. *downright insult*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Harhar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THANKS TO DESMOND FOR THE PIPA NAILS~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That be all for today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-5069145623287981985?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/5069145623287981985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=5069145623287981985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5069145623287981985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/5069145623287981985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/uber-gayness.html' title='Uber gayness.'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/R_9sF6vy7_I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/f2bnXxafROE/s72-c/DSC00190a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-2300615722092936360</id><published>2008-04-10T16:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:47:44.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FISHHHHH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love Is Message - w-inds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;language bar&lt;/span&gt; just somehow went &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Yea. Sigh. Anyway. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just finished most of my Chinese homework. Seriously &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;overworked&lt;/span&gt; these couple of days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;May FPS be damned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, now that I am at home, and since I feel like&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; slacking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;big time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, I shall give a more detailed recount of the past 2 days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday's tests. Math was ok, but I screwed Physics. &lt;strong&gt;GREG STOP ASKING ME TO IMAGINE MYSELF AS AN ELECTRON ALREADY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Assembly was just weird. Conclusion: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tiong Hian is gay&lt;/span&gt;. Come ask me personally why. It's hard to explain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FPS? Well, the teachers threw my group the competition and we chionged it, and Su who wasn't even in the group at first came up with like, what, 5 ideas? I HEART YOU SU~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And guess what. I have rehearsals &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everyday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; leading up to speech day, and after speech day is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;exams&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;already. If CO members skip the rehearsals somemore, the entire performance is going to be screwed. Wow. And better, if the performance is screwed, &lt;em&gt;no one blames the teachers who planned Speech Day&lt;/em&gt;. Who do they blame?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"OI! EXCO! Why can't you make sure everyone comes?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"OI EXCO! Why didn't you organise properly?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FUCK.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/R_3orqvy7-I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/uEzFi8XLIp8/s1600-h/75ce763802d6de34b9998fd9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-2300615722092936360?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/2300615722092936360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=2300615722092936360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/2300615722092936360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/2300615722092936360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/fishhhhh.html' title='FISHHHHH.'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-1258441938718916057</id><published>2008-04-09T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T20:51:09.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FISH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;do I even have the time????&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They throw the competition at us this afternoon and expects it by tomorrow 11.30am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GO TO HELL MAN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ARGH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-1258441938718916057?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/1258441938718916057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=1258441938718916057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1258441938718916057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1258441938718916057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/fish.html' title='FISH.'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-1494220356685080199</id><published>2008-04-07T18:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T06:47:45.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YS's amazing shoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;青花瓷－周杰伦&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;姓&lt;/span&gt;周&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;名&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;杰伦&lt;/span&gt;、字&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;JAY CHOU&lt;/span&gt;、&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;号&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;周董&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mom came up with the Zhou-Dong one. HAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL. Sorry. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Slightly hyper&lt;/span&gt;. No idea why though. Oh wait, maybe &lt;em&gt;cos of this...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/R_n_04gZvII/AAAAAAAAA7A/pszdqs3-8lE/s1600-h/DSC00184+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186457729880407170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/R_n_04gZvII/AAAAAAAAA7A/pszdqs3-8lE/s320/DSC00184+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea dudes and dudettes, that is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;one of the soles of YS's new shoes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The other was lost sometime earlier today. Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt;. Eventful, I would say. Chinese test was &lt;em&gt;a piece of cake&lt;/em&gt;, after I finished I sat there for over half and hour reading manga. Harharhar. Recess was &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kinda screwed&lt;/span&gt;, I mean we were there watching &lt;em&gt;nigahiga&lt;/em&gt; do the &lt;em&gt;cameltoe&lt;/em&gt; and some weird guy &lt;strong&gt;blend&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;glow-sticks&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;iPhone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Yes people, you heard me right. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A FREAKING iPHONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have A.D.D., well, I think generally my English group members might have ADD. I mean, how did discussions about &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;'To Kill a Mockingbird'&lt;/span&gt; (which I have yet to read) go to something about the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Bible&lt;/span&gt;? Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;disturbing&lt;/span&gt;. Well, to all Year 2 students, you know that pasage 'Sons and Lovers', right? Well, listen to YS's version. Bound to let you realise &lt;em&gt;'the purity of childhood'&lt;/em&gt;. LOL. Math lesson was &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;kinda&lt;/span&gt; wrong, really, we were graphing in the comp lab, and let's just say whatever Soh Jie was constructing was definitely supposed to be rated &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M18&lt;/span&gt;. Extra Physics class, nevermind that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit was &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HILARIOUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Zun Dian is gay, I tell ya, gay!&lt;/span&gt; And I thought Nicky's group was gonna do something gay again, but really, their's was totally &lt;strong&gt;hilarious&lt;/strong&gt;. With &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dong Xing in suspenders&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Nicky as the crybaby funeral parlour man&lt;/span&gt;. XD-ness guaranteed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after school the gang delivered &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a late AFD joke to Vivian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, who, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;coincidentally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, was taking the same bus home as QC alone, whom, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;coincidentally&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, fell asleep on the bus. Which, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;coincidentally&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, matches our amazing cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few quotes from the joking session:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Joanne:"我辛辛苦苦养了你这么多年，女儿啊！你怎么可以这样？？？"&lt;br /&gt;YS:"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;做事要有分寸，做人要有分寸。&lt;/span&gt;" (Translate the 做人 part directly into English if you don't get it.)&lt;br /&gt;Me:"Vivian ahhhh. How could you, man???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;She says she's gonna&lt;strong&gt; dao&lt;/strong&gt; us, but I'm like &lt;em&gt;talking to her online now&lt;/em&gt;. XD OOO yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another matter, I'm &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;free again&lt;/span&gt; dude. &lt;em&gt;Cos it ain't going anywhere liking you, cos it ain't doing me any good, cos it ain't making my life any easier, I'm &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; over.&lt;/em&gt; Dont' take me as &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shallow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, those kind of "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;三分钟热度&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" kind. It was &lt;em&gt;temporary&lt;/em&gt;, but hey, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;doesn't mean I wasn't serious&lt;/span&gt;. And plus, I got &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;much more important stuff in my life than you&lt;/span&gt;. So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Oh, And that's why&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes, I'm over it&lt;br /&gt;Your smile, I'm over it&lt;br /&gt;Realized I'm over it&lt;br /&gt;I'm over it&lt;br /&gt;I'm over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting you&lt;br /&gt;To be wanting me&lt;br /&gt;No that ain't no way to be&lt;br /&gt;How I feel&lt;br /&gt;Read my lips&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm so over&lt;br /&gt;I'm so&lt;br /&gt;Moving on&lt;br /&gt;And it's my time&lt;br /&gt;You never were a friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;Hurt at first a little bit&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm so over&lt;br /&gt;I'm so over it&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--Katherine McPhee "Over it"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The 'never were a friend' does not apply, but this part does. Yea, I'm gone. Too bad fer you.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/R_n_1YgZvJI/AAAAAAAAA7I/CjmQxlQoL60/s1600-h/48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186457738470341778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/R_n_1YgZvJI/AAAAAAAAA7I/CjmQxlQoL60/s320/48.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-1494220356685080199?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/1494220356685080199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=1494220356685080199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1494220356685080199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/1494220356685080199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/yss-amazing-shoe.html' title='YS&apos;s amazing shoe'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/R_n_04gZvII/AAAAAAAAA7A/pszdqs3-8lE/s72-c/DSC00184+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-668377010917639063</id><published>2008-04-06T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T21:33:32.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1000 ways to get kicked out of Wal-Mart</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marionette - Ayumi Hamasaki&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys check &lt;a href="http://thependragonadventure.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=65888&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;postdays=0&amp;amp;postorder=asc&amp;amp;highlight=&amp;amp;sid=b758df8436a9afd62d2b68cee2c9b0db"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Died LMAOing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-668377010917639063?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/668377010917639063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=668377010917639063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/668377010917639063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/668377010917639063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/1000-ways-to-get-kicked-out-of-wal-mart.html' title='1000 ways to get kicked out of Wal-Mart'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5430848060933107754.post-6664557959504676477</id><published>2008-04-06T14:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T14:44:12.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the many weird thigs I do</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;none&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering all the stuff due next week you would've thought I am &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;chionging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well I'm actually watching &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5430848060933107754-6664557959504676477?l=armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/feeds/6664557959504676477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5430848060933107754&amp;postID=6664557959504676477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/6664557959504676477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5430848060933107754/posts/default/6664557959504676477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armedtinkerbell.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-of-many-weird-thigs-i-do.html' title='One of the many weird thigs I do'/><author><name>(ting)^2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17566990576833832321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HuZorXyFQMI/SZlftNBkm8I/AAAAAAAAB74/ul7z7v_3UK4/S220/y1pCOc8lJoQE4AH9qt_ZcSyiTMTggNqJUDWhLFojgQKivrWWX2qcZNKBGvaOAI0Gn4F.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
