<?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-2801234467377639756</id><updated>2011-07-29T13:52:09.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>190</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-8098699377179831982</id><published>2009-08-09T10:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T10:48:25.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#183</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy now. my fever is officially gone, and uh, my temperature's around 36 degrees. being sick definitely sucks like hell. geez. when my mama called from malaysia, she kinda freaked out when i told her my temperature was like 38.2. omg, i so love watching horror films! we were watching horror films yesterday, and my sister being a chicken, totally screamed like a banshee throughout the films! my favourite one was some thai one, &lt;i&gt;i can't read thai, so i have no idea what the title was&lt;/i&gt;, and yeah, it was awesome! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;i was just bloghopping for fun, and yeah, i came across something that really made me sad, and yeah, thoughtful? promises tend to be broken so easily, so carelessly. friendships sink after some time, whether you like it or not. people change, till you don't recognise them. and yes, backstabbing occurs like it's no one's business at all. isn't trust supposed to be transparent?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-8098699377179831982?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/8098699377179831982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=8098699377179831982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/8098699377179831982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/8098699377179831982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/08/183.html' title='#183'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-1354839810861164880</id><published>2009-08-05T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:49:57.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#182</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT: bold 17px arial; TEXT-TRANSFORM: uppercase; LETTER-SPACING: -1px"&gt;F-M-O!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;chem test killed.&lt;/b&gt; geez. i'm perfectly aware of the fact that my brain intelligence capacity is basically a zero, but mrs tay just had to set that effing difficult paper. you'd have thought she'd be a darling and give us something 100 times easier, but no, she just had to set those questions. damn. i can totally visualise that big hairy f on my progress report already. &lt;i&gt;i should prepare my mom for the heart attack though.&lt;/i&gt; oh wait, i think she's prepared already. sheesh. &lt;span style="FONT: bold 17px arial; TEXT-TRANSFORM: uppercase; LETTER-SPACING: -1px"&gt;MRS TAY IS A MEANIE!&lt;/span&gt; &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;i can't do the freaking physics practical worksheet. y'know, i'm pretty much mentally challenged to understand what's written on the worksheet, and yeah, i can't figure out if i should draw a curve or a straight line for my graph. damn. there's physics tmrw, somemore. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CCA ROCKED TODAY!&lt;/b&gt; we finally played decently an ensemble piece today! la cumparsita totally rocked can! even though it would have sounded better if it was played faster, but still, i was so happy to be able to play an ensemble piece! i feel damn sian playing songs from the pink book every lesson for cca lor. haiz. today's was an exception though, since mr shi told us to combine with emelyn, claire and sarah. wa they damn pro can! i feel noob playing with them lor. haha. when i tried playing Gm chord, no sound came out la. &lt;i&gt;haiz, must go practice la.&lt;/i&gt; hmm... wa, then almost all the sec threes present combined together and played the philippine folk song, and yeah, it was damn awesome! haha! i wanna do combine next time! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-1354839810861164880?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/1354839810861164880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=1354839810861164880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/1354839810861164880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/1354839810861164880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/08/182.html' title='#182'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-1855536790996898592</id><published>2009-08-03T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T23:13:14.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#181</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;and she was counting down the days till their next meeting;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I HATE SIMILAR TRIANGLES AND CONGRUENCY MAN!&lt;/b&gt; i can't see the diagrams, and drawing them out doesn't necessarily make me see them in a new light or something! they all look like nonsensical shapes to me! geez. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;sigh. on the other hand, i actually understand the trigo graph. they look damn cute to me! all the continuous curves, just like some river meandering continuously down the horizontal axis. lols. well, ms k wasn't pms-ing today, thankfully. i doubt i'll be able to stand her bouts of pms, seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: bold 17px arial; TEXT-TRANSFORM: uppercase; LETTER-SPACING: -1px"&gt;OMFG. LATENT HEAT THINGY AND SPECIFIC HEAT CAPACITY THINGY SHITZXZX JUST EFFINGLY SCARES THE CRAP OUTTA ME.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;like seriously.&lt;/i&gt; i don't even get what mrs t's talking about, and it doesn't help that she loves to smile at me. what am i supposed to do? give her a reassuring smile, which basically screams, &lt;i&gt;yeah, yeah, i understand perfectly, 100%, what you just crapped about?&lt;/i&gt; damn. attempting to finish the structured questions was quite a challenge for me, for yeah, i had to decipher what the questions were asking about, and try to see the connection and which formula to use. &gt;:( &lt;br /&gt;geez. i think i've gotten finger cramps from all that stretching for the freight train piece that we had to play today. i don't see how you can put your third finger on the six string, and put your pinkie on the first string vertically down. and yeah, &lt;span style="FONT: bold 17px arial; TEXT-TRANSFORM: uppercase; LETTER-SPACING: -1px"&gt;I'M KEEPING MY FINGERS CROSSED THAT WE COULD PLAY MALAGUENAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ham, i owe you a bubbletea now!&lt;/i&gt; :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-1855536790996898592?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/1855536790996898592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=1855536790996898592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/1855536790996898592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/1855536790996898592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/08/181.html' title='#181'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-4478203378802930332</id><published>2009-08-02T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T17:49:49.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#180</title><content type='html'>geez. blogger seriously is &lt;u&gt;screwed&lt;/u&gt;. i'm typing in the stupid white preview box again.&lt;br /&gt;monday's coming too fast, and yeah, it's gonna be another hectic week for us all again. if i'm not wrong, there's like 3 tests again next week. &lt;strong&gt;english compo, geog and chem&lt;/strong&gt; geog revision was kinda sucky, cause she repeated tropical rainforest for the hundredth time and yeah, it's really annoying me. &lt;i&gt;i don't even think she's gna collect our geog notebooks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. &lt;i&gt;i feel sick.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-4478203378802930332?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/4478203378802930332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=4478203378802930332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/4478203378802930332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/4478203378802930332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/08/180.html' title='#180'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-7137838350463606543</id><published>2009-08-01T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T20:34:58.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#179</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;jack shot jill&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: bold 17px arial; TEXT-TRANSFORM: uppercase; LETTER-SPACING: -1px"&gt;I FIXED MY CPU ALRZXZX!&lt;/span&gt; no more freaking software conflict! XD &lt;br /&gt;gee. fixing a computer is tough. i forgot the positions of the ide cables and yeah, almost spoilt the whole system. hmm... got a new hard drive, mine was effing screwed, and new speakers from sim lim sq this afternoon, and yeah, i've been working on the computer ever since. &lt;i&gt;thank god for my backup discs&lt;/i&gt;, if not, i'd probably need to get a new os. managed to download most of the programs lost during the reformatting, so there's no much harm done. phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;barney! don't you ever dare to sink into your depressed state tmrw! i won't allow that! no emoing! stay happy and cheerful so you'd infect others with your happiness! there's far too many depressed people in the world, so don't increase the rate!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm... school was fun yesterday! lessons on fri are usually damn slack, which is damn cool! hmm... chem practical was fun, and yeah, the whole crystal thing was cool. i wanna keep my crystals! e. math was okayy, we were doing congruency and similar triangles and yeah, and thankfully, i wasn't really that tired, so i didn't fall asleep. &lt;br /&gt;ss was awesome, though! ms seet and her gigantic ladybug or something! haha. i think she's damn comical and yeah, a great teacher to have! &lt;i&gt;i can so totally imagine her making math lessons come to life!&lt;/i&gt; gosh, and yeah, she was trying to trick us with the whole sbq test thingy, and yeah, i panicked for that 1 second though. haha!  &lt;br /&gt;assembly was cool. royston tan came and showed us 2 short films directed by him, and yeah, i liked the first one, quite emo. the second one was totally absurd! but i like liu ling ling, she made the whole thing seem really funny. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;hmm... barney and ham! you guys owe me my letter! and chien too! yours is so overdued!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-7137838350463606543?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/7137838350463606543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=7137838350463606543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7137838350463606543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7137838350463606543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/08/179.html' title='#179'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-5788657513095640481</id><published>2009-07-30T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T19:31:25.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#178</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;duck, duck, goose!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was fun! laughed alot during english today, because of the XL article that mrs j showed us. twas damn hilarious; the writer was simply put, romancing size XL, and yeah, it was funny. lols.&lt;br /&gt;pe was damn slack today, cause mr chan didn't come. &lt;i&gt;didn't get to see him run 2.4 in 10 mins!!&lt;/i&gt; wanted to badminton, but yeah, the thingy was locked, so barney, chien and me decided to watch the people play basketball. we were talking and yeah, making jokes and singing. lols. hmm... the game was kinda violent? people fell down, and yeah, i kept trying to give the red card but chien told me to give the yellow card instead. wonder what that meant? &lt;br /&gt;oh, we played duck duck goose after that. twas damn fun. &lt;i&gt;haven't been playing that since like, P3?&lt;/i&gt; we had the rules explained and started the game. lols, people played illegally, where they kept changing directions when running, and you're not supposed to do that. haha! gosh, it was like some training for shuttle run, except that it's already over! haha. duck duck goose soon became freak you, chicken rice, fish balls, quack, idk whatever we have la. damn hilarious!  &lt;br /&gt;gosh, ss and physics test finally over!!! the question for ss was quite manageable, but i think my grade would say otherwise. lotsa questions for the physics test came from the structured question book, i did them, but i think i won't be able to pass. my diagram was horrible. &lt;br /&gt;i think ms k calmed down a bit? she didn't seem that angry today, which was good. i think she should really take some pills to control her severe pms! it's not good to direct your anger at a class, y'know. geez. i seriously think i'm visually impaired, though. it's the same with the e. math test as it was with the a. math test. and that cost me my mark, which sucks, but yeah, it's over! &lt;br /&gt;gosh. geog was funny. mrs kunna came super late today! like 10++ mins late today! i really thought she wasn't coming, because she'd be waiting outside the class even before the bell rang and yeah, rush into class when the previous teacher exits. also, ms n. teo was standing outside class, and yeah, i thought she was gonna relief our class for geog periods, but it turns out that she needed to talk to the lit girls going for the lit workshop. geez. and so, tata decided to look for mrs kunna after some time, and yeah, the minute she was gone, mrs kunna came rushing into class. lols! &lt;br /&gt;anyway, we finally had our &lt;b&gt;complete&lt;/b&gt; clique lunch for this week! ham's been absent for the previous ones for sometime, and yeah, i thought we weren't gonna have this week's one, for we kinda agreed to have at least a day of lunch together to sit down over a meal and chat! haha. but yeah, i was kinda broke today, had to pay for lotsa stuff, and my mama forgot to give me my allowance somemore! &lt;b&gt;a big thank you to barney for lending me $$$!&lt;/b&gt; i love you &lt;3 i ordered my usual, and thankfully, we weren't sitting next to any group of laughing, giggling kids who didn't have self-control over their actions! which basically translated to, we weren't pelted with food or disturbed by loud, giggling fits! haha. ohoh, ham, you watch out! &lt;strong&gt;barney, chien and i are so gonna beat you in the english exam this time!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;cause we're awesome!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez. &lt;b&gt;ignorance by paramore is ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-5788657513095640481?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/5788657513095640481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=5788657513095640481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/5788657513095640481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/5788657513095640481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/07/178.html' title='#178'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-1413986297105414778</id><published>2009-07-29T20:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:53:38.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#177</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;'you must stand up for what is wrong!' barney says.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm finally on the right track emotionally! &lt;b&gt;thanks for that post, barney! i'm so touched!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;3&gt; &lt;i&gt;it's still rated pg though.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, mrs kunna didn't come today, and yeah, was i glad! spent my time talking to people, which was damn fun, and yeah, i didn't feel sleepy then.&lt;br /&gt;haiz. i died during physics; i couldn't get the heat loss heat gained thing, i guess i gotta ask for help sometime. damn. chemistry was omg, sucker! i was attempting to fall asleep, but it was hard, cause she loves to walk up and down, so my current seating position is so not strategic for sleeping! sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed guitar today! ms sin didn't exactly test us; she didn't stare hard at our fingers while we played. she only told us to play the first line of the song we were practicing, and if we could do it, she says we're on the right track and that we should continue practicing till we perfect it! it was such a &lt;i&gt;phew&lt;/i&gt; moment for me, cause i can't join the bars of the etude thingy, and yeah, i could only play well the first line! :) geez. we had our usual random talk today, and yes, ruiying was like &lt;i&gt;i wanna go for lasik!&lt;/i&gt; i was like zomg, and yeah, marian and i started telling her about the complications of lasik when it's done wrongly, and how many people get infections and stuff! haha. twas damn funny la; she didn't wanna do it anymore, thankfully. &lt;i&gt;love your spectacles, girl! your favourite korean pop stars wear them too!&lt;/i&gt; omg! ms sin didn't want us to learn malaguenas lei! she says she plans to get us to finish the pink book by the end of this year, and yeah, we're moving on to some other book! geez! i really wanted to learn malaguenas, cause it sounds damn cool, very awesome! &lt;b&gt;我很想弹malaguenas!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. y'know, just now when i cutting the apples, my sister was playing with the butter knife, and yeah, i have no freaking idea how she managed to cut her finger with that. she saw the blood, blinked and paused for some split second, and went F***! &lt;i&gt;she's damn vulgar la.&lt;/i&gt; i don't mind vulgarities, but she said it too loud, and my mama happened to pass by when she said that, and yeah, mama went, &lt;i&gt;i don't know what that means, but it sounds like a super bad word! did you teacher teach you that?&lt;/i&gt; in chinese! rofl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-1413986297105414778?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/1413986297105414778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=1413986297105414778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/1413986297105414778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/1413986297105414778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/07/177.html' title='#177'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-8582299740218471191</id><published>2009-07-28T18:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T19:06:04.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#176</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;inspiration, expiration;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm seriously gonna stop emo-ing. it seriously reminds me of cuddling to yourself in a corner, and it isn't a fancy thing at all.&lt;br /&gt;well, there's two tests left this week before we take a break, and anticipate more. geez. the teachers make marking the scripts look easy. &lt;br /&gt;lessons' been pretty much boring, and yes, i was almost gonna sleep during e math today. twas superbly boring! i envy those that sleep but never get caught by teachers; i can never do that, i'm sure the teachers will pick on me and punish me. sheesh! &gt;:( i gotta drink more coffee, or anything packed with caffeine! damn.&lt;br /&gt;bio was awesome as usual. mr tang showed us living, beating lungs, from a dog, today! twas &lt;b&gt;freaking awesome&lt;/b&gt;! the whole rib-caged lungs look like special-layered cake or something, real cute! even though it was only almost a 5 second peek or something, i enjoyed it thoroughly. &lt;br /&gt;had lunch with barney and chien again; we went to our usual hangout and i ordered the usuals. there was a curfew imposed, sadly, which kinda sucked, but yeah, since there's tests and everything, we gotta make full use of the time we get to do productive things. hm... we had our usual chat and stuff, and yeah, there was this bunch of school girls (&lt;i&gt;i shan't mention the name for courtesy's sake&lt;/i&gt;) having the time of their lives having their lunch there. well, the girl who sat behind me used my school bag as her &lt;i&gt;bed&lt;/i&gt; and leaned against me with her entire body weight, which is alot. they made lotsa noise and yeah, pelted food at each other! &lt;i&gt;think about the starving kids in the world!&lt;/i&gt; these girls have no sense of ... compassion and the thing about not wasting food! worse still, they missed and threw a fry at chien! damn these kids.&lt;br /&gt;haiz. i don't exactly wanna go for cca tmrw. i mean, ms sin's gonna test us the freaking pink book pieces, and i totally suck at them! like totally, cause i can't play at all. damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-8582299740218471191?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/8582299740218471191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=8582299740218471191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/8582299740218471191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/8582299740218471191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/07/176.html' title='#176'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-851124741175552904</id><published>2009-07-28T18:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T18:12:25.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#175</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;i'm apparently going through the emo period. damn. i can't fathom the changes in my emotions. they seem so ... volatile? this is why i hate emotional changes, for you end up hurting innocent people by involving them. sigh. i really should take up anger management courses or how-to-manage-your-emotions-well courses. gosh. i want on the verge of a huge swear session today, and idk why though. i just thought of some annoying stuff and yeah, the heat was on. fmo. &lt;br /&gt;y'know, someone told me that i should just loosen up and stop holding everything in. i thought about it and decided against it. if that ever happens, i guess it's gonna hit worse than a tsunami or volcanic eruption. controlling my emotions has always been a haibt of mine since young, and it makes me seem like i actually have my life in control. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-851124741175552904?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/851124741175552904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=851124741175552904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/851124741175552904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/851124741175552904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/07/175.html' title='#175'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-1802942298617207035</id><published>2009-07-27T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:48:24.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#174</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;dearest barney, please do not lapse into your emo mode. switch off that button in your system please. i do not want to see the all-time favourite purple dinosaur sporting slashed wrists and coming to school looking all depressed and upset! come on, i'm one of your loyal fans too! when you emo, you're like &lt;u&gt;barnemo&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i don't function well without coffee! i was practically half asleep during lessons today. but then again, the lessons today were superbly &lt;u&gt;boh-ring&lt;/u&gt;! i almost fell asleep during english test, while trying to phrase the points i had for summary into proper english. a math test was okay, and yeah, it was definitely much do-able than e. math! well, hopefully i don't get too many mistakes! but then again, feeling that you were able to do something doesn't exactly equate to being able to score well, cause you might have been writing rubbish, which is what i always do.&lt;br /&gt;gosh. the grade i got for my e. math test was damn &lt;b&gt;surprising&lt;/b&gt;! i was like 100% sure i was gonna fail, seeing how i couldn't make out the freaking diagram for the last part of the second question, so my answers were &lt;i&gt;horribly screwed&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;chinese was damn slack today. i fell asleep when she was showing the chinese stuff on her computer, because my eyes couldn't even open. twas superbly boring and yes, &lt;i&gt;i didn't get what the freaking flash thingys on the screen were talking about&lt;/i&gt;. their superbly eerie voices kinda freaked me out. alot.&lt;br /&gt;hm... i like playing &lt;u&gt;twinkle twinkle little star&lt;/u&gt;! it sounds damn awesome with the extra notes added! i didn't like plaisir d'amour though, the notes didn't even make sense. &lt;i&gt;i can't wait to play malaguenas!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-1802942298617207035?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/1802942298617207035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=1802942298617207035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/1802942298617207035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/1802942298617207035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/07/174.html' title='#174'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-4203207598693078212</id><published>2009-07-24T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:57:12.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#173</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font: bold 17px arial; letter-spacing:-1px; text-transform:uppercase;"&gt;TGIF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i'm damn glad that it's finally the end of the week! &lt;i&gt;all that homework almost made me have heart attack!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, let's see. for this weekend, i'm treated to a buffet of homework; there's a. math, chemistry, physics, biology, geography and ss. not to mention the tests we'll be having the next week, and the following week too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tests next week:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;a. math&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;english compre&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;physics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;social studies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is damn effing ALOT! enough to kill one miserably! the teachers have nothing better to do than to torture us! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i've already failed the effing difficult e. math test we had today! my answers were totally &lt;b&gt;screwed&lt;/b&gt; and yes, it'd be a miracle if i passed. i don't work well under pressure!&lt;br /&gt;geez. enough of boring homework and tests! it makes me go nuts thinking about them! hm... lessons were pretty much average today! i felt really &lt;b&gt;energised&lt;/b&gt; drinking coffee, and yeah, since i can go stay up the whole night with just one 300ml cup of coffee, so i sorta got a smaller one. :) &lt;i&gt;i don't feel sleepy at all yet!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio was interesting, as usual. we were talking about anaerobic resperation when he digressed to telling us about the difference in wine quality of those made in france and australia. gosh, judging by his account of stuff, one word to describe him. &lt;b&gt;filthy rich!&lt;/b&gt; sigh. but yeah, his stories can be quite cool too! he totally reminds me of ms teo, whenever she teaches lit, because she digresses alot and uh... tell us superbly scandalous and top-secret stuff! haha :D&lt;br /&gt;chem lesson was quite fun today! my aiming skills when controlling the container of chemicals totally suck! the droplets shoot out like i squeezed the bottle or something! chien had to keep cleaning away the excess droplets. i was hoping that any one of the reactions would result in a pink precipitate being formed, but sadly no, the common colours were white and reddish-brown. the mystery thing was quite cool! everyone started pouring in their ideas, and poor barney had a hard time keeping track with writing down whatever we said!&lt;br /&gt;ss damn fun today lei! ms seet was superbly adorable la! she kept referring to the turtles on tata's pencil case as frogs, and we kept reminding her that they were turtles! oh, and she said &lt;i&gt;also&lt;/i&gt; as &lt;i&gt;also-ly&lt;/i&gt; yesterday! :D&lt;br /&gt;hm... physics was quite boring today, but thankfully, it was cut short due to some people having to make announcements and stuff to the class. gosh, mrs tang totally changed barney's name! haha. &lt;b&gt;kai sing!&lt;/b&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh! &lt;b&gt;napfa was damn fun!&lt;/b&gt; we were supposedly split up into groups, and since chien and cheryl were the only peepz in their group, they joined our group! our first station was standing broad jump, and yeah, we were lucky to have &lt;b&gt;mrs tan al&lt;/b&gt;, my no. 1 idol! lols! she was complaining about the musty smell of the sbj mats, and yeah, it was cute hearing her complain! haha. i didn't jump very far, but i'm quite pleased i managed to jump over my height!&lt;br /&gt;the next station was sit-n-reach and i didn't know the peepz were trying to avoid going over to mr armstrong, so i stupidly went over and handed him the name list lor. haha. he was damn funny la. when chien pushed the whole measuring thing, he was covering his face with his clipboard, laughing to himself. but yeah, chien was damn cute la! :)&lt;br /&gt;i so love barney! she did well for inclined pull-ups, even though she didn't hit the goal i set for her, my favourite number, but yeah, i'm sure she's gonna do a 20 next year! &lt;i&gt;she's got girl power, man!&lt;/i&gt; i went high after doing inclined, and i've arrived at the conclusion that exercise makes one high. i keep saying &lt;i&gt;i love you&lt;/i&gt; to the teachers when it doesn't make any sense! haha :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-4203207598693078212?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/4203207598693078212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=4203207598693078212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/4203207598693078212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/4203207598693078212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/07/173.html' title='#173'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-7907139282039595331</id><published>2009-07-23T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:18:43.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#172</title><content type='html'>damn, i'm digressing from ss. geez. there's quite alot of stuff to be completed by tmrw, e.g. physics on temperature and stuff, geog and uhh... ss! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;oh, i actually passed my 2.4! in my flu-strickened condition somemore! and uh, i didn't have stitches today while running, and no muscle aches too! :D can't wait to get tmrw's 5 items over and done with!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. i guess it's back to ss T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-7907139282039595331?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/7907139282039595331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=7907139282039595331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7907139282039595331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7907139282039595331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/07/172.html' title='#172'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-2070073119448043132</id><published>2009-07-22T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T19:11:06.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#171</title><content type='html'>geez. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;blogger seems screwed on my browser, and idk why&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;had chinese listening compre today. t'was horrible. the paper was full of tricky questions, and yes, i had a hard time deciding the answers. damn. it's gonna be a miracle if i actually pass, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;chinese lesson was cancelled today, because we were released to have lunch and we didn't exactly have a classroom to go to, anyway. i love early lunches in the canteen! you sit down, eat and talk, and you don't get disturbed or interrupted by the noise, because there isn't any! we spent some time in the library after having lunch, and i read this mag about feminism and stuff. however, we only spent like 10 mins there, to enjoy the aircon, before going to the exam venue. i like the sitting arrangement, i sit behind chien and in front of barney, and it's quite fun talking to the people around us. &lt;br /&gt;our invigilator was this weird guy with superbly loud voice that echoed across the room! the moment he stepped into class and told us to take our temperature, i had a shock owing to his freakingly loud voice! i literally stood up for some time before sitting down again. he was quite nice actually, but his voice just scares me; it woke me up when i was sleeping. and yes, like i was telling barney, who listens to classical 92.4 just before an examination anyway? they played songs like ... fur elise, some spring song and autumn leaves! gosh, i totally love autumn leaves, it's like woodlands sec guitar syf piece this year, and it's damn cool! but i felt superbly sleepy when they played the songs, not because i get sleepy listening to classical music, if i did, i would have doze off during cca already, but because of the heat and glare, which made me really drowsy. i guess there were quite a few people dozing off too, which explains why the invigilator tell us not to sleep and yeah, his voice woke me up as usual. &lt;br /&gt;hm... today's lessons was okay. &lt;br /&gt;i guess ms krishna's really pissed with us? she seemed so during a math today. gosh, she must have been holding in her anger for quite some time, and yeah, she could have blown up, but i guess she controlled it. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;english was quite fun. had our lessons in the new multimedia lab, filled with netbooks, and according to mrs j, we're the first class to use that? haha. it seemed quite cool at first, until we tried using the netbooks, which were superbly slow! gosh. it's worse than the dell laptops in one of the computer labs! roshini and i wanted to catch the solar eclipse live online, but the websites were either loading too slowly, or there wasn't one that actually showed us the whole scene of the sky suddenly turning black and stuff, so we didn't watch. we were doing our project boards on feminine ideals, and yeah, mrs j showed us this video clip on how crazy the japanese females are over collagen, which seemed quite gross to me anyway! not to mention the nightingale droppings! i liked how our project board looked now, it's totally snazzy, and definitely makes one drool! :D&lt;br /&gt;geog, physics and chem were superbly boring today! i really wanted to snooze, but because of me sitting in an unstrategic location for sleeping without getting caught, i couldn't. i was pretty much worried that the teachers might call me and stuff, so yeah, can't sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm... racial harmony was quite cool yesterday. didn't have a costume, so i loaned a sarong from ham and erm, wore it? haha. omg. &lt;b&gt;EVERYONE LOOKED DAMN HOT IN THEIR COSTUMES!&lt;/b&gt; like seriously! i like tying barney's plaits, because her hair is &lt;i&gt;pure&lt;/i&gt;! oh, cheryl looked damn &lt;b&gt;adorable&lt;/b&gt; in two pony tails! SHE DAMN CHAO JI KE AI CAN! i almost nosebled, lols! and uh, mrs tang looked like someone from arabian nights with her costume and yeah, she took an individual shot of everyone in their costume! i was totally against it, because i hate talking photos! &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-2070073119448043132?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/2070073119448043132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=2070073119448043132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/2070073119448043132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/2070073119448043132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/07/171.html' title='#171'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-5683682989174252902</id><published>2009-07-18T14:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T15:15:55.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#170</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Instructions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iPod on shuffle&lt;br /&gt;2. Press "Next" for each question&lt;br /&gt;3. Use the title of the song to answer the question&lt;br /&gt;4. No cheating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yellow generation - dual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;geez. no link!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT'S YOUR OUTLOOK ON LIFE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hsm soundtrack - we're all in this together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;talk about teamwork and friendship, man!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WHAT DOES YOUR FAMILY THINK OF YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jordin sparks - battlefield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;so i'm a warrior?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;renee sandstrom - here i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;omg, i don't get this!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO STRANGERS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hey monday - homecoming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;uhh... wow!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOUR EXES THINK OF YOU?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i don't have any exes, but yeah!&lt;br /&gt;florida ft. wynter - sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'm flattered!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW IS YOUR LOVE LIFE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;green day - 21st century breakdown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;is that a good thing or a bad thing?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW WILL YOUR LOVE LIFE BE IN THE FUTURE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lady gaga - the fame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hopefully it isn't anything scandalous enough to be on tabloids!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WILL YOU GET MARRIED?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;shinee - stand by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i guess that's a yes?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WILL YOU HAVE KIDS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hsm soundtrack - now or never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;talk about pushy have-babies campaign!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ARE YOU GOOD AT SCHOOL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v factory - love struck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;lols!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WILL YOU BE SUCCESSFUL IN LIFE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unknown - one in this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;that's awesome!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WHAT SONG SHOULD THEY PLAY ON YOUR BIRTHDAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys like girls - hero heroine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i don't mind&lt;/i&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WHAT SONG SHOULD THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bof soundtrack - tmax - almost paradise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;golly, death is great?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;THE SOUNDTRACK OF YOUR LIFE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;avril lavigne - keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;inspirational?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;YOU AND YOUR BEST FRIEND ARE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cobra starship - good girls go bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;omg lols! this is scaringly true!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY TIMES:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cobra starship - guilty pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;that sounds kinda ... scandalous!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SAD TIMES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kris allen - no boundaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;is that supposed to cheer me up?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;EVERY DAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liz phair - extraordinary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;cool!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;FOR TOMORROW:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last goodnight - pictures of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;haha! this is hilarious!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;FOR YOU:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink - sober&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;drinking's bad for you, dearie!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WHAT DOES NEXT YEAR HAVE IN STORE FOR ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;britney spears - if you seek amy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;lmao!&lt;/i&gt; XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WHAT DO I SAY WHEN LIFE GETS TOO HARD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey monday - should've tried harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;that's quite close!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WHAT DO I THINK WHEN I GET UP IN THE MORNING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lily allen - the fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;really? i always thought about my nightmares though&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WHAT SONG WILL I DANCE TO AT MY WEDDING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hsm - start of something new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hell yeah!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT AS A CAREER?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;britney spears - womaniser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;omfg this is retarded!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOUR FAVOURITE SAYING?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;paramore - crush crush crush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;lols!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;FAVOURITE PLACE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the league - my l.o.v.e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;is this some coded name or something?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lady gaga - paparazzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;rofl! this is new!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;DESCRIBE YOURSELF?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys like girls - love drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;yeah, i confess.&lt;/i&gt; XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WHAT DO I LIKE DOING MOST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;david archuleta - touch my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;this sounds perverted.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SONG THAT DESCRIBES MY SCHOOL PRINCIPAL:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;rihanna - disturbia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;omg this is hilarious! i guess it's her dress sense that disturbs me!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WHAT IS MY STATE OF MIND AT THE MOMENT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys like girls - the great escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;uhh...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HOW WILL I DIE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.I. ft justin timberlake - dead and gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;haha, lols. doesn't exactly answer the question!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;THE SONG THAT YOU'LL PUT AS THE TITLE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one republic - stop and stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;haha, retarded!&lt;/i&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-5683682989174252902?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/5683682989174252902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=5683682989174252902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/5683682989174252902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/5683682989174252902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/07/170.html' title='#170'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-8987137653201257354</id><published>2009-07-18T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T14:37:10.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#169</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;my 2.4 timing deproved!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran 2.4km with clique, it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;went over to barney's house at seven plus, and met chien at the lift. she was listening to nobody by wonder girls, and yeah, she kept singing! barney was being a bookworm as usual, sitting on her sofa reading her novels! geez. i feel so... uh... not bookwormish? lols! waited for ham to come before walking over to the stadium.&lt;br /&gt;warmed up before the run, and we were being really indecisive on whether to run or not. the track was crowded with people, and yeah, some had great stamina! timed my run, and as usual, i walked two out of the six rounds we were supposed to complete, coughing and sneezing, and yeah, that's apparently four rounds around the school track! gosh, chien was awesome la, she kept her pace constant throughout her run! i should really chase her or something. &lt;i&gt;i need a pacemaker for my run!&lt;/i&gt; whoa. my timing really sucked! with my current timing, it's barely a pass! &lt;br /&gt;after the run, i measured my pulse rate, and it was apparently 132 beats per minute, which sorta scared me. my normal pulse rate was 96++ or something! it's like i'm having heart attack or something! sigh. i'm super sad that my timing deproved! i guess i really need that caffeine boost. uhm, i always drink coffee before the official 2.4 and yes, it makes me more high-per and less easily tired.&lt;br /&gt;staggered back to barney's house, where we stank up her house. okay, maybe it was just me, but yeah, i love her sofa! it's super bouncy and makes you feel happy sitting on it! slacked pretty much, and we started talking, listening and sending music. it was really fun. gosh. i love clique hang outs together! :D&lt;br /&gt;chien had to leave at 10++, so ham, barney and i decided to have macs breakfast together, since we were quite hungry! geez. missed the mcmuffin! haven't had it in 123456789 light years! ate and talked together pretty much. omg, i've developed this habit of tearing pieces of paper, specially tissue paper, and yeah, shredding it into pieces! they concluded i've gotten depression! where got? i'm pretty sure i'm normal, happy and uh... feeling great lor! i'm sure it's probably due to the fact that i can't sit still, i must do something if not, i'd definitely be restless! barney tried to do magic, but failed! looks like i'm still more pro lor, especially with the money-disappearing trick! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fmo&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;i&gt;okay, barney invented this cool word, and yes, it does expresses our angry in a less vulgar way!&lt;/i&gt; cca's are starting next week! i haven't been practicing the pieces we're supposed to be practicing, especially the scales and pieces, and we haven't picked the two pop songs for the sing-strum thing! geez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-8987137653201257354?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/8987137653201257354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=8987137653201257354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/8987137653201257354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/8987137653201257354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/07/169.html' title='#169'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-870892714568642130</id><published>2009-07-17T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:00:57.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#168</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;i'm so glad it's friday!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i doubt i can take another day of school anymore; i get really sleepy during lessons, especially during physics. gee. physics was really boring; she was going through the practical we had, and pointing out all our errors and stuff. gosh. twas a pain-in-the-ass thing, because we didn't get enough time to change or replot our graphs and yeah, finish our discussions on the questions given. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;chien and barney have been monitoring whatever i eat, and boy, are they worse than my mom! nothing cold, nothing 'liang', nothing 'heaty', no fried food, no cold stuff, no chicken and eggs! geez. but i totally appreciate their efforts, because i tend to be super unhealthy and bo-chap when it comes to food, so long i find it edible.&lt;br /&gt;gee. ms seet powertalked during ss today. gosh, she was accelerating as like 20 words per second or something! haha. i guess she managed to finish teaching what she set out to teach, and yeah, we actually get what she's talking about. if it was physics, i would probably not understand anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;man, mrs tang sorta made it compulsory for everyone to wear ethnic costume for racial harmony day, because it gives us points for the necip thingy. i hate wearing this kinda things, because it's not comfortable to be in as it's not exactly made of 80% or more cotton, hence, i'd probably suffer from heat stroke or something. secondly, i can't sit well wearing a dress or anything near one, even a skirt. thirdly, i have bad experiences wearing ethnic costumes. fourthly, i don't even have one. geez. i don't even see the point in wearing, because i'm going for my health checkup and stuff after school, so it's gonna be real incovenient wearing it to the hospital. the people there would probably give you the O.o look and you're probably gonna carry the germs home on your costume, which kinda sucks. sheesh! but then again, if i don't wear, i'll probably pull the class down due to my selfishness. &lt;i&gt;but i really don't wanna wear!&lt;/i&gt; &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;hm... lunch was awesome today! ham couldn't make it because her parents didn't allow, so yeah, it was pretty sad. had my usual meal, and yeah, skipped the ice-in-drink thing owing to my never-seems-to-recover cough/flu. talked and laughed as usual, and thankfully, there wasn't any curfew! gosh. i was talking about how i hated seeing people's buttholes, due to super low-rise jeans, and yeah, we had to see that! talk about coincidences, man! &lt;br /&gt;accompanied chien and barney to popular, shopped for stationery and school supplies before heading off to search for chien's barney. the shop we went to had lotsa barney, even though they didn't exactly seem to look like him. they looked pretty weird, and yeah, different sizes of him sang with different voices. freaky! oh, i saw lotsa ben10 stuff, and i was so tempted to buy! omg!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-870892714568642130?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/870892714568642130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=870892714568642130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/870892714568642130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/870892714568642130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/07/168.html' title='#168'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-7272311112744126527</id><published>2009-07-16T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:28:55.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#167</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;had our shortest macs lunch today!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;chien and barney all set curfew lor!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez. we were pretty much unlucky to sit beside this bunch of girls who were contributing to the noise pollution of emitting noise higher than 150 decibels! damn irritating. hm... can't remember what we actually talked about, since there was so many funny and interesting stuff, but yeah, pretty sad that ham didn't make it because she went home at 1 plus? those that did not take geog had such an early day! &lt;br /&gt;and yeah, chien managed to link her index and pinkie together to make the 'got-link' sign, and she did it effortlessly for around 5 seconds before her fingers &lt;i&gt;de-linked&lt;/i&gt;! all this time she kept trying to link, and it made her seem constipated! lols! &lt;br /&gt;haiz. chien damn gullible lei! managed to trick her again! and yeah, yesterday too! barney and me were putting our drama skills in action, managing to fool both ham and chien. we told them that we witnessed mrs tang and mrs tay in catfight over the use of the data logger yesterday, for the respective science experiments, and they really believed it! ham wanted to know more too! lols! this is fun! :) &lt;br /&gt;geez. it seems like my brain refuses to process any information related to graphs! i can't do graphs for nuts, especially the stuff we've been doing now, something about manipulating the values or something! it's too complicated for my simple-minded brain to comprehend! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;escaped 2.4 today! i couldn't run because my nose was threatening to blow up or something. it wouldn't be good to explode in the middle of tracks. can't wait for napfa to be over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-7272311112744126527?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/7272311112744126527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=7272311112744126527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7272311112744126527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7272311112744126527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/07/167.html' title='#167'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-5859325436173882942</id><published>2009-07-14T18:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T18:44:14.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#166</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT: bold 17px arial; TEXT-TRANSFORM: uppercase; LETTER-SPACING: -1px"&gt;ORAL'S OVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this makes me so happy thinking about it!&lt;br /&gt;twas simply horrible! i wasn't speaking proper chinese and my train-of-thought wasn't that organised, so whatever spontaneously popped into my head i just said it out loud! i didn't even get what i was saying half the time, wait, it's the whole time i was there, because i was trying to use rojak language to converse! but then again, it's OVER, and boy, am i glad!&lt;br /&gt;the whole time when we were waiting in the holding room was awesome! even though laoshi said i had to wear a mask, yes, a &lt;i&gt;freaking mask&lt;/i&gt; which totally limits my air ventilation, but yeah, the whole oral mood didn't seem to get in us yet. we went through the admin stuff first, and confirmed when we'd be tested and stuff, and yeah, we were pretty much left to our own preparations. at first, i stoned pretty much and yeah, fell asleep while waiting. then sharon moved over to our table, chien and barney turned around and we all started talking. twas damn cool! we were trying to dramatise our read-aloud sessions, and boy, was it funny that some people made weird hand gestures and had funny expressions on their faces! we sorta made quite alot of noise, and suddenly, we moved on to singing songs just before chien went over! talk about &lt;b&gt;pre-oral highness&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;oh, bio was &lt;b&gt;DA BOMBZXZX&lt;/b&gt; today! ham said the whole dissection was fun, and since she didn't exactly stink much, or faint. lols. watched the dissection of a pig's heart as a prep to the lesson, and yeah, i just realised that the heart has a lot of fats. and fats look white! &lt;i&gt;that was lame, but i just don't get why fats are white, or appear to be!&lt;/i&gt; hmm... started the dissection and yeah, we had to wash the heart with water and er... wash the blood clots out? i started the cutting first, and yeah, even though it smells five times worse than ammonia, it was really nice to touch. really cold and uhm... squishy! the blood kept oozing out, and yeah, soon, twas covered with diluted blood. i guess the people in class were really macho! nobody fainted, which was cool! after we've cut out parts of the heart and stuff, twas like i dunno, erm, group-molestation-of-the-poor-heart time! we started poking and stabbing, doing all sorts of weird stuff to the heart, and i actually poked my finger through the vessels and tried to trace my way through! it was quite nice, because i guess the heart's been kept in the freezer or something, and it feels quite cold when touched. oh, i like mincing part of the heart too! looks damn cool! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-5859325436173882942?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/5859325436173882942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=5859325436173882942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/5859325436173882942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/5859325436173882942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/07/166.html' title='#166'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-4363917807683903854</id><published>2009-07-13T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T18:59:31.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#165</title><content type='html'>gak.&lt;br /&gt;it's o level oral &lt;b&gt;tmrw&lt;/b&gt;! the horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's chinese, btw!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's pretty much a hopeless case for me, anyway. no amount of last min review is gonna prep me up happy and chirpy for the exam. dammit! i just hope the topic tmrw would be something i could talk about more easily, without experiencing ... shock or something and thus, keeping my mouth shut!&lt;br /&gt;damn. damn. damn.&lt;br /&gt;oh, i've gotten quite curious. is damn considered vulgar?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-4363917807683903854?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/4363917807683903854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=4363917807683903854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/4363917807683903854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/4363917807683903854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/07/165.html' title='#165'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-972497192374839597</id><published>2009-07-11T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T19:03:44.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#164</title><content type='html'>i finished all my homework already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;can slack tmrw!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i made a bet with my sister. if i were to abstain from sweets for 2 whole weeks, she'll get buy me dark chocolates after i recover from flu! hence, i must start shutting myself from those irresistably tempting candies and ... nurse my flu!&lt;br /&gt;p.s. barney, i listened to black skirts already! t'was great, and her voice sounded macho-er than ... david archuleta!&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s i can't get enough of &lt;b&gt;good girls go bad&lt;/b&gt; by cobra starship!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-972497192374839597?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/972497192374839597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=972497192374839597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/972497192374839597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/972497192374839597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/07/164.html' title='#164'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-6754176562979855950</id><published>2009-07-10T20:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T21:01:46.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#163</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT: bold 17px arial; TEXT-TRANSFORM: uppercase; LETTER-SPACING: -1px"&gt;TGIF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'm pretty beat from all that stress, man!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez. we've got plenty of homework! and thankfully, my brain hasn't switched off the hardworking mode. hence, i'm gonna chiong and get all my homework done by ... tmrw afternoon! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;somehow, i really miss the first week of school! t'was wasn't stressful, and it was so much easier to slack and yet, understand every single thing taught! and yeah, at least you know the people are of almost the same intelligence capabilities, with the exception of me of course! now it's like, i don't know, super stressful? geez.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just checked the new timetable for next week, and &lt;b&gt;i hate it!&lt;/b&gt; it's superbly shity! like, who wants to have double math on the first day of the school week huh? physics included, somemore! this is like pure torture! i'm pretty used to having physics on the last three days of the weekdays already! &gt;:( and yeah, on wed and thur, the physics periods are on the same time, and both double periods! damn irritating! oh, and i hate having early days on tuesday. tuesday is definitely not my favourite day of the week! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;geez.&lt;br /&gt;hm... i'm pretty happy to say that i've become a bubbletea richer! i'm gonna demand for it after i've recovered! haha. i just knew it, man! haha. i'm pretty much lucky, and if i have somemore luck to spare, i'll have one more from ham! haha.&lt;br /&gt;today's clique lunch was really emotional to some extent? i guess the heart-to-heart talk was pretty good, even though some may feel really uncomfortable? haha. i'm glad that everyone shared! lols. i guess it really brought our friendship to a whole new level! i'm glad i knew more about you guys! &lt;b&gt;i love you all!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;3 &lt;i&gt;thanks for accepting me for who i am&lt;/i&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;p.s. barney! i'm gonna attempt to perfect my magic to make money appear, so we won't ever need to worry about money problems! and i'm gonna listen to black skirts by zhang yun jing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-6754176562979855950?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/6754176562979855950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=6754176562979855950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/6754176562979855950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/6754176562979855950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/07/162_10.html' title='#163'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-687114108097197039</id><published>2009-07-09T19:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T21:02:17.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#162</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;i'm recovering!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i used &lt;u&gt;5&lt;/u&gt; packs of tissue paper today, compared to the 8 packs of tissue yesterday! it must be because i'm recovering! haha. hopefully i'd recover before napfa, so i can run.&lt;br /&gt;hm... today's lessons were quite boring? especially physics and chemistry! it was pretty content-heavy and yeah, i felt drowsy. thankfully for chemistry, we didn't go to the lab, because we usually rush dong the experiments, which suck. p.s. somehow, i think it sucks when a teacher remembers your name, because she'd call you to answer questions more quickly. yeah, uh, mrs tay called me to answer yesterday's question and today's too! but one classic example? chien! :D&lt;br /&gt;english was ok because i liked doing group work and yeah, we sorta talked throughout the time we were supposed to be doing what mrs j told us to do! not to mention all that drawing, and averil junior. teehee. oh, nobody could guess the female singer i drew, except for pro novi, even though i dropped plenty of clues! geez. i think my drawing must suck! haha.&lt;br /&gt;geography was okay, except that yeah, it was pretty much rushed, and yeah, uh, quite content heavy too. chinese was boring, and yeah, it's like people weren't listening to her when she was discussing about oral. oh man, yesterday's topic was superbly abstract. something along the lines of, talk about your views on more youngsters wanting to become successful in the future! gosh, if i were given this question, i'd probably freak out! it's like so ... er? and yeah, one depressing thing, i failed all my comprehension close passages from the test papers! T_T&lt;br /&gt;oh, and yeah, i tricked chien again today! seriously, she was still saying, &lt;i&gt;i'm not that gullible&lt;/i&gt; earlier in the morning. she was talking about playing truant in school and climbing over the walls of the school. i was like, &lt;i&gt;you can't, because you'd be electrocuted. they have those wire things that electrify you.&lt;/i&gt; omg, she was really arh? haha. t'was damn funny. but yeah, such people should defend themselves against me, lol! haha. &lt;b&gt;you can't trust me!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh! i have this crave to listen to french songs now! geez. at least i understand what the singers are trying to say, better than in japanese and korean songs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-687114108097197039?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/687114108097197039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=687114108097197039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/687114108097197039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/687114108097197039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/07/162.html' title='#162'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-7940055238906983615</id><published>2009-07-08T20:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:08:46.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#161</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;subway lunch with clique was fantastic!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i want more white chip macademia nut cookies!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joked with them, saying that i'll treat them to buffet. guess where? hm... we'll go around the markets, looking for rotten vegetables and yeah, food products to eat. not to mention they're like free. lao shi told that to us earlier, so i remembered because it sounded pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, we kept talking and yeah, how did we decide on what to eat? &lt;i&gt;they spun me around, and whichever direction my files and books i held on my hands pointed to was our destination!&lt;/i&gt; initially, i pointed to macs, but yeah, because i was pretty much sick, barney too, we decided to go subway for a healthier alternative for lunch! and yeah, it's supposedly 6 grams of fats, as highlighted on their poster, lols!&lt;br /&gt;ordered my newest fav, the oven roasted chicken sandwich w/o vegetables, &lt;i&gt;even though i should be taking them to balance my diet&lt;/i&gt;, but yeah, i can't eat raw vegetables when put together into a sandwich! man, it's been like 1234567890 light years since we had subway for lunch, as a clique! t'was even before the exams, methink.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, we ate our stuff and talked alot, and yes, we did go high. i've derived the conclusion that food makes one high! talked alot, laughed and yeah, gossiped real much! lols. and yeah, ham's sweet mucus sauce kept leaking from her sandwich and even out of the wrapping paper, onto her tray, which was pretty &lt;u&gt;gross&lt;/u&gt;. we all agreed that she was pretty dirty! teehee!&lt;br /&gt;hm... had some real random and retarded talk and yeah, i managed to trick both chien and ham today! even though i couldn't remember what i said, i guess they really believed what i said, until i told them, &lt;i&gt;you really believed what i said?&lt;/i&gt; i'm like this person who can't tell whether she's lying or telling the truth all the time, and when i do tell the truth, nobody believes me! haha! i guess i can call myself the big fat liar!&lt;br /&gt;chien then talked to us about her friends and yeah, this matthew guy? ham thought that he's like mrs matthews or something, and yeah, we kept trying to point out that the guy doesn't have a '&lt;b&gt;s&lt;/b&gt;' in his name while mrs matthews had one. we all laughed. we then digressed on talking about ass and stuff. t'was retarded! teehee! oh, and yeah, apparently, that guy is lighter than me, if you count his bmi and stuff! haha! that's so freaky! he's like taller than me too T_T life of a shorty definitely sucks some time!&lt;br /&gt;hm... found out from clique that you're supposed to revote the existing councillors if you wanted them to continue serving the school! ham and chien, you guys have my vote! teehee. uh, people? vote for them, k? and yeah, they kept trying to explain that we needed to vote new people in, and yeah, let the whole cohort and the seniors decide from the nominated people. hm... who should i vote? anyone wants to be a councillor, tell me yeah? :D i'm not going to nominate barney because she has a greater responsibility next year, if she unluckily doesn't make it as the &lt;b&gt;communist leader&lt;/b&gt; of her cca, lol! geez. &lt;i&gt;i'm betting a bubbletea drink on her being one, though.&lt;/i&gt; XD&lt;br /&gt;oh, and yeah, when barney and i were walking home today, we saw this house hanging the singapore flag in the reversed way. we were so tempted to take a shot of that and post it on stomp! because yeah, we watched this show where they showed this bunch of people reversing the america's flag to show that they surrender or something. wow!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i liked today's bio lesson! i liked the video on heart transplant, even though he stopped the video in the middle. i watched like one on some korean drama before. t'was pretty cool, and i was all, &lt;i&gt;more! more! more!&lt;/i&gt; i love blood and gore. it turns me up! i can't wait for the sheep's heart dissection next wed! &lt;i&gt;even though mr and mrs sheep's gonna hate me for eternity, but yeah, sorry!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eng was ok. i like discussions, even though the presentation of articles was pretty interesting. the articles that people brought were really cool, and yeah, i like the fact that we sound really uh... grown-up-ish when we dicuss politics and yeah ... blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;chem and a math was pretty okayy... i liked the stories that mrs tay always tell us, even though they always seem to feature chlorine? haha. she apparently loves chlorox or something? haha. the whole thing about her husband feeling dizzy is really hilarious! and yeah, the thing about cockroaches choking up your kitchen sink is pretty ... uhm... weird? if it was me, i'd definitely have killed it with bleach or something if it happened to be stuck. i saw this youtube video on people bleaching the cockroach to death! how cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;chinese was pretty much slack, and yeah, erm, i'm still uh... worried about the upcoming oral examinations because i can't talk chinese stuff. like serious. i'm simply a retard or something. hm... i like the free period we had because lao shi went away! read some weird book found in the library, talking about the use of broken english around the world today. something like ... '&lt;i&gt;thank queue&lt;/i&gt;' (thank you)! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-7940055238906983615?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/7940055238906983615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=7940055238906983615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7940055238906983615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7940055238906983615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/07/161.html' title='#161'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-7636555825866852197</id><published>2009-07-07T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T19:27:04.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#160</title><content type='html'>the class was much livelier today, all thanks to the loa people coming back! haha. elsa came back :D haha. i'll have something next to me to talk to now! :)&lt;br /&gt;geez. i don't think i'm getting better T_T, more like i'm sicker than what i should be? &lt;i&gt;i hate getting sick, because i tend to accumulate the sickness until it becomes full-blown!&lt;/i&gt; -.- i used like, 2 packets of tissue all together, which sucks. &lt;i&gt;talk about reducing use of paper and save the environment, man!&lt;/i&gt; however, t'was pretty funny because barney said there was one time we coughed together unknowingly. it wasn't a planned thing or anything, just something super random! damn cool! haha.&lt;br /&gt;the lessons weren't exactly all that slack, but it was pretty okay, apart from geog. we seem to have dropped the whole slack-mood for that subject, and my hand hurt from all that copying down of stuff. i like today's a. math! ms krishna was really adorable today, more than usual of course, even though i don't know why! maybe her krishna-mones is overflowing today! haha. i'm surprisingly addicted though. she pointed out that i did lotsa long steps in this sum that i did, and i was like, &lt;i&gt;huh? ... Ohh....&lt;/i&gt; lols.&lt;br /&gt;english was pretty much retarded, but i like discussions! it's pretty slack and yeah, we get to talk alot, and even digress most of the times! the whole heroes thing is pretty funny. well, something i've learnt today? &lt;i&gt;never spell heroes as heros&lt;/i&gt;! it definitely sounds pretty much greek or some name of a species of bird! haha. i like my ben 10! averil does too, which is cool! i think he's like, uber hot! omg. it's pretty much intoxicating staring at his poster!&lt;br /&gt;oh, and ss seriously messed up my brain because i started talking &lt;i&gt;political, social and economic&lt;/i&gt; in the question on whether mothers should stay at home and look at the children. t'was freaky! talk about brainwashing! this kinda things can be pretty powerful, who knows, 20 years down the road, you'll still be thinking and speaking &lt;i&gt;political, social and economical&lt;/i&gt; and yeah, who'd you have to blame? your ss teacher! not that it's a bad thing, you'd probably sound so ... well-learned in whatever you crap or something. imagine if the topic of the conversation goes like this, &lt;b&gt;should we start eating frogs to lower the demand for fishes? &lt;/b&gt; gosh, it'd definitely be a nightmare! or maybe that's because i've lost it due to the flu virus negatively affecting my thought process, but heck. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-7636555825866852197?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/7636555825866852197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=7636555825866852197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7636555825866852197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7636555825866852197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/07/160.html' title='#160'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-6725239080915553587</id><published>2009-07-05T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T17:50:36.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#159</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;barney!!!!! you must recover soon, ok? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;haha. i miss you loads!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez. it's like, the sick period or something for me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick, and this sucks. everyday, i've gotta take medicine cocktail and yeah, it's not good. i keep having headaches :( this suckxzxz!&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i can't taste anything now. i think my taste buds are numb or something, i can't exactly make out spicy, peppery and sour foods now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-6725239080915553587?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/6725239080915553587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=6725239080915553587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/6725239080915553587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/6725239080915553587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/07/159.html' title='#159'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-4105072164366759942</id><published>2009-07-04T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:32:56.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#158</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;cycling date yesterday was da bombxzxz.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;was too tired to blog yesterday, so i shall blog about it now&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went cycling with barney, chien, ham and wanying. the journey to east coast park was much easier, now that we actually knew which bus stop to alight at. &lt;i&gt;not as klutz as the last trip!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went high after alighting the bus, and we started singing random songs like jenny, hot and cold etc. t'was pretty retarded but fun!&lt;br /&gt;ham didn't rollerblade this time, she tried cycling. t'was pretty cool because she yelled and screamed pretty much. but not as bad as when she tried rollerblading, lol! supporting chien was really fun! she could cycle, but the balance is not there yet! haha. when i tried to supporting her and told her to pedal faster, she could cycle for a short distance before crashing. hm... we kept ending up at the drain areas by the side of the track, or almost hitting a tree! haha.&lt;br /&gt;i crashed into the bushes for like 2-3 times? haha. t'was pretty retarded, because wanying, the kind soul, who helped me for super long time tried to encourage me to pedal faster, then she suddenly let go, and i started steering and couldn't balance, so i crashed. the bushes were prickly, and i've got cuts and bruises on my leg, but it was damn fun! like super duper fun! i won't mind doing that again, the whole pedalling business makes my heartbeat go faster, hence, making me exercise more! haha. hm... but yeah, i feel sorry for wanying, she had to support a cannot-cycle-for-nuts klutz! teehee! barney was really encouraging when she supported me, she kept making goals for me to pass, and yeah, i realise that i work better when i'm insulted. &lt;i&gt;weird!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty sure chien would be able to cycle next monday, since we're going to train again. wanying wants to try the two-people-cycle thing, and it looks super fun, and easy, but when something looks easy, it's super hard to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;special thanks to WANYING, CHIEN, BARNEY AND HAM for supporting me when i cycle. it's not easy having to take care of this cannot-brake cycling klutz! teehee!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the library today to borrow books. hm... before i went in, i passed by this bunch of almost identical-looking girls, all with the same hairstyle, bangs and long rebonded hair, staring at their reflections at the sliding glass, combing their fringe. t'was really hilarious, because they're all doing that at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;borrowed my usual romance novels, and yeah, i actually read this psychology-related book on most females are usually too nice, and this overly-niceness of them actually brings them more harm than advantages. t'was cool. haha. i never knew being overly nice could be detrimental, apart from the fact that people take advantage of you. whoa. my mom then wanted to buy clothes for me, thank goodness i ran away. she was all, &lt;i&gt;this skirt would look great on you! yeah, that too!&lt;/i&gt; sheesh. i hate shopping with such a girly mama. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;waited at marymount station, and yeah, i was trying to finish this romance novel i borrowed while waiting for my gf cheryl! hm... the ending was damn sucky! the main character didn't end up with the girl, but the girl was like, maybe next time and stuff when the guy suggested that they go into a romantic relationship again! sheesh! the girl should've forgave him, but i guess it's pretty hard if you've been cheated by a guy for so many times.&lt;br /&gt;oh, cheryl called me, and t'was damn funny because she sounded weird, from the sound coming from the earphones. teehee. it sounded higher and lower than usual, but it was her first phone call to me, lols! she was damn adorable and yeah, almost hyperventilated when i saw her! geez. she was so ... ADORABLE! *nosebleeds* teehee. hm... gave her hugs and yeah, her present, which i thought wasn't that good. i didn't manage to give her a mini-standee of me, lols. talked pretty much, which was good, because i didn't want to go home soon, and yeah, i just can't get enough of her! she always always amuses me, and yeah, it makes me go nuts, lol! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CHERYL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-4105072164366759942?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/4105072164366759942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=4105072164366759942' title='0 Comments'/><link 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her sister stole her money, lol.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because chien broke her water bottle, i don't know how she could do that, we headed to novena to get a replacement and decided to have lunch there. owing to my extremely picky taste with food, i narrowed down all the places where we could have lunch to 2, and we eventually got kfc. &lt;i&gt;haven't ate there since a super long time&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ordered our stuff before sitting down to talk. geez. the snackers set i ordered was alot, so yeah, and i ordered the same stuff as barney because i didn't like the rest of the meals. lol. laughed pretty much today. gosh, it's real true that most people bond over food. teehee. oh, chien was telling us about a quiz she did on fb, which had this question: &lt;i&gt;do you trust others easily?&lt;/i&gt; haha. and yeah, she is a real trusting girl. during chem lab lesson today, because she couldn't wash over the copper (II) sulphate residue in the test tube no matter how hard she tried, i told her to blow into the test tube, because it apparently worked. she was almost gonna do it, until she decided against it and tried to wash it out, which worked. geez, i was so close to getting her do something retarded!&lt;br /&gt;and i found out more about barney and chien, which was superbly cool. talked about the usual, school and stuff, which was pretty much ok. and i found out from barney that 2/1 08 want a class reunion soon, and yeah, the class comm has to plan that!?! haha. i can't plan such stuff for nuts!&lt;br /&gt;oh, i'm pretty sure i'm gonna win my bets against barney and ham. haha. looks like i'm gonna get 2 bubbletea drinks for free! barney is so gonna be a cl, because i feel she is superbly &lt;u&gt;qualified&lt;/u&gt; for such an important job! teehee!&lt;br /&gt;physics was pretty much boring today, since we went to the computer lab to do some fake e-learning for physics, and to do research for our assignment - some powerpoint on the items i'd bring to climb mount everest. geez. i doubt i can even make it up.&lt;br /&gt;english was pretty cool. i love going to the black box! so much memories there of drama; i love drama! teehee. we had this read-a-loud session and yeah, discussed much about michael jackson. i don't know, but today's english lesson was definitely nice and i enjoyed it pretty much!&lt;br /&gt;chem was cool. haha. the experiments were pretty ok, apart from the fact that i sorta caught the &lt;b&gt;barney disease&lt;/b&gt; and dropped this test tube containing limewater into my pencil case and yeah, my stuff were super wet with lime water. oh, julia made this jelly/gluey thing from combining all the weird results we got from all the experiment, which was pretty cool. oh, the ammonia stank pretty much today, it's like &lt;i&gt;smelling dead rats&lt;/i&gt;! i don't get why anyone would want to use that as smelling salts. more like you'll kill someone!&lt;br /&gt;chinese was super scary today! since our oral is like on 14 july, our lao shi is practicing oral with us. and yeah, i'm not prepared in anyway, so yeah, being called is bad. i tend to space out, and i suck at orals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i made my adorable girlfriend angry today. :(&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. mrs tang accepted kowboy johnny's facebook friends request, after confirming his identity in class today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-8844068320365273388?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/8844068320365273388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=8844068320365273388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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like 1234567890 years since we've had lunch with each other.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at our usual hangout - macs. surprisingly, ham, chien and i had the same meal while barney got fish burger.&lt;br /&gt;gosh. talked alot and yeah, we started talking about some random stuff, and commented about the music and stuff. we all kept persuading barney to listen to &lt;b&gt;if you seek amy&lt;/b&gt; and yeah, miraculously, the radio played it even though the f*** part couldn't be heard properly. haha. as usual, we all went high after our lunch, and gosh, i guess we all were pretty much retarded. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;lessons was pretty much relaxed today too. hm... i preferred the first half of the day, where bio was so fun! mr. tang always tells us really interesting stuff, and yeah, that's really cool! teehee. sitting beside my &lt;b&gt;beloved girlfriend&lt;/b&gt; was great too. haha. her sitting place was so airy, compared to my area. haha. except that you can't eat sweets there, because you have like 95% chance of getting caught by the teachers since they love to move around that area when they talk.&lt;br /&gt;geez. &lt;b&gt;i can't wait for the sheep's heart dissection! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, it's going to be superbly cool, and yeah, all the blood and gore. damn. it's gonna be so exciting! i wonder how ham will take it, maybe she'll faint?&lt;br /&gt;chemistry and a math was surprisingly relaxed too. i didn't have to freak out over the couple of numbers written on the board when i was copying my math notes, thankfully. chem was pretty fun, having to do some number pattern stuff. teehee. i could use some more of such lessons, since i'm pretty much mentally challenged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-2828141902538258306?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-5699825397879170200</id><published>2009-06-30T17:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T17:16:43.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#155</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'M FLU-FREE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank gosh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doctor just said i've got this nasty cough, and i have to take my medication to make the cough go away. but he kept stressing on the importance of taking vitamin c regularly now, since there's H1N1 and that sick people may be more prone to catching the flu.&lt;br /&gt;geez.&lt;br /&gt;lessons was pretty slack today, again. apart from the fact that there was a surprise phsyics lesson today during contact time, and yeah, i'm sure everyone could have enjoyed some time to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;mrs k. was pretty much relaxed today. she started asking us if we've travelled during the hols (i wish i did!) and yeah, she told us about her holidays. i envy her! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she went to rome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i also want! teehee. she sorta forgot about our assignment, and hence, she wanted us to present on some stuff she assigned, which was pretty cool, because my group got the presentation on kalimantan rainforest, hence, we could sorta steal info from our research. lols.&lt;br /&gt;a math was so slack today. haha. coordinate geometry as usual, which was pretty much boring. but i like the gradient thing, because it was really easy, at least for someone of my intelligence level. accidentally spilt water on the floor today, and yeah, ms krishna was like, &lt;em&gt;'who flooded the floor?'&lt;/em&gt; lols. the whole spilt water thing looked really like a river, which was damn cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-5699825397879170200?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/5699825397879170200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=5699825397879170200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/5699825397879170200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/5699825397879170200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/06/155_30.html' title='#155'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-7211600027502110735</id><published>2009-06-27T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T12:32:17.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#155</title><content type='html'>geez.&lt;br /&gt;finally finished geog.&lt;br /&gt;thank gosh!&lt;br /&gt;all that sourcing for articles and whatever shit is making my fingers ache.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, i still haven't finished my chinese. i haven't done the last two newspaper du-hou-gan thingy, and the freaking compo! dammit. i can't even thing of something for the freaking tuo-wu-yan-zhi compo. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, it's like school in 2 day? and somehow, looking at how much homework i've actually done, it doesn't seem pretty exciting. i don't even know what i was writing/calculating for physics, lol. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;golly. i think i'm suffering from bipolar disorder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-7211600027502110735?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/7211600027502110735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=7211600027502110735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7211600027502110735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7211600027502110735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/06/155.html' title='#155'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-1839448492284424106</id><published>2009-06-26T20:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:48:41.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#154</title><content type='html'>dear &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;missy omg-you-totally-suck bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;please stop your freaking immature behaviour and get a life. the whole &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;you've-gotta-help-because-you're-my sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; thing is seriously &lt;u&gt;pissing&lt;/u&gt; me off. i'm not your personal maid ok? i've got work to do, and just because i'm related to you, biologically, does not entitle me to working my ass off for you, helping you do your freaking projects. as in seriously. i don't appreciate the fact that just because i'm older, you take advantage of that and demand for my assistance whenever you can't get your facts right on the internet. oh boy, you've got it easy you know. i help you because i want to. also, whenever you start wailing and whatever fuck you do, i give in because i resisting the urge to slap you in the face. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;trust me, it ain't gonna be a clean thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; i'm not like the i-need-help-so-help-me hotline. i have rights to refuse whenever i want, so stop being a bitch and running to complain to an authoritative figure. gosh. &lt;strong&gt;grow up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;geez. i'm fucking pissed right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title='#154'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-7370729680562116589</id><published>2009-06-25T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:12:16.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#153</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cycling date was great!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i can't wait for our next!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up at tpy station before heading to swensons for lunch. alot of people cut their hair, which was cool, like chienwen's new hair cut! haha.&lt;br /&gt;we took like this super long time to decide on the food because we weren't really hungry, apart from wanying, so we decided to share our food. ordered some combo and some burgers which had america's flags attached to them, of which i took home. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;they're like so cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the drinks were pretty much okay, it's just that our drink tasted really funny. i can't remember the name, but it was like &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;something something fizz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and our flavour was the lime sherbet one. chien and ham ordered the fudge malt, which i had last time, and it had alot in it, even adding onto the second container, lols.&lt;br /&gt;the ice cream part was super cool, because we all shared the ice cream, macademia &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, which was bought using chien's swensons voucher! haha. it was pretty good, apart from the fact that i had too much of the caramel at a go, and it tasted too sweet and thick for my liking. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i'm pretty particular about food&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought hot dog bread with wanying from bread talk before setting off. took bus 31, which we weren't exactly sure where to stop, but yeah, we decided to ask the uncle, who was super nice to direct us, and yeah, tell us when we had to stop! haha. we sorta stoned on the bus trip, and most were like listening to music, while listening to ham talk about &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;what would you rather be, this or that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;when we alighted, we were pretty much clueless about our surroundings, and we asked the 7-11 cashier for directions, which were pretty much helpful. we ended up asking directions from the town council, to which this nice man offered us really detailed directions. we could see the sea in no time, which was pretty cool! haven't been to the beach since a super long time! lols. we went high and started singing songs, which was like really cool. haha.&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching the park/beach, wanying went to rent a bike while amanda wented to rent rollerblades. ham later went to rent rollerblades too. haha. tried to cycle, which was super duper hard because i'm &lt;u&gt;super&lt;/u&gt; short, and my legs aren't all that long, like wanying's, so i couldn't get the bike properly. haha. the pedalling part was hard, and i had the tendency to lean to one side :( haha.&lt;br /&gt;i think i like supporting people when they try to cycle. it's really cool! haha. barney was really hilarious when she started to cycle, because she started going &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ba ba ha ha whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, which was pretty retarded. at least she didn't go all hysterical like ham, whose cries could be heard from a distance, lol. anyway, barney was really good, she actually could cycle, but she kept leaning to one side, something to which we concluded to be due to her butt sitting &lt;u&gt;lop-sided&lt;/u&gt; on the bike. wanying and i stared at her butt position to confirmed, something which &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;seemed pretty perverted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. haha. in no time, i didn't have to support her anymore, even though she started her &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ba ba ha ha whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. wanying then abandoned us and went off to cycle.&lt;br /&gt;she didn't come back after quite some time, and i was like, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;maybe she got kidnapped by some ululu man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. lols. turns out that she actually went far far cycling, and yeah, almost crashed into this really inconsiderate cyclist who came out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;it was time to return the bike, and wanying and i ran after barney, keeping our paces with her cycling pace. it was cool, all that running made me lose 10kg, lols.&lt;br /&gt;after returning the bike and rollerblades, we went to the beach and soaked our feet into the water. t'was really fun! haha, and yeah, it was pretty ticklish at first, but yeah, really therapeutic.&lt;br /&gt;all in all, the day was pretty much cool, and i can't wait for our next cycling date! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;a big thank you to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wanying&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;chienwen&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;barney&lt;/span&gt; who helped me when i was cycling! you guys rock!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-7370729680562116589?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/7370729680562116589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-8100627717111967326</id><published>2009-06-24T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:12:05.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#152</title><content type='html'>got my &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;extensions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; snipped away today. haha, now i have a bush for hair. lols.&lt;br /&gt;went over to kinokuniya to pick up a new book. was spoilt for choice, since there were so many new titles. i wanted to get this book that was out-of-stock, hence i had to reserve it and come back to collect it when it arrives. read the astrology-related books and was instantly hooked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;can't wait for the cycling date tmrw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-8100627717111967326?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/8100627717111967326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=8100627717111967326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/8100627717111967326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/8100627717111967326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/06/152.html' title='#152'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-7934325703956808217</id><published>2009-06-22T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:58:52.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#151</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ghosts of girlfriends past movie date was great!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;something that sucked: &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ruiying couldn't make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; which made the 2/1 '08 guitar clique movie date incomplete. &lt;b&gt;dang.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie was quite ok, apart from the fact that matthew mcconaughey, or connor mead, the main actor, had this perverted look in him throughout the whole show. haha. there were some boring parts, but overall, it's okay with me. the humour was there, but i can't phantom how people would cry watching that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-7934325703956808217?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/7934325703956808217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=7934325703956808217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7934325703956808217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7934325703956808217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/06/151.html' title='#151'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-8340994059542749115</id><published>2009-06-21T15:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T15:27:01.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#150</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i can't take this already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like seriously.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my super distant relatives visited us, and boy, are they a pain in the ass. i'm serious. all they ever talk to us, is how successful their kids are, and how we should learn from them, and their usual chant, &lt;u&gt;study hard&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;study harder&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;study like mad&lt;/u&gt;. those bunch of naggers piss me off. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hello, i know the importance of education, okay? i don't want to hear these things over and over again, every single time they visit us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-8340994059542749115?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/8340994059542749115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=8340994059542749115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/8340994059542749115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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didn't look like they were there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-6030539170516587050?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/6030539170516587050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=6030539170516587050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/6030539170516587050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/6030539170516587050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/06/149.html' title='#149'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-4271580173347172385</id><published>2009-06-17T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T16:12:03.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#148</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'VE LOST 10 POUNDS EXERCISING WITH BARNEY TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;started with our usual 2.4km jog at the stadium, which was unusually crowded with school people today. barney was smart to bring 0.40 bucks to use the lockers to store our stuff, which was pretty handy. i thought the whole jog was more intensive compared to the previous one we had, and i'm sure it's a great stamina booster. :D&lt;br /&gt;went back to her house to rest and slack for sometime before going down to use the exercising corner and play badminton. the exercising corner, as usual, was covered with loads of flies, which i suspect to be fruit flies. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;super gross, i felt like using a vacuum cleaner on them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried the cycling thingy today again, as practice for next week's bicycle-learning session. hehe. didn't do pull-ups this time, for i'm not exactly the most hardworking person when it comes to pe or fitness-related issues, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;played badminton soon after, which was cool, as usual. i'm sure i grew taller from jumping up and down to return the shuttlecock with barney's super high hits. haha. in the process, we concluded that we were animals, and that i was supposedly a &lt;b&gt;rabbit&lt;/b&gt;, which to me, seemed a little unlikely! a rabbit, to me, is a quiet and gentle animal. comparing me to a rabbit, i'm more of the ... supertalkative unknown species. :D i'm pretty sure barney is a dinosaur, a more friendly one though, and one that supposedly not eat humans!&lt;br /&gt;went back to her house to rest, and drank this apple+kiwi apple drink, which was delicious! talked pretty much, and i tried to get her to talk about her invite list for her birthday party, which was pretty unsuccessful. maybe i should go check out tips on how to talk to anyone, with any issue. haha. if such a book existed, it'd be really helpful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-4271580173347172385?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/4271580173347172385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>#147</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;did street sales with barney again today.&lt;br /&gt;on my way to meet her at tpy mrt station, i saw mrs helen tan and her son! her son was so cute, and he said 'jie-jie' to me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;the people were pretty scary, and yes, i got rejected by alot of people, which made me demoralised. &lt;i&gt;i can't see how chienwen does it&lt;/i&gt;, she's da man in doing this kind of thing. i think flag day is so much better, at least you could donate a few coins right? &lt;strong&gt;BUT THIS IS FOR A GOOD CAUSE, SO YEAH :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we finished selling, we went to wheelock place to check out the food shops they had. we want to have ice cream initially, but most of the shops were closed. the toilet was really cool, the whole interior was great, i loved the soap, which smells of sweets. apparently, &lt;strong&gt;barney is scared of the hand dryer, installed there, that blows cold air&lt;/strong&gt;! haha.&lt;br /&gt;went over to borders and checked out the cds there. they supposedly have the headphones thingy which you could preview the music, but it doesn't work for most discs, even the really old ones, let alone the new ones. hence, it really sucked. they couldn't play alot of songs, and the preview of the tracks were really short, so i ran out of stuff to listen to. ended up listening to andrea bocelli's incanto, which really rocked. oh, i played it really loudly, so everyone actually had fine music to listen to, and hence, this can't be considered disturbing the peace and quiet. haha. i liked the african music, and the french ones too. really snazzy!&lt;br /&gt;we got bored of the place and wanted to check out borders bistro. on our way there, we passed by the section on music, and when i glanced at the books for guitar, i feel really noob. i don't get what half the book's saying, and i can't do the chords written there. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i'm such a failure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we passed by this section that sells things like bags, pencil cases and notebooks etc. the stuff there were pretty cool, except that they're super expensive! like really. erm, three bucks for a wrapping paper without design. gosh, that's like daylight robbery!&lt;br /&gt;lunch with barney was at subway, where we had meal of the day, the over roasted chicken breast, which was really yummy. &lt;i&gt;i'm in love with that!&lt;/i&gt; didn't really like the white chip macademia nut cookies, which tasted really weird, and really different from the ones sold at the tpy branch! talked pretty much about barney's birthday party, and she refused to tell me who she wanted to invite! i had to like cross out people whom she didn't exactly relate to, which sucked, and yes, it's a hopeless case.&lt;br /&gt;headed over to takashimaya after lunch, to check out art friend, and to kill time. it was supposedly &lt;u&gt;8000&lt;/u&gt; sq ft, which is holy-gamoly huge, and thus, we started from the end of the shop and decided to walk our way through the entire store. the styrofoam section was pretty cool, and the styrofoam objects were interesting, like the heart-shaped ones. tried on some funky caps made of styrofoam, and this is barney looking cool and snazzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hey there, shark girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SjYs-3Oyq8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/QZNW3MqQyiA/s1600-h/DSC03405+E.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347511066038545346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SjYs-3Oyq8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/QZNW3MqQyiA/s320/DSC03405+E.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then moved on to the shops on the same level, and there's this shop with super cool toys. i forgot the name of the shop though. i loved the mini banjo they were selling, and the woodpecker inspired toy was super cool. the miniature recorder was so darn adorable! and barney's never had a dolls' house before. after we saw the price tag of one, we're like &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;maybe that's why you never got one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; it was like &lt;b&gt;$169.90&lt;/b&gt;! and when we visited this super empty shop that sold some baby stuff, the shop keeper's laptop skin was pretty snazzy! and thus, when barney and me get our laptops, we'll get funkier skins! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i took down a whole list of what she wanted for her birthday, based on the whole&lt;br /&gt;experience at the stores we visited:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;personalised door hanger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;homemade finger puppet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;candle-lit dinner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;personalised mask, or something like the mask featured on phantom of the&lt;br /&gt;opera&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;cushion with ironed-on patches&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;rubber ducky&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;clothed-design journal/organiser&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went gramaphone to check out the cds too. the ipods had limited genres of songs, and they kept playing alien songs which we didn't know. haha. listened to some cool songs, like the don't forget the lyrics soundtracks etc. took photos of barney when she was checking out the songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;she didn't realise i took a photo of her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SjYx4Un1_UI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ZQlAvlq5Tj8/s1600-h/DSC03406+E.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347516451227303234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SjYx4Un1_UI/AAAAAAAAAKA/ZQlAvlq5Tj8/s320/DSC03406+E.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SjYx4qLaalI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Q8eAZ-2TY5M/s1600-h/DSC03407+e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347516457013635666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SjYx4qLaalI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Q8eAZ-2TY5M/s320/DSC03407+e.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;decided to check out takashimaya level two before heading home. we saw zoe, and i couldn't recognise her at first, even though she looks the same, but still, i was like, &lt;i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;is that zoe?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went past this whole line of shops selling delicious, tempting food like bak kwa, and it was damn torturous to walk past them without being able to buy! T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went over to the toy section, where they stocked the soft toys. i like the hammers which went hit against some surface will make weird noises! haha. it was so darn cool, and it was sold at $5.90 each, but i couldn't buy, for i was broke :( we saw this super huge card that related to leaving, which was like $14.90 or something. whoa. spent our time checking out cool stuff, before leaving :( i'd want to go there again! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;can't wait for our exercise date tomorrow!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-2306166749645214117?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SjYs-3Oyq8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/QZNW3MqQyiA/s72-c/DSC03405+E.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-5310867553949761585</id><published>2009-06-14T12:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T12:46:01.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#146</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;我好闷&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'm so proud of myself to have written something chinese since a super long time&lt;/i&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. i don't exactly feel like doing homework anymore.&lt;br /&gt;all that's left is like the geog assignment, social studies source-based practice, english, chinese and super flow project. damnit. so sianx.&lt;br /&gt;furthermore, all because of the stupid H1N1, i can't fly back to texas to see my beloved farm, and all the animals, including mr. piggy wiggy. lols. i'm sure there's going to be the &lt;i&gt;who's got the largest pumpkin&lt;/i&gt; contest, and all because of the stupid virus, i can't take part. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want to watch atashinchi no danshi episode 9!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;but the subbed version's not up yet&lt;/i&gt; =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-5310867553949761585?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/5310867553949761585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=5310867553949761585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/5310867553949761585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/5310867553949761585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/06/146.html' title='#146'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-7306881614227283028</id><published>2009-06-10T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T16:00:08.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#145</title><content type='html'>damn.&lt;br /&gt;my temperature's still no good. &lt;u&gt;38.6&lt;/u&gt; degree celsius! urgh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i can finally play the arpeggio study in d major, all of 6th interval and 1st half of the 10th interval of key of c major without stopping or stumbling over my notes! haha.&lt;br /&gt;habanera solo still sucks. damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-7306881614227283028?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/7306881614227283028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=7306881614227283028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7306881614227283028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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for god's sake. oh, he reminds me of depapepe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jesu, joy of man's desiring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WiNFB213t5k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WiNFB213t5k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hotel california&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ZbZRWINje4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0ZbZRWINje4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mission impossible theme&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5IXa2pNGVj8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5IXa2pNGVj8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pirates of the carribean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g5WB-p-QBJc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g5WB-p-QBJc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when the children cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ppEYGLxT-NQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ppEYGLxT-NQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wake me up when september ends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JsnJftMy9po&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JsnJftMy9po&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-7331347595345546048?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/7331347595345546048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=7331347595345546048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7331347595345546048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7331347595345546048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/06/144.html' title='#144'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-7609815655608047376</id><published>2009-06-10T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T13:10:53.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#143</title><content type='html'>gosh, i can't stand the effing noise outside my house. some bunch of weirdoes came and started taking down the lights at the corridor. damn. heard from my mom that they've been at it since like what, seven thirty? omfg. i could tell that my mom wanted to hurl stones at them. i practically have to blast music to combat the stupid freaking drilling noises.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;currently, i'm down with fever. &lt;u&gt;39.2&lt;/u&gt; degrees celsius apparently. took panadol already. no signs of running nose or cough. which basically translate to, i should be H1N1 virus free. if my fever does not subside, i can't go for tomorrow's ss meeting. damn.&lt;br /&gt;i hate fevers! i feel sick whenever i have them. they're irritating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-7609815655608047376?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/7609815655608047376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=7609815655608047376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7609815655608047376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7609815655608047376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/06/143.html' title='#143'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-9086412603451768799</id><published>2009-06-09T20:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T21:57:34.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#142</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;date with cheryl was great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hm... she thinks that i blog too seriously, really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; shall try to lighten up the mood?&lt;br /&gt;met her at marymount, was late for about 10 mins, sorry! haha. took this long train ride to boonlay, where we talked for some time. it's fun talking to her, she damn &lt;u&gt;adorable&lt;/u&gt;. haha. can't say cute, cause it means ugly but adorable. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i don't see the link between ugly and adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; lols.&lt;br /&gt;waited for 251 to arrive before boarding to birdpark. got our tickets and entered the park. the birds are pretty cool, erm, pretty huge and they're pretty peculiar. like that huge white bird which simply &lt;u&gt;loves&lt;/u&gt; to scratch himself with his beak. lols. wanted to go to the world of darkness thingy, but cheryl kept refusing and stuff, so yeah, decided to go later -.-&lt;br /&gt;walked around and went to watch the bird show, which was so COOL. the birds are so smart and stuff, and i bet if i were a bird, i'd most probably be pretty stupid and shot down by bird-hunters or something. haha. the bird show people were pretty lame, after every part of the show, they'd stop to promote something of their merchandise. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it can be rather irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; my favourite bird of the show was someone called &lt;u&gt;johnny&lt;/u&gt;, even though i haven't a clue which bird it was, but yeah, it's got my surname for its name. cool! haha.&lt;br /&gt;walked pretty much after watching the show, and we saw plenty of birds, big, small, white, black, grey, colorful. i liked the birds from the descendants of dinosaurs exhibit the most, especially the ostrich. there's this ostrich that sorta followed us for sometime before thinking deciding that we weren't interesting enough to hold his attention. haha. the trivia facts states one record height of the ostrich is like 2.74 or 2.76m! OH-EM-GEE! he's like taller than yao ming. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;that ostrich should go for nba!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; the cassowary is so disappointing. he kept emo-ing in some corner. damn.&lt;br /&gt;looked at some more birds like the hornbills and the toucans and the eagles.&lt;br /&gt;turned out that the world of darkness thingy wasn't anything scary, and the owls didn't have scary red eyes like i expected them to have. sobs. :'( it'd much cooler if they did. ooh, this bird, i can't remember the name, it looked really hedwig from harry potter! haha.&lt;br /&gt;went to visit the penguins. the place they were kept in was damn cooling, the air-con was pretty strong, damn shiok. haha. whoa. the penguins super adorable, especially the smaller ones. they looked like they were punched in the eyes, for they had black eye rings! haha. oh, and i finally found out how they slept. they can't sleep like the way we do, for if they did, i doubt they'd be able to get up, and most probably would suffocate! they sleep standing upright, with their heads bend over, their beaks tucked 'into' their fins. t'was a funny sight at first. there was this weird penguin who kept shaking his butt, which turned out to be pooping, according to cheryl. haha.&lt;br /&gt;decided to have lunch at somewhere at boonlay interchange. wanted to follow 194 and see if there's some bus stop nearby, which turns out to be non-existing. went back to the original bus stop and found that 194 actually goes back to boonlay interchange!&lt;br /&gt;walked around before finding kopitiam. the place damn freaking big larh. when you want to take a look at the food stalls, you have to like run to get to the other side of the stalls. quite annoying, actually. ate yong tau foo soup with tofu in it :) &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;my favourite food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; cheryl ate this noodle thingy with some sickeningly sweet soup, too darn sweet for my taste. had to down water after tasting it. lols. talk pretty much, got to know her more. she really really super adorable. lols.&lt;br /&gt;walked around the place and talked pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;overall, i enjoyed myself pretty much. haha.&lt;br /&gt;shall post about desiree's birthday lunch tomorrow. i'm damn tired. going to crash now. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-9086412603451768799?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/9086412603451768799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=9086412603451768799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/9086412603451768799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/9086412603451768799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/06/142.html' title='#142'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-3354140771427905518</id><published>2009-06-07T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:26:18.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#141</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;clique date at ham's house was great!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed myself pretty much!&lt;br /&gt;man, all those games we played were really exciting, i personally loved ticket to ride the best :D lols. it was great having to strategise, even though our dearest barney didn't :) i loved kaili's route the best, it was freaking long, even though we kinda blocked her initial, and yes, chien's too! haha. well, they blocked me first. then again, you can't help but block, to continue with your route and stuff. haha!&lt;br /&gt;hm... playing badminton with barney, ham, chien and rachael/rachel was great too. even though i sorta need extra practice :) it was pretty fun, because we played on the road, which is something i haven't done before. it was pretty fun calling out 'car' whenever we see cars coming. oh, i keep hitting the shuttlecock up the tree, and yes, all over the place. it once fell into the drain, and super rachel/rachael came to our rescue to retrieve the shuttlecock :D played with ham, and took a break. whoa, barney and rachel/rachael were damn good, and yes, it was like, they hit high and hard and the shuttlecock flew from one place to another consequetively for some time before it fell to the ground. we went to 'play' with this marley-lookalike dog named twister, which chien initially thought was 'krystal/crystal'. lols.&lt;br /&gt;we had lunch and slacked pretty much, eating yummy beehoon and jello and ice cream. i still think the mint choc chip tasted and looked pretty much like &lt;u&gt;toothpaste&lt;/u&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we played taboo, which turned out to be funny, retarded yet seriously fun! haha. i mean, i hyperventilated pretty much and yes, it was really retarded. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i wish we had taken a video of us all playing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; i still remembered my taboo card on 'mole'. i was like, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;something black on your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, and someone yelled out 'pimple'! haha. i laughed pretty hard on that one!&lt;br /&gt;had to go soon after, hence, we played a fast game, something about sleeping queens. it was fun too, with funny rules, and yes, funny queens of something, like pancake queen or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh, thank you barney for pei-ing me to get my stuff from popular!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-3354140771427905518?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/3354140771427905518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=3354140771427905518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/3354140771427905518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/3354140771427905518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/06/141.html' title='#141'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-6436530402702084248</id><published>2009-06-02T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:37:22.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#140</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;exercise date with barney was damn fun!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;we actually started our exercise at 7++ and ended around 11.30am! haha. that's about 4 1/2 hrs of exercising, yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;let's see, we ran from toa payoh to malaysia, and at the checkpoints, we realised we forgot to take our passports, and we had to come back to take them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had that much stamina to run so much, but yes, t'was a great experience today!&lt;br /&gt;started out with a 2.4km run at toa payoh stadium, where we ran with some bunch of much older people, who were surprisingly much fitter than us. hmph!&lt;br /&gt;oh, the people practicing tai-chi were simply hilarious, and the exercises they did made me laugh big time. there were these people who sat on this track, sitting on their make-shift mats made of towels, whom we thought were going to do yoga or something, but turned out to be they were simply resting. sheesh! i'd have thought they were some yoga professionals!&lt;br /&gt;completed our run with much laughter, and plenty of jokes said, which was really fun. we then headed back to barney's house to grab the badminton rackets.&lt;br /&gt;barney was my badminton coach, teaching me how to 'serve' and all, because i simply can't do badminton :D haha, we got plenty of fans watching us, even though they were only babies, but still, they drooled over us playing! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;we left the court to train our inclined pull-ups at the exercising corner, where it was infested with flies! urgh. i had to keep swatting them away! there's this girl who could swing herself like one of those circus folks, which was simply awesome! haha.&lt;br /&gt;we then went to some sheltered 'dome' and played badminton again, and this time, we could play pretty well. haha. both of us advanced &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;some levels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, and yes, we managed to play with both left and right hands. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;hence, i'd like to take this opportunity to thank &lt;b&gt;dearest barney&lt;/b&gt; for helping me become someone who can actually play badminton!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, and wanying agreed to teach me how to cycle! haha. i can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-6436530402702084248?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/6436530402702084248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=6436530402702084248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/6436530402702084248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/6436530402702084248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/06/140.html' title='#140'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-5789833298820616094</id><published>2009-05-31T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T10:22:40.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#139</title><content type='html'>dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;susan boyle won second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-5789833298820616094?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/5789833298820616094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=5789833298820616094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/5789833298820616094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/5789833298820616094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/05/139.html' title='#139'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-8883368311005847566</id><published>2009-05-30T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T18:19:06.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#138</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Losing Someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 88%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You love affection and the people in your life more than anything. Your greatest fear is that one day someone you care about won't be there anymore. You are a very friendly and inviting person, who draws in a lot of friendships with your kind, considerate, and loyal nature. However, deep down you are slightly insecure and unsure of yourself. You couldn't deal with it if you didn't have one of your loved ones in your life anymore. You don't have too much to worry about though, because with a friend like you, no one will want to lose you either!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Being Alone&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 69%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Disappointment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 45%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Where Your life is Going&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 28%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Looked down on&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 24%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Death&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 15%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Commitment&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 0%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_is_your_true_fear"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-8883368311005847566?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-8648002698434281098</id><published>2009-05-30T17:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T18:11:37.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#137</title><content type='html'>back from my grocery trip at ntuc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;dang, i'm starving, for i had brunch at 11.45am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've realised how i'm pretty much addicted to using the computer, rather than feeling motivated to check my diary for the homework i'm supposed to complete, hence, i shall post my to-do-list to make me actually keep track what i'm supposed to complete. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;afterall, i must start chionging this holidays, and stop fooling around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;to-do-list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;english&lt;/strong&gt; - section A: essay writing (planning), section B: newspaper and magazine articles (research + oral presentation)&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; i don't need to feel motivated to do this, for we weren't even informed that we had english homework for the hols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; lols.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;higher chinese&lt;/strong&gt; - 3 test papers, a journal entry every week, some essay on using an item to represent, 2 newspaper after-thoughts every week, practice oral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;dang, this is so much of chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e math&lt;/strong&gt; - exercises from pass with distinction book &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;a. math&lt;/strong&gt; - exercises from a. math wkbk: chp 1 ex 1c (pg 2), chp 2 ex 2d (pg 8), chp 3 ex 3e (pg 15), chp 4 ex 4f (pg 20), chp 8 ex 8c (pg 58)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i haven't even read anything yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;physics&lt;/strong&gt; - 2003 and 2005 mid-year paper [mcq done for both papers], proposal for the physics-cum-geography flow project (due on 5th june, 1pm), research or paper done on the project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;dang, some stupid project to add on to our super duper heavy workload.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;chemistry&lt;/strong&gt; - 2006 mid year papers, target revision worksheet [redox] (mcq done for test paper)&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;biology&lt;/strong&gt; - 2003 &amp;amp; 2004 mid-year papers&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;geography &lt;/strong&gt;- causes, effects, measures taken to reduce effects of deforestation of amazon rainforest and kalimantan rainforest, do a summary of the articles and submitted in a scrapbook format or file; read up on natural vegetation.&lt;br /&gt;lol. &lt;i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;amazon rainforest reminds me of nat tong saying that the forest is found in USA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;social studies&lt;/strong&gt; - tanglin sec final term paper, webquest on governance in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;dang. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i'm pretty sick and tired of all these projects, even interesting ones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. damn, we have plenty of homework! hell, this is simply some homework boot-camp. &lt;i&gt;i'm seeing stars.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-8648002698434281098?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-2151194853228827124</id><published>2009-05-29T18:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T18:55:48.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#136</title><content type='html'>mass was &lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt;! i enjoyed it pretty much, even the homily was pretty funny. &lt;i&gt;father barre &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;coming to ij was pretty hilarious, if i should say so myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; a sad point to note, they didn't play my favourite hymn/song, &lt;u&gt;spirit wings&lt;/u&gt;! i love that song pretty much. sang the founder's day song, which was pretty ok, and the school song had people singing at different timings, whereby some were much faster than the rest :)&lt;br /&gt;we went back to class after mass, where we had major spring cleaning session! wheesh. the class is as dusty as usual! we used the dettol left in class to clean most of the dirtiest areas of the class, and the result is greyish-black toilet paper or rags! simply gross to look at, in a way.&lt;br /&gt;got our results back after spring cleaning. managed to pass all my subjects, and sadly they didn't round up my english score. i could have move up a band with that! they didn't include the level ranking though, and i was pretty glad the comments from mrs tang was pretty positive. i've gotten used to having &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;blah blah is a quiet and mature girl...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;that kinda crap.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with barney and ham after school, where we headed to our almost-usual hunt, mcdonalds! had the same lunch set, owing to the fact that there wasn't any more breakfast :( saw my sister there having food with her friends too.&lt;br /&gt;we talked pretty much, and it was pretty cool having meals together again. sadly, chienwen couldn't make it... planned our cip outing, and decided on the dates pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty excited for our to-be-planned exercise date together! i don't mind playing anything, so long it's not swimming! i hate wearing anything freakingly tight and yes, i'm sorta too dense for the water.  it'll be great if we could play some ball games to train ham for next year's games day for basketball. hopefully, she won't have to be a reserve, and actually score plenty for her team! haha. oh, i don't mind badminton too! haha, can train my 'serve' and all! oh, barney, do remember our badminton-plan! haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, hopefully i can learn to cycle this holidays too. my uncle promised me a bike if i could ever learn it! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-2151194853228827124?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-6166268312469510952</id><published>2009-05-28T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T18:04:33.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#135</title><content type='html'>geog &lt;strong&gt;sucked&lt;/strong&gt; plenty today. like really.&lt;br /&gt;i don't get what her freaking problem is. like hell she haven't been late to class before. i mean, she totally has to ruin my perfectly good mood, after being in the air conditioned computer lab, together with the desert-like classroom.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what a good time to pms, huh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch, after school, with clique in school. we all had curry rice! yum. that's like one of my favourite food in school. wanying and amanda joined us, and we all talked pretty much. i guess i didn't feel that angry anymore, seeing how the situation actually changed :)&lt;br /&gt;we then followed pamela and chienwen to change, where we sat outside the toilet, at the stairs, waiting for them to finish. talked pretty much to dearest kaili, and we joked about her missing rehearsals with her musical peeps, namely the upcoming musical in which Barney's starring in. she claims to be the well-loved barney. haha. we also joked about how she has to rush for her fitting session with her new costume for the musical, whereby her previous one had Barney's head 1.5cm too large. lols.&lt;br /&gt;oh, during our time sitting on the stairs, we first saw dearest chinyen, walking with shipei and yunlu. when we shouted hello, they didn't reply, let alone hear what we said. so we repeated and repeated, and we were ignored. :( then again, we saw the sheryl and cheryl walking past, so we tried again and called to them, saying hello and stuff, but they couldn't hear! sheesh! being ignored once is fine, but twice is just pretty pathetic in a way. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-6166268312469510952?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/6166268312469510952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=6166268312469510952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/6166268312469510952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/6166268312469510952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/05/135.html' title='#135'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-9151420280426435414</id><published>2009-05-27T18:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:04:37.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#134</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i take back what i said today about my body not hurting. gosh, after lugging that stack of books home (chemistry, physics, biology and a. math), coupled with my guitar, my whole body aches like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;not to mention my toe having its toe nail ripped off, damn. i've got to like soak it in salt-water bath for like 15 mins. sheesh, it just hurts big time now.&lt;br /&gt;damnit.&lt;br /&gt;talk about problems, dude.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;people just don't get how lucky they really are. look at the world now, i mean, it all seems pretty f*uked up, to me. global warming, the soon-to-be shortage of water, recession, sheesh. people have it much more worse than some people who just can't take it in their stride. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm pretty serious. there always has to be a give and take, if you're perfect in some way, embrace the fact that you're imperfect in other ways, and strive to improve. don't impose on others. i'm really tired of facing you, and your irrational mood swings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-9151420280426435414?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-1474437362112562815</id><published>2009-05-26T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T18:56:57.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#133</title><content type='html'>had interclass games today.&lt;br /&gt;t'was pretty cool, apart from the fact that there were a few people who got injured. i jammed my toes pretty much, and now a toe is hurting from its nail being scraped. ):&lt;br /&gt;the whole event was cool, where i saw how different people played in the event that they had signed up for. everyone was freaking &lt;b&gt;awesome&lt;/b&gt;, so kudos to ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-1474437362112562815?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-6494187876493461917</id><published>2009-05-21T18:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T18:56:03.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#132</title><content type='html'>scraped a distinction for a. math, thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;it pulled my overall subject percentage up, which is pretty cool. oh, i didn't really like that extra physics mark added, for it made me angry that i didn't manage to score an extra mark to move up a band! damn.&lt;br /&gt;pretty satisfied with my results, considering i haven't failed any, thank gosh, and yes, i could have done greater if not for all those careless mistakes. :D&lt;br /&gt;stayed back for ij fiesta stuff today, which was pretty cool. we learnt how to bead hair, and yes, it was really awesome. hm... there was no practice for the nails part, for we don't want to waste the stuff and hopefully, whatever i do for the customers tomorrow will turn out right! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-6494187876493461917?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/6494187876493461917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=6494187876493461917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/6494187876493461917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/6494187876493461917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/05/132.html' title='#132'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-6721791150813008544</id><published>2009-05-19T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T17:11:29.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#131</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MORE CHECKING OF SCRIPTS TODAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grades were pretty much expected, apart from geog. hm... i didn't want to think too much of what i'd get, especially for physics, chemistry and geography. was pretty worried for biology too, owing to the fact that i didn't really think i did all that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I PASSED MY TRIPLE SCIENCE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;thank you for that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was hyperventilating when we collected our physics scripts, and i pretty much said the f**k word plenty of times when i first checked the total mark i've got, owing to the fact that i thought i've gotten a 40. it was pretty hilarious actually, for nat chang was sorta laughing and telling to shush. t'was a pretty vulgar moment, but i really thought i'd failed. haha. pretty glad that my hard work actually paid off, all that crazy revision of physics. even though i scraped, it was still halleluiah for me, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;chemistry made me rather disappointed, for i could have gotten much better, if i had actually studied much harder. but oh wells, actually i passed! haha. getting an overall A grade for eoy+mye might be pretty tough, but i'll try my best :D&lt;br /&gt;geography was a shocker for me. i mean, i thought i'd fail again, owing to the fact that i actually have never passed a geography test set/given to us by our geog teacher, and how she demands so much from us, and yes, being rather mean to mark so strictly! thankfully i didn't fail, and my score actually pulled up my combined humanities grade! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-6721791150813008544?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/6721791150813008544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=6721791150813008544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/6721791150813008544'/><link rel='self' 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really, without those stupid careless mistakes, and that question being copied wrongly, i could have gotten another band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;damn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-2791450646057672204?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/2791450646057672204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=2791450646057672204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/2791450646057672204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/2791450646057672204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/05/130.html' title='#130'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-3611643294961902058</id><published>2009-05-15T11:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T11:59:03.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#129</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lunch with clique was great!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had long john silvers for lunch, owing to the fact that we couldn't have the japanese restaurant food due to the fact that i don't eat spaghetti and they sold that! &lt;i&gt;sorry, i pretty picky with my food!&lt;/i&gt; damn, i really should start forcing myself to have pasta often, and train myself to eat that.&lt;br /&gt;the food wasn't really all-so-great and worth the money, and yes, it was practically all oil. we sort of regretted wasting our money on food that didn't make us satisfied, unlike subway! :D haha. we talked for a while before going to the ice cream place chien brought us.&lt;br /&gt;the ice cream at udders were &lt;u&gt;great&lt;/u&gt;! haha. i really wanted more after that. we all bought at least a flavour different from each other and tried each other's ice cream, which was pretty cool. chien's baileys was pretty alcoholic and stang my tongue for a bit. haha, but overall, it was great. oh, and that place had ice cream with pretty weird flavours, like kimchi ice cream and some ice cream with sweat in it. weird!&lt;br /&gt;went over to toys r us after dessert. we passed by the build-a-bear place and it was pretty cool seeing all the miniature clothes and accessories of the bear and stuff. the voice-stuffing machine was really cool, especially the tune of happy birthday! haha. &lt;i&gt;i really want a build-a-bear!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our time at toys r us was pretty retarded but fun! we were practically laughing throughout the time we were there. the toy cars were pretty cool, and yeah, all the toys and all really made me miss the good ol' childhood days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-3611643294961902058?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/3611643294961902058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=3611643294961902058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/3611643294961902058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/3611643294961902058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/05/129.html' title='#129'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-3633573567201964392</id><published>2009-05-13T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T16:45:17.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#128</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EXAMS ARE OVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;thank you for that!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screwed up a. math big time, hence, it's pretty hard that i'll score a distinction, to which i hope, pray and cross my fingers hard for. &lt;i&gt;won't have to do that pile of a. math hw that she'll give!&lt;/i&gt;. honestly, the homework that she gives are definitely harder than what is tested in the exams!&lt;br /&gt;ate macs with kai and pam. chien had a 6-hour long tuition, so she couldn't make it, &lt;b&gt;sadly&lt;/b&gt;. when we queued up, the breakfast menu changed to the lunch menu, much to my displeasure. i really wanted to have some more of that delicious sausage and egg mcmuffin! haha.&lt;br /&gt;bought our food and sat down.&lt;br /&gt;gosh, the people sitting behind us were simply &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OBNOXIOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;really, they pissed me off big time. i mean, whenever we talked, they'd echo what we said and add in snide comments. that really made me want to shut them up. they were like, fck here, fck there. boy, was i pissed. sheesh! oh, and when we were talking, this guy threw a pencil at me! urgh. talk about immaturity!&lt;br /&gt;sigh. talking about that makes me feel angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;looking forward to lunch date with friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-3633573567201964392?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/3633573567201964392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=3633573567201964392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/3633573567201964392'/><link 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-8309214540428416229?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/8309214540428416229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=8309214540428416229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/8309214540428416229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/8309214540428416229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/05/127.html' title='#127'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-2145984223058241730</id><published>2009-05-08T12:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T12:22:22.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#126</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;MAS SELAMAT GOT CAUGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-2145984223058241730?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/2145984223058241730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>#125</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;chemistry was bad, but not as bad as physics! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully, they didn't give much questions on the ones related to the freaking porous pot! &lt;i&gt;dang, i didn't know what the freaking question was talking about. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the redox wasn't all that bad, thankfully, except i got pretty confused halfway through the series of questions. oh, and i hated the first question of the mcq. it got my stumped, and i stared hard at it for a few minutes before i just randomly wrote an answer. sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's one more exam for those who take literature in our class, and 2 more to go for those who take biology! hopefully, i can score an A in more a. math and biology! haha. dang, i'd really want to see what sort of questions ms krishna's gonna set for the paper (if she's the setter). hopefully she doesn't go all crazy and start giving us all the hard ones!&lt;div 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title='#125'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-6027696657152845128</id><published>2009-05-05T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T18:24:46.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#124</title><content type='html'>damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;physics was a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sucker&lt;/span&gt; today!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't do half the questions on the paper!&lt;br /&gt;oh boy, it's probably a big hairy F on my report grade for physics already.&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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near decent, and not plain mutilated like the one on saturday. i practically had an eye-brow extension&lt;/i&gt;! haha. it was pretty unnerving as we all approached the concert hall, but yeah, most of us were able to take the pressure and all, no big crying sessions. oh, and this pair of weird guys walked past us and commented on how our guitar costume was &lt;u&gt;pretty&lt;/u&gt;. i pretty much gaped at that sentence for some time. lol.&lt;br /&gt;then again, as syf's going, it marks the nearing of the exams, which is pretty scary in a way. i mean, i really hope to &lt;b&gt;pass&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;every&lt;/u&gt; single subject i've had, and yes, try to score as many As as possible. especially for biology and a. math :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-8807303943173438914?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-7165579612029476423</id><published>2009-04-24T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T19:14:24.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#122</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I FINALLY PASSED PHYSICS AND CHEMISTRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;thank God for that.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though my chemistry and physics paper was filled with careless mistake like that stupid pressure question on the bicycle thing and the mcq question which mrs tay admitted to being a trick question, but yes, i'm pretty glad i passed. it just goes to show that i actually &lt;u&gt;have&lt;/u&gt; that 1% intelligence, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, for mid-years, i can score a B3 for physics! i'll be really happy if i don't fail, considering how i totally can't see how inematics, force and moments actually work, and how the stupid vector graphs don't sink into me, but yes, i really hope to pass. it'll be great if i actually get an A2 or something, but i guess it's too much to ask of a seasoned failure of physics. provided i work super hard for the subject, and that i were to be super careful, maybe i could. oh, and for chemistry, i must really score well for this. i mean, i like the chapters on periodic table and reactivity series, they're pretty logical and stuff, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;hm... as for a math, it seems pretty much difficult to attain a minimum of A2 to avoid having tripled a math homework for the holidays, considering how ms krishna wants to drill the whole 5 chapters into us. she seems to be super pissed off at having to repeat herself over and over again about the graph thing. i definitely piss her off, i know, on the account of how dense i actually am. sheesh. i really have to work hard and pray hard. maybe i'll pray to saint jude or something. i really am a &lt;b&gt;hopeless&lt;/b&gt; case for math. both e and a. i'm pretty careless and forget my formulas very easily. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MUST PASS THIS MID-YEARS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-7165579612029476423?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/7165579612029476423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=7165579612029476423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7165579612029476423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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advance so fast if i was put in such a situation in secondary 1, anyway. oh, i love my lovers' theme part, it's just so cool! plus it's pretty different from the rest, so yeah, i feel happy playing that piece. hopefully, we'll be able to clinch a gold or gold w' honors for syf!&lt;br /&gt;oh, something funny happened after cca too. when marian and me finished keeping our guitars and was heading down the stairs, marian wanted to scare clare, regina or sarah, and thus, we ran down to the third floor and hid between some dark, abandoned space and waited there before springing out on them as they came down. sarah screamed pretty much, her reaction was pretty hilarious, and we all laughed. man, was it fun! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-7872707293775413508?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-1511699261643677662</id><published>2009-04-07T20:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:08:36.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#120</title><content type='html'>pretty happy about 1 thing this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MRS TAN IS FINALLY &lt;u&gt;BACK&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was anticipating this to happen, and boy, was i over the moon to see her. she was still the same, and thankfully, she remembers me! haha. i practically hyperventilated to see her. XD i guess plenty were, &lt;i&gt;anyway&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, there are plenty of depressing issues to talk about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. exams approaching!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just has to happen, i mean, urgh. i definitely have to work doubly hard to ensure a pass in physics, chemistry and geography, and hopefully maintain As in both maths. sigh. life &lt;u&gt;sucks&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. certain class issues, as usual.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's probably as kai mentioned in the class blog, we're not as united as we were during camp. i mean, nobody really cares much about the class, recently, apart from the class comm and some other people. it isn't just about inidividuality amongst all of us, but how we unite together, and all that stuff. if we don't achieve that, i guess spending 2 years together is just gonna make us strangers, in a way. &lt;i&gt;sigh&lt;/i&gt;. in general, it seems as though nobody, maybe some do, cares about such stuff, sadly.&lt;br /&gt;then again, it may be just me being more sensitive to such issues, but yeah, such stuff just makes me go emo-er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. syf approaching!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap. i'm pretty psyched about it, and yet, pretty freaked out about how it's only &lt;u&gt;20&lt;/u&gt; more days away. i mean, i haven't memorised the second song due to the fact that i've just gotten the new scores. which actually suck, but the new part is way cooler than my previous part. but then again, i guess the pressure really is acting up, whereby we're all pressurised to do well, and clinch a gold, if not, better still, a gold with honors, for the CCA and school and bring back the glory blah blah. &lt;i&gt;sigh&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;*digress*&lt;br /&gt;*digress*&lt;br /&gt;*digress*&lt;br /&gt;ok, back to chemistry worksheets. sheesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-4879945769619521146</id><published>2009-04-03T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T20:24:54.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#120</title><content type='html'>major meltdown in class today.&lt;br /&gt;yeesh.&lt;br /&gt;was pretty pissed with certain issues today. it just goes to show how people aren't perfect in many ways. &lt;i&gt;sigh&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;oh, i don't think mrs tan came to school today. i actually tried to look to see if she did come, but sadly, she didn't. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-4879945769619521146?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-1429504955470546363</id><published>2009-04-02T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:50:14.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#119</title><content type='html'>lunch with kai was &lt;b&gt;GREAT&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;i&gt;not to mention subway melt, of course&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we had this long talk, as usual, but it was really fun talking to her. sigh. times like these are the best. we all tend to go high after eating, and hence, go high together really lifts my mood for the day. :) plus we were pretty happy that the subway meals came back!&lt;br /&gt;oh, while having lunch, we saw this old lady going around the place selling tissues in packs of three, and because she did not have any license, it was actually illegal. she came for about three times before this group of girls actually gave her money. wow.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, school was bad, as usual. the whole thing about &lt;i&gt;when you actually are in secondary 3, you won't care about scoring straight As, but rather passing&lt;/i&gt; is so totally &lt;u&gt;true&lt;/u&gt;! i mean, i'll probably rejoice if i actually pass this physics test, and i'd probably jump for joy if i score a B3 for physics in SA1 or something, because it'll definitely be a distinction grade in the eyes of a physics flunker. sheesh. and yes, chemistry test grades were a &lt;u&gt;disappointment&lt;/u&gt;, as usual. i guess i'd better not rely on luck anymore, and seriously start hitting the books. oh, how i wish i could score an A for SA1 chemistry. &lt;i&gt;sigh.&lt;/i&gt; why are we seriously having so much problems.&lt;br /&gt;and chinese oral &lt;b&gt;sucked&lt;/b&gt;, as usual. i can't fathom why i always don't speak well, after entering secondary school. my chinese oral standard in primary school was way better than my current standard. sheesh. at this rate, with my current sucky performance in chinese, i really wonder if i'll do well for express chinese 'o' levels this year. lao shi makes it sound really bad. it'll be extremely dampening to flunk it. i really hope to get an A! damn.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and kaili told me that &lt;b&gt;mrs tan is coming back to teach, soon!&lt;/b&gt; man, was i glad to hear that. &lt;i&gt;my idol has finally come back!&lt;/i&gt; haha. and that actually reminded me of my current grades. if she were to actually do what she claimed to do, like checking up on her ex-students' grades, then i'd definitely be in trouble, for i'm a physics-chemistry-math-geog-all-star-flunker and idiot-times-infinity. :)&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i really need that brain-intelligence-booster operation now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-1429504955470546363?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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/&gt;tests have gone and passed, and more to come next week, like the chinese &lt;u&gt;oral&lt;/u&gt; and also, the physics test. &lt;b&gt;crap.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was normal as usual.&lt;br /&gt;oh, we had our vocab test and it was pretty much ok for me, just that i forgot a word in our vocabulary bank and thus, caused me to lose marks. but yeah, on the whole it was a pretty ok thing.&lt;br /&gt;math sucked, and as usual, dearest &lt;b&gt;elsa&lt;/b&gt; the &lt;u&gt;duck&lt;/u&gt; was being a total smarty-pants by finishing her paper in less than 20 mins or so, leaving me jealous and amazed at her brain intelligence capacity, in the context of math. gosh. she had plenty of time to stone and do her usual doodlings, which were, effortlessly, awesome. haha. it's pretty dampening on me to have such a brilliant and flawless partner! &lt;s&gt;damn&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;had a pretty much boring assembly, and being bored, i made a paper ezlink for &lt;i&gt;dearest&lt;/i&gt; chinyen, whom i hoped would sleep and not notice that i had placed the ezlink into her wallet but she was awake, sadly. the whole overseas cip thing was cool, and much as i want to go for the sabah trip, i couldn't, due to various reasons such as the possibility of chinese 'o' levels falling near that period of time. sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;oh, and when assembly ended and we filed back to class, ms krishna came up to me and told me how badly i did for my a math hols hw, which pretty much dampened my mood again. was pretty upset with the intellectually-disabled me and yes, i sulked for a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was great, though. missed group lunches with clique, and yes, it was pretty nostalgic for the whole thing. :)&lt;br /&gt;ended up at macs after much deliberating and ordered our set meals before starting to eat. had some conversation and laughed pretty much. it was pretty fun to have us all laugh at some random stuff or something, and yes, we all went high pretty soon. we had all the lame jokes and also talked about every single thing under the sun, and whatever not i can't remember. haha.&lt;br /&gt;had some ice cream and went super duper high. we talked plenty and kaili led us to the topic of ghost stories! she was like telling us about a certain class or something on the fourth level, where it was claimed that there was a head of a nun on the fan or something. it freaked everyone out and we all launched into ghost-story telling mode, where pamela was complaining about it and yes, it was pretty freaky to bring back the bad memories of those stories which i heard throughout my secondary school life. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;then again, food always makes us all very bonded and happy and crazy and everything mad. yeesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-516037328413545535?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-8512533663250029207</id><published>2009-03-26T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T16:13:23.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>118</title><content type='html'>life sucks, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i just had this huge realization how seriously &lt;b&gt;mentally-challenged&lt;/b&gt; am i. god.&lt;br /&gt;like for ss, i was just writing down a few common criteria for the source-based question given to us, and when we checked our answers, mine didn't exactly fit into her answer-scheme. i panicked a little, and tried to reason with myself on how relevant my answers were to the question and found out how i actually have written some stupid unrelated crap.&lt;br /&gt;also, as usual, for a math, my brain just refused to work or anything. i couldn't think straight as usual, and even with my holiday hw, it sucked pretty much. my answers did not even answer the question. i mean, i don't even understand how i got the derived the solution. i mean, an easy question is perceived as &lt;i&gt;difficult&lt;/i&gt; to me.&lt;br /&gt;damn it. i'm just retarding.&lt;br /&gt;at this rate, i'll probably fail 'o' levels, get shipped off to some super rich country and being forced to work, being it using manual labour or something, because of me lacking intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-8512533663250029207?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/8512533663250029207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=8512533663250029207' title='0 Comments'/><link 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going to have a huge bout of tests coming our way, from physics to chemistry, from english vocab thingy to chinese oral, and more.&lt;br /&gt;crap. i'm probably going to fail physics once again.&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-6095000591869909899?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/6095000591869909899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=6095000591869909899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/6095000591869909899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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really fun!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;twister really got my scalp dirty and it took me some time to get rid of the stupid food coloring, which left me having green scalp. :D&lt;br /&gt;well, made a few friends, who were super nice and fun to be with, and yes, on the whole, i enjoyed myself plenty. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-1705929508585081322?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/1705929508585081322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=1705929508585081322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/1705929508585081322'/><link rel='self' 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marks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, yeah, i'm got like... Fs and stuff, and yes, my mom's going to be so proud of me. NOT. she's probably going to hurl when she sees the super ugly progress report.&lt;br /&gt;not to mention my physics mark. &lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to see the horrified look on her face, man.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i'm probably the only one who did so badly in class, and yes, even failing the recent a. math test. gosh. i seriously think i should go for some bain intelligence booster operation, and hopefully, it'll make me smarter and more intelligent by an INFINITY times. &lt;br /&gt;gosh. farming in texas was soooo much better than facing a. math/physics problems.&lt;br /&gt;being a sec3 sucks.&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-3329490839296403911?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-7496515562053013228</id><published>2009-02-28T13:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T13:51:57.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#114</title><content type='html'>ok... life's been hectic, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;for a start, there was the honors day ceremony today. my, was it grand. i mean, there were plenty of 'decorations' which made the invited guests probably feel like they're in the amazon or something, pretty freaky. oh, thankfully i wore slippers to school, for my legs hurt like shit due to the fact that they've been squeezed into some quirky creation of fashion, which restricts movement if not practiced or broken into. and stupid me did not even bring plasters, or break the shoes in, thus, i've got blisters on my toes. &lt;i&gt;honestly, i wonder how the teachers even survive wearing those things?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, i was pretty nervous about playing in front of so many people, and from past experiences, we always tend to rush, to which we also did today, and so, i couldn't move much to the beat.&lt;br /&gt;slacked pretty much after our performance, where we had to change the strings of our guitars. gosh. i never knew changing the strings could be such a difficult thing, for it took me quite some time to change the first string, and it took a much longer time for me to tune the guitar. at first it sounded really horrible, but now, only my sixth string is alittle out, and that i'd probably have to borrow someone's tuner to tune. otherwise, it generally turned out ok, and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sad thing to note would be my chamistry results. i mean, i didn't know my chemistry was that sucky. i really hoped to have scraped through, but i guess i was wrong. furthermore, only idiots like me don't pass chemistry. yeesh. and probably by the end of this year, mrs tang would be talking to me about dropping to combined sciences. yeesh! failing physics is already enough...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-7496515562053013228?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/7496515562053013228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=7496515562053013228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7496515562053013228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7496515562053013228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/02/114.html' title='#114'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-918744159420666645</id><published>2009-02-22T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T18:29:56.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#113</title><content type='html'>yeesh, i just realized.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, we'll probably have another scrap-off test, where i'd probably screw up loads, and she'll say some crap about not doing one's best and wanting it badly, and yes, to cover up her dislike and everything. yeesh. yay me. i mean, we're all probably 'not-good' in her eyes, anyway. what's the use of acting all gooey, hypocrite?&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i really am &lt;i&gt;tired&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-918744159420666645?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/918744159420666645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=918744159420666645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/918744159420666645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/918744159420666645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/02/113.html' title='#113'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-5054413020361268228</id><published>2009-02-22T17:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T18:25:31.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#112</title><content type='html'>adventure camp was fun!&lt;br /&gt;i loved it, even though i had pretty bad sunburns, and the skin on my nose peeling!&lt;br /&gt;we got great instructors, ah-boon/ah-bun and huzzie, a.k.a. mr gay. they were super enthu and kept our class spirit high.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;blogged today because i konked out yesterday after camp and slept for 16 hours straight after dinner, taking naps in the afternoon. &lt;i&gt;yes, that's how tired i was.&lt;/i&gt; i had disgusting bloodshot eyes that made me resemble bloody mary. yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started off with tent-pitching, which was rather interesting, and although it seemed easy to do, it took us quite some time to complete. because we finished early, we had to help pitch somemore tents, which was quite fun. i loved the pegging part, because the poking of the pegs into the soil was fun, even though the ground was pretty dry due to the hot weather.&lt;br /&gt;had a short amazing race, where we supposedly had to get clues to earn our chips for lunch, which we had to bid for the food to cook. we didn't manage to complete all the stations, but we went high pretty much and sang plenty of songs and cheered plenty. boon gave us plenty of chips for our team effort.&lt;br /&gt;lunch was next, where we sang grace and started eating. i couldn't eat the chicken wing because i had to hold the styrofoam box in one hand and the spoon in another. got pretty pissed and just ate whatever i could, and threw away the rest.&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, we were separated into our tent groups and checked in to our ten-star hotels, which surprisingly was spacious enough to fit our stuff. thankfully most of us weren't super tall like rachel, and we're all about the same height, so there was sufficient space for each of us. changed into our wet-clothes and set off for the next activity, which was dragon-boating.&lt;br /&gt;had some prep activities, which was pretty much lame, before dragon boating. we were then prepped for the water activity, and we had to learn the commands and remember the safety rules, before preparing ourselves for the activity by putting on the life jackets and choosing our paddles. sophia/sofia, our dragon boating instructor, was really nice and enthusiastic, and kept us all prepped and hyper for the event. sadly, kaili was unable to join us in the activity. chienwen sat behind me, and she was the unfortunate soul who was practically drenched due to the fact i was pretty much uncoordinated in my strokes, and that i couldn't synchronise with the people much, thus, she suffered tidal wave attacks. i was drenched too, with our mafia boss, cherayle, giving me water showers much. it was pretty tiring, having to row with our strength, and sing the 'row, row, row a boat' song to spice up our mundane rowing. natalie kept her voice strong throughout the song, which was a good thing. we had a mini race and even though we came in last, i thoroughly enjoyed it. targetted boats to attack, and splashed water onto the 3/3 dragon boaters, which was really fun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;left the dragon-boating area to bathe, but we had to bathe within 3 mins, and during that 3 mins, this instructor came around banging the doors and shouting chiobus, faster etc. man, i didn't have enough time to bathe, and even had to rinse my hair in the taps outside, which was pretty fun. however, i felt reeally yucky and sticky all over, which was pretty gross, and considering the fact that it was our only bath-time, it was pretty maddening to know.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner soon after, and talked pretty much during dinner, and it was really fun. we had bananas for dessert, and we sorta vandalised the banana peel, to suit with the happening of a pretty hilarious thing in school. had a great conversation with the mafia gang, and yes, we all had innovative names, such as hot chick, hot bud(dy), mafia boss and so on. it was really great, bonding with people i didn't know back then. had a class discussion on what we were going to do for the gala nite, and we had a lot of creative ideas for italy, settled for the soccer idea, special thanks to tata. brainstormed pretty much and practiced the acting and stuff, which didn't go too well, and we did our banner, which was interesting, considering the fact that we didn't have enough paints.&lt;br /&gt;split up into our mini groups and had some games, which were pretty much retarded. gosh. it was really nerve-wrecking to have to keep repeating the same thing over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;had some prep-rally to practice cheers and songs for the gala night the next day, and nemo was pretty much hilarious. learnt plenty of cheers and got lame pretty much, and the peanut game was simply RETARDED. haha. but we all enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;went for some debriefing with our instructors, and i was really dead by then, my eyes were practically drooping, and i couldn't register what the people had to say. all i heard was, complete your reflections for the day, and everything was blah, blah, blah. the curry puff was pretty delicious, and then we were dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;the toilet queue was simply distressing, and it was a super long time before i went into a cubicle. gosh, people were still bathing and washing their hair by the taps outside the toilet, and it was simply WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early and prepared for the day. gathered earlier than the cohort, due to the fact that our instructors tricked us to coming earlier. yeesh, i could have slept in pretty much. had rice for breakfast, which is a first for me, considering the fact that i usually eat cereal or bread for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;we then set off for s.h.i.n.e.s and got prepped for the day. the low elements course was really boring, even though it's supposed to instil in one teamwork and stuff, but it was still pretty much boring. i really wanted to complete the high elements course, which seemed fun.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch, and continued to talk with the mafias. lunch was so-so, and desireeza/desireema/hot chick, as usual, ate little, compared to gluttony me.&lt;br /&gt;went for the high elements course after lunch, and it was GREAT! i absolutely &lt;b&gt;loved&lt;/b&gt; it. i mean, i wasn't really afraid of heights, or anything, and i really wanted to scale the rock wall, or just beat my previous record of which i set in P5, whereby i scale about half the rock wall. belayed for my team members, which was a fun thing to do, and we all encouraged each other. chienwen was simply, &lt;u&gt;DA BOMB&lt;/u&gt;, as she climbed pretty high, ending just before the jutty areas. we all bravo-ed her. it was after a while before i was able to set foot onto the rock wall, and i had already a rough guide to where i'd set foot upon. passing the 3m mark was not as easy as i thought, and i just carried on, pushing myself to move higher up. i saw sharon scaling the wall too, and it wasn't long before we were of about the same height. i was really tired by then, and the footholds at the jutty areas nearer the top were really scattered and small, and i couldn't reach for much to support myself onto. i gave up after much difficulty to go on any longer, and my arms just gave way, i couldn't even get out of the harness.&lt;br /&gt;after completing rock climbing, i went on to do abseiling. it was really cool, and i really wanted to walk down the wall, and not slide or anything. it was really fun, and i tried my best to walk down at least 2/3 of the wall, in a L-shaped position.&lt;br /&gt;we then moved on to the other courses, namely the broken bridge and grapevine-like course. ur group went to do the broken bridge, and we had to split ourselves into pairs. i agreed, earlier, to do the broken bridge with averil, who had a huge phobia of heights, so when it was our turn, i went first. we all gave each other encouragement, and i led my partner on the course, which was pretty fun. the bridge shook pretty much, but because we all had harnesses on, it wasn't too much of a worry. we all completed the course pretty soon. i was pretty much drained of energy, so i went to rest in the tent, and i piled stones into the helmets. grace was then our superstar, because her partner fell down in the initial part of the course, so she completed the grapevine-like course, or the tarzan-like thingy all by herself, which was pretty cool. we all joked that she was spiderwoman and praised her much :)&lt;br /&gt;by then, i had lotsa sunburn, and my neck area, arms and face was pretty much pink, almost red, and super gross-looking. my eyes was pretty much bloodshot. we then returned to pasir ris park, and went off for dinnner. we had to gather as a group to bathe, so we pretty much chionged our dinner, and ran off to bathe. i really sped up my bath, and mixed the shampoo and soap and threw water down, changed and dashed out before anyone could start complaining. it was a great bath, compared to the day before, and i felt really clean. we borrowed shiting's powder and applied it on our limbs, which kept us from feeling sticky and yucky. we then gathered back for discussion on the performance of which we would put up during the gala night, and it was pretty much rushed, but much improvement showed, and i was pretty glad.&lt;br /&gt;we then gathered as a cohort and started the gala night. it was simply a huge success, and yes, we all went high. the performances were great and we all enjoyed it. the songs played kept us humming and singing along.&lt;br /&gt;after the whole event, we then had a quick debrief and dashed to wash up. we were apparently warned against from waking up in the middle of our sleep to use the toilet for the place had plenty of people, such as gangsters, and yes, we do not want such stuff to happen. i fell asleep much easier this time, even though we had to zip up the useless mosquito net, which had huge holes in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day three&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we woke up much later this time, washed up and packed up everything before gathering. breakfast, thankfully, did not include rice, of which had apparently become the staple for the camp, for breakfast, lunch and dinner. we unpitched the tent, and said goodbye to our ten-star hotel.&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty much later the relay circuit. we divided ourselves and strategised. when it started, everyone went nuts and cheered our team members, and even though we had an unblowable volleyball which made us lose some time, it still did not bring us down. we all did our best, and enjoyed the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;we then debriefed and did our reflections, and mrs tan returned our valuables, and boy, was i glad to get my phone back.&lt;br /&gt;we then rushed back to grab our luggage due to a passing shower, and gathered, where the people were giving out snacks to thank us or something. we had a short talk and then dismissed. boy, on the bus, we all talked much, and ate the snacks.&lt;br /&gt;even though the camp was over, i'd really miss our instructors, tent 46, my tent-mates, the mafia get-together and the whole experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-5054413020361268228?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-5648249207322909001</id><published>2009-02-07T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T14:32:04.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#111</title><content type='html'>weesh. got back from guitar today and yes, i'm apparently rotting away in front of jw's computer, trying to type out all my geography notes.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes were crossed, trying to read the horrible scrawls i did on the pieces of paper. anyway, as CAs are on next week, i have to try to cram all the info into my brain, especially all those lengthy points for SS SEQ, geography and many more. furthermore, there'll be the REAL physics test next week, which of course, i'm bound to fail. i seriously don't get what the teacher's trying to say, anyway. she believes in incorporating everyday life examples into the concepts she teaches us, but then again, she digresses so much, that you've practically listened to 90% crap and only 10% relevant things. she does not explain the formulas and expect us to read up and know everything, when she should at least go through to make sure everyone actually understands. i'm pretty sure i failed the physics mock quiz i sat for this week. yeesh. i was practically brawling my brains out trying to decipher the meaning of the question. and of course, i'll probably obtain a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIG FAT HAIRY F&lt;/span&gt; for the quiz, but who cares, it just goes to show how her teaching method is sucky and how i can't exactly adapt to it, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;and because of this stupid thing, i've really started to miss my NUMBER 1 IDOL, mrs tan a. l. hopefully, she returns to school soon. but then again, if she does what she claims, like check up on the grades of those she used to teach, i'll probably be in trouble, because i'm practically flunking physics. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;ok,moving away from the sad and frustrating issues, i just wanted to say: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to chienwen and marian. haha. i didn't exactly post any birthday messages, but yeah, all due to the fact that my computer crashed big time. i can't decipher the machine in anyways, and thus, i'd probably talk to my mom about getting a laptop instead. afterall, it probably died after struggling for 5 years already. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-5648249207322909001?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/5648249207322909001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=5648249207322909001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/5648249207322909001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/5648249207322909001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/02/111.html' title='#111'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-1198015416972241509</id><published>2009-01-31T13:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T13:54:04.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#110</title><content type='html'>had guitar today. weesh, we played the songs over and over again, and tried to perfect lover's theme. well, we repeated several bars plenty of times, over and over again, especially the trembolo (&lt;i&gt;don't know spelling&lt;/i&gt;) part loads of time to perfect it, and yet, the result was not satisfactory. yeesh. so much pressure due to syf. i doubt i'll be able to make it, owing to the fact that i can't remember parts of the songs, and would definitely freak out when i forget parts. yeesh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday was a fun-filled day. haha. during the day, as usual, i was bimbo-ing with my dearest bimbo pal &lt;b&gt;mandi-chu&lt;/b&gt; and yeah, it was simply hilarious. bio was really funny, because mr tang, as usual, was all hyper and joke-y and made everyone laugh with his light-hearted attitude, and yeah, i was practically laughing half the lesson. lol. those who sat with me during the lesson, stephanie (not sure of spelling, SORRY!), desiree-zaa, and cherayle, were really nice and yeah, made me laugh loads as usual. haha! not to mention the cool cherayle could imitate ms krishna's funny accent, with her going 'the p(x) equals to the polynomial...' lol. we kept laughing, and yeah, we all started impersonating accent, and it continued even during health checkup. yeesh. we're like so pro in voice impersonation, so i guess we'll all grow up to imitate people's voice! :)&lt;br /&gt;also, after school was quite fun. had lunch with some friends, and yeah the lunch was simply delicious! i loved the rice! haha. oh, we stoned and slacked before heading off to bugis to look for some stuff, where the place was bloody crowded, and yeah, super hard to walk about. when we left the shopping mall, the market-place of shops and whatever was simply plenty, and we could get lost in the labyrinth, or so it was named. yeesh. even though i returned home late, i had plenty of fun, and yeah, went completely high too :)&lt;div 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title='#110'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-8944413677425193663</id><published>2009-01-23T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T16:26:27.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#109</title><content type='html'>cny concert was &lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt;. i mean, i went pretty high during the concert, and the performances were damn funny. i thought this year's concert was the best that i've attended, so far. yeesh, chienwen totally missed the good parts!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;the mass was quite ok, i felt sleepy for a while, but the songs were okay, so i stayed awake. which was a good thing. it wasn't really nice to fall asleep during such holy scene, anyway. haha. t'was a pity that they didn't play &lt;strong&gt;eagle's wings&lt;/strong&gt;, for i relly liked eagle's wings. it's like my favourite hymn! or song, that is. however, spirit wings was great too.&lt;br /&gt;the concert, of course, was DA BOMB. haha. i mean, the performances put up by the houses were fabulous, and superbly entertaining. i mean, half the time i was laughing. ok. i thought the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; house performance was really funny, especially the emcee, who added that special oomph, and hilariousity, &lt;i&gt;i made this word up&lt;/i&gt;, to the whole performance. she was pretty extra, during some parts, in a good way which made us all laugh. the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; house performance was good too, the bimbox really acted like bimbos, to which they were supposed to, but yeah. haha. mr chan was seriously nerdy in that performance, which was really good too. the whole idea of using 'moo' to ask and answer was pretty original to the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; house, and we kept laughing. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; house was really good too! haha. and especially, when coincidentally, four &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; house members, in our row, were actually sitted beside or behind each other. haha. gary tang was being super &lt;i&gt;gay&lt;/i&gt; in the performance, and we all commented that he really assumed his character role well, judging from the fact that he's a drama teacher and all. and red house's performance was great too, adapting the idea of that similar to 'noose', the tv program, but yeah. overall ratings for this year's concert performance, 5 stars. the occasional appearance of hao laoshi was funny, and i couldn't exactly sit still.&lt;br /&gt;haha. was pretty high throughout the whole concert, and even after the performance, when we all returned to class. averil and me were acting all match-maker-like and abit gayish. haha. it was great, going high and all. :) mrs tang gave us each ang-pows and lollipops, which we were so touched for, and yeah. it's the thought that counts, anyway. :D&lt;br /&gt;we then played hangman for a while, while waiting for pamela to complete her maths olympiad selection test, which was testified to be super hard. &lt;i&gt;thank gosh i didn't go for such a test!&lt;/i&gt; i'll probably kill all the remaining brain cells in my brain, and we wouldn't want that to happen. i wouldn't want to waste my precious brain cells. lol.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch together at macs, after much deliberating on places to eat, which is a common problem when we decide to have lunch together. talked and schemed much, and went high after some time, when the food was digesting. haha. came up with plenty of constructive ideas! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-8075545569343112790</id><published>2009-01-18T09:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T09:25:29.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#108</title><content type='html'>life's really hectic recently, blogger died for me several days, and thus, my blog was dead for sometime.&lt;br /&gt;ok, apparently, i've got bad cramps obtained from continuously reaching up and down when hanging up the decorations for the class. yeesh. spent the entire day with kaili, in school, helping to mount all the decorations, and add some new ones, as well as tweak stuff a little. we didn't have time to sweep the floor etc, but we managed to pick up all the rubbish, which was a lot. i mean, it seems to me like we've been living in a huge rubbish pile, seeing from the huge lot of rubbish we collected. the white cupboards are the culprits of collecting dust and dirt too. you can even see layers of dust on the shelves, as well as on whatever the cupboards contain. haha.&lt;br /&gt;pam spent some time with us before leaving, and the conversation we all had was pretty hilarious. rachael joined in too. haha. a pity chienwen's not there, because she had her band sectionals, so yeah. and sadly, i realized, from making plum blossoms, that i have stained my fingers badly that they look freakishly demented. they seemed to glow in bright light in the shade of crimson, which is sorta scary and i have been attempting to scrub the ink out. yeesh.&lt;br /&gt;oh, cca day was fun, even though we couldn't annoy the band girls, from our class, who were promoting their cca by fighting with them via screaming and shouting, which we used to do as 2/1 '08 guitar clique. they didn't seem to even promote their cca much, well, we didn't see people with 'join band' banners, and yeah, we even went up to the band room, and we still didn't seem the 2/1 '08 band people. i thought that the dance and rhythmic gym performance was great. many people seemed really interested in joining dance and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling bored, i shall list down stuff i have to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to-be-completed list: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a. math assignment (done)&lt;br /&gt;- e. math assignment (halfway)&lt;br /&gt;- chemistry graph (done)&lt;br /&gt;- biology workbook and research (halfway)&lt;br /&gt;- chinese revision&lt;br /&gt;- english read-up on slavery (done)&lt;br /&gt;- geography powerpoint + research on meanders (research done)&lt;br /&gt;- tamil tigers research and summarization (halfway)&lt;br /&gt;- rivers read-up, and workbook to be completed. (workbook done)&lt;br /&gt;- scheming of cw's gift and sugar 16.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-8075545569343112790?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/8075545569343112790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=8075545569343112790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/8075545569343112790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/8075545569343112790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/01/108.html' title='#108'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-9113762745702849140</id><published>2009-01-07T20:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:34:53.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#107</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;maybe it's just me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;somehow i feel that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;everything's changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;much as i wanted everything to what it used to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the past is past,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and the present just keeps moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the loneliness i felt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;when things weren't the same,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and the faces around me changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;it's probably some disease,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;affecting me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;but then again, i don't feel a thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;people seemed to get on well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;everyone adapted well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and yet, i feel alien, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;like i don't belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;thus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i ponder upon the decision made,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;was i ever right to make such a choice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i had high hopes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;that we would ride through the storm together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;but now it seems, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the storm has already damaged me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i am no longer confident to challenge fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;you see the happy me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and yet, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the real me is deep within me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;locked in a chest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;unable to voice out my true feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;somehow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i feel evil,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;it's like you're all obligated to do such things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i don't want pity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i don't want to be treated well because of duty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i don't like it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i feel like a third wheel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;maybe i should just leave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;before i get hurt even more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;you all seemed so perfect for each other,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;afterall, i'm the third wheel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;always have been and always shall be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;never been able to fit in anywhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;but now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i am really tired of pretending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i gotta say what's on my mind&lt;br /&gt;something about us&lt;br /&gt;doesn't seem right these days&lt;br /&gt;life keeps gettin in the way&lt;br /&gt;whenever we try, somehow the plan&lt;br /&gt;is always rearranged&lt;br /&gt;it's so hard to say&lt;br /&gt;but I've gotta do what's best for me&lt;br /&gt;you'll be ok...&lt;br /&gt;i've got to move on and be who I am&lt;br /&gt;i just don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;i hope you understand&lt;br /&gt;we might find our place in this&lt;br /&gt;world someday&lt;br /&gt;but at least for now&lt;br /&gt;i gotta go my own way&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;but I get my hopes up&lt;br /&gt;and I watch them fall every time&lt;br /&gt;another color turns to grey&lt;br /&gt;and it's just too hard to watch it all&lt;br /&gt;slowly fade awayI'm leaving today 'cause I&lt;br /&gt;gotta do what's best for me&lt;br /&gt;you'll be ok...&lt;br /&gt;i've got to move on and be who I am&lt;br /&gt;i just don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;i hope you understand&lt;br /&gt;we might find our place in this&lt;br /&gt;world someday&lt;br /&gt;but at least for now&lt;br /&gt;i gotta go my own way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-9113762745702849140?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/9113762745702849140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=9113762745702849140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/9113762745702849140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/9113762745702849140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/01/107.html' title='#107'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-4890620420874482613</id><published>2009-01-04T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:34:47.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#106</title><content type='html'>crap. there's school tomorrow and i haven't packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;yeesh&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;have to sort out my messy pile of guitar scores.&lt;br /&gt;crap crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-4890620420874482613?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-1778592537118550247</id><published>2009-01-02T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:16:28.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#105</title><content type='html'>school was ok. well, apart from having lessons on the first day of school that is.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;the form teachers were great, ok, i guess they were really welcoming, and maybe a little over-the-top and too motherly. they reminded me of a fuss-pot mother hen fussing over their baby chicks. &lt;i&gt;lol.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, it's great to know that our teachers were quite ok. apart from the fact that we have to buy this extinct A4 notebook from popular for geography, despite us searching hard for it. i thought our chemistry teacher was pretty hilarious, and her anecdotes to the particle theory was pretty interesting. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;i guess i wasn't really used to 3/2 yet. man, i kept thinking of my back seat back in 2/1. and of course, i really miss sitting with chinyen! omg. i think i've contracted the chinyen-withdrawal disease. god help me! crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-1778592537118550247?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/1778592537118550247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=1778592537118550247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/1778592537118550247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/1778592537118550247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2009/01/105.html' title='#105'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-5637809734946627253</id><published>2009-01-01T11:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T11:45:14.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#104</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY 2009 TO ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty psyched about the new year. i mean, honestly, knowing that you're probably a year away from 'o' levels makes you feel nervous, yet excited. i mean, you're probably growing older, and yet, maturing. so yeah. and then again, it also means that it's goodbye to 2/1 '08. yeesh.  some things are hard to let go, especially spending 2 years together as a class, where we were first strangers, and yet, we were able to bond so well... it just brings tears to my eyes thinking that we'll probably all go our own way now. &lt;i&gt;ok, some drama here.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. well, i realized i'm dampening the whole idea of embracing-the-new-year-with-a-smile, but yeah, i just i'm probably just being sentimental. ok. maybe the whole idea of facing chinese and struggling to pass is sort of intimidating me. crap. i shall cheer myself up with a bag of chips.&lt;br /&gt;and then again, happy new year to all. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-5637809734946627253?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-7983926288950437832</id><published>2009-01-01T11:20:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T11:46:52.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#103</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok. i found these in my phone when i was deleting files, and decided to post them for fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4n5A6jaI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ym_M5vGe2eY/s1600-h/DSC03250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286162320596831650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4n5A6jaI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ym_M5vGe2eY/s320/DSC03250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;thought this was super cool, for it was made from wood and carved out really like a plug&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4nvVtrPI/AAAAAAAAAJg/zlTPBrBPlsM/s1600-h/DSC03158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286162317999713522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4nvVtrPI/AAAAAAAAAJg/zlTPBrBPlsM/s320/DSC03158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;chienwen's glow-in-the-dark freaky laces&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4cdnfhWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/4k4RgayKDuo/s1600-h/DSC03115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286162124263884130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4cdnfhWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/4k4RgayKDuo/s320/DSC03115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;marty the giraffe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4cFmET-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/b3BTZf3Kk78/s1600-h/DSC03114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286162117815455714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4cFmET-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/b3BTZf3Kk78/s320/DSC03114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;alex the lion, with his family&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4cAqRxTI/AAAAAAAAAJI/CZklnf4JwdA/s1600-h/DSC03090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286162116490937650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4cAqRxTI/AAAAAAAAAJI/CZklnf4JwdA/s320/DSC03090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4b8joG7I/AAAAAAAAAJA/NJVmjTeu3i4/s1600-h/DSC03089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286162115389299634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4b8joG7I/AAAAAAAAAJA/NJVmjTeu3i4/s320/DSC03089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;chienwen's prince(ss) charming!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4bg_l0wI/AAAAAAAAAI4/gj_3xD0HoSg/s1600-h/DSC03086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286162107990397698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4bg_l0wI/AAAAAAAAAI4/gj_3xD0HoSg/s320/DSC03086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4AZWGWQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ewu-BzpGLTI/s1600-h/DSC03084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286161642080852226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4AZWGWQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ewu-BzpGLTI/s320/DSC03084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4AZZe1nI/AAAAAAAAAIY/AWAJS6-VeUY/s1600-h/DSC03083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286161642095040114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4AZZe1nI/AAAAAAAAAIY/AWAJS6-VeUY/s320/DSC03083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4ALG1p8I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/8a-FjsZZC2M/s1600-h/DSC03082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286161638258747330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4ALG1p8I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/8a-FjsZZC2M/s320/DSC03082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;this was really cute, but super expensive to ride on&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4A-421RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rrtLynchSMQ/s1600-h/DSC03085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286161652158747922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4A-421RI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rrtLynchSMQ/s320/DSC03085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't he look real? it's pretty freaky&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3xcxGwkI/AAAAAAAAAHo/6HRCHgtkQ2w/s1600-h/DSC03032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286161385301393986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3xcxGwkI/AAAAAAAAAHo/6HRCHgtkQ2w/s320/DSC03032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3ykZFqSI/AAAAAAAAAII/ZOO_zDTL9Rc/s1600-h/DSC03065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286161404528011554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3ykZFqSI/AAAAAAAAAII/ZOO_zDTL9Rc/s320/DSC03065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3x8qU7HI/AAAAAAAAAIA/MN2Hxx7ArV8/s1600-h/DSC03038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286161393862896754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3x8qU7HI/AAAAAAAAAIA/MN2Hxx7ArV8/s320/DSC03038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;komali the elephant jumbo footprint!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3xmoUtiI/AAAAAAAAAH4/oEaNAe7RI4U/s1600-h/DSC03037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286161387948914210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3xmoUtiI/AAAAAAAAAH4/oEaNAe7RI4U/s320/DSC03037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3xWYUKBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/l6yiuR9Hvbg/s1600-h/DSC03026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286161383586801682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3xWYUKBI/AAAAAAAAAHw/l6yiuR9Hvbg/s320/DSC03026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3Y3lS03I/AAAAAAAAAHI/PXFkLTgIigY/s1600-h/DSC03003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286160963002880882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3Y3lS03I/AAAAAAAAAHI/PXFkLTgIigY/s320/DSC03003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3Z6j0n1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/3piISC4sPbY/s1600-h/DSC03013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286160980981882706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3Z6j0n1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/3piISC4sPbY/s320/DSC03013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;gloria's butt&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3ZVki7eI/AAAAAAAAAHY/YJnfBWPhlkA/s1600-h/DSC03016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286160971052805602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3ZVki7eI/AAAAAAAAAHY/YJnfBWPhlkA/s320/DSC03016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;gloria the hippo with her friend!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3ZK4pM_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2rG6anM6ao8/s1600-h/DSC03007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286160968184312818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3ZK4pM_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2rG6anM6ao8/s320/DSC03007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3Y_QxDmI/AAAAAAAAAHA/qMskYhLaCSY/s1600-h/DSC03002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286160965064265314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3Y_QxDmI/AAAAAAAAAHA/qMskYhLaCSY/s320/DSC03002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;some weird looking animal near his shit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3ClElq-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/RAun1Z2JI20/s1600-h/DSC02988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286160580076743650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3ClElq-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/RAun1Z2JI20/s320/DSC02988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;otters!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3Ch86hmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/v7phiOOoKx8/s1600-h/DSC02986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286160579239249506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3Ch86hmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/v7phiOOoKx8/s320/DSC02986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;looks pretty fake, but it's real&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3DZTzmjI/AAAAAAAAAG4/cYDAlssMHTM/s1600-h/DSC03000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286160594099214898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3DZTzmjI/AAAAAAAAAG4/cYDAlssMHTM/s320/DSC03000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;cross-breed-like animal; i forgot the name of the animal&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3C_gpz-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Sfmf5FUmnAw/s1600-h/DSC02999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286160587173777378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3C_gpz-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Sfmf5FUmnAw/s320/DSC02999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3Cpc-oyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/LXHD1IycKzM/s1600-h/DSC02985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286160581252784930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw3Cpc-oyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/LXHD1IycKzM/s320/DSC02985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;some monkey with a face that looks like stomata&lt;/i&gt; 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title='#103'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVw4n5A6jaI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ym_M5vGe2eY/s72-c/DSC03250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-9045811297735426513</id><published>2008-12-29T13:59:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T14:27:50.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#102</title><content type='html'>omg. ok. apparently, hana yori dango is going korean! gosh. i mean, it went chinese and japanese, so yeah, the korean version is finally here. ok. not that i'm pretty stoked about the whole thingy, because the people are simply &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;UGLY&lt;/span&gt;! i swear, matsumoto jun is definitely hotter than the korean guy acting as domyoji! gosh. hanazawa rui simply got uglified! yeesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HANA YORI DANGO PIX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhri5UgKVI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/PB_FG1I5eCw/s1600-h/promo+pix+for+main+cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285092409965816146" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhri5UgKVI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/PB_FG1I5eCw/s320/promo+pix+for+main+cast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;promo pix for the official cast&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhrZCtmGcI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Jf5Pd02_FOg/s1600-h/grp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285092240688290242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhrZCtmGcI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Jf5Pd02_FOg/s320/grp1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;group photo of main cast&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhrY-Y_eqI/AAAAAAAAAGA/YCnLyXqd6OE/s1600-h/f4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285092239528131234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhrY-Y_eqI/AAAAAAAAAGA/YCnLyXqd6OE/s320/f4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;f4 group pix&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhrYuezDCI/AAAAAAAAAFo/PmbZn7VzWRY/s1600-h/f43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285092235257515042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhrYuezDCI/AAAAAAAAAFo/PmbZn7VzWRY/s320/f43.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhrYscQKXI/AAAAAAAAAF4/w6EN-11ena4/s1600-h/f41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285092234709969266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhrYscQKXI/AAAAAAAAAF4/w6EN-11ena4/s320/f41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;'domyoji tsukasa'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhrYq5gm1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/fqBMXxnt_3A/s1600-h/f42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285092234295810898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhrYq5gm1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/fqBMXxnt_3A/s320/f42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhrMq9KR5I/AAAAAAAAAFg/ZNOmjnHoVk0/s1600-h/f44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285092028152694674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhrMq9KR5I/AAAAAAAAAFg/ZNOmjnHoVk0/s320/f44.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;makino tsukushi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhrMlywMMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/A-B4KMzpa98/s1600-h/f46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285092026766864578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhrMlywMMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/A-B4KMzpa98/s320/f46.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhrMBcCQZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nfRRM-_qmws/s1600-h/f48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285092017007903122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhrMBcCQZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nfRRM-_qmws/s320/f48.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhrL3uDq3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/7IwiT8Wy8e4/s1600-h/f45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285092014399138674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhrL3uDq3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/7IwiT8Wy8e4/s320/f45.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhrMiYArJI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/U5rj_tLPykg/s1600-h/f47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285092025849392274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhrMiYArJI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/U5rj_tLPykg/s320/f47.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhq434Ms6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/hXRj-rLUVa4/s1600-h/f410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285091688024159138" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhq434Ms6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/hXRj-rLUVa4/s320/f410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhq4kdubYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/5uQJCYcrBAw/s1600-h/f411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285091682812849538" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhq4kdubYI/AAAAAAAAAEo/5uQJCYcrBAw/s320/f411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhq4oHRZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/1mSmqKFp9K4/s1600-h/f412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285091683792414578" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhq4oHRZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/1mSmqKFp9K4/s320/f412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhq4-0NTVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/d71O34qD_ss/s1600-h/f49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285091689886469458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhq4-0NTVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/d71O34qD_ss/s320/f49.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhq4oK8YCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/I3wOEgRnoPY/s1600-h/f413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285091683807813666" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhq4oK8YCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/I3wOEgRnoPY/s320/f413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqpiuVMnI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OH71BTWvTFY/s1600-h/f415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285091424647590514" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqpiuVMnI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OH71BTWvTFY/s320/f415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hanazawa rui&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqpeRiGII/AAAAAAAAAD4/F8_LAvoQWUo/s1600-h/f417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285091423453059202" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqpeRiGII/AAAAAAAAAD4/F8_LAvoQWUo/s320/f417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqpGgri8I/AAAAAAAAADw/Cvzl5n0qdRU/s1600-h/f418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285091417074142146" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqpGgri8I/AAAAAAAAADw/Cvzl5n0qdRU/s320/f418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqpsFnStI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/oyiB6ITse28/s1600-h/f414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285091427161164498" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqpsFnStI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/oyiB6ITse28/s320/f414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqpfO13aI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vE18nJg7rFg/s1600-h/f416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285091423710207394" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqpfO13aI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vE18nJg7rFg/s320/f416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqbHlNObI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ub55-Nq-KTI/s1600-h/f423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285091176843393458" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqbHlNObI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ub55-Nq-KTI/s320/f423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqb1rUu5I/AAAAAAAAADo/v_Xs_cCHPwk/s1600-h/f419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285091189217082258" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqb1rUu5I/AAAAAAAAADo/v_Xs_cCHPwk/s320/f419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqbv5EBjI/AAAAAAAAADg/3RFxPPTLAcs/s1600-h/f420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285091187664094770" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqbv5EBjI/AAAAAAAAADg/3RFxPPTLAcs/s320/f420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqbXxojCI/AAAAAAAAADY/oxplxcIBxhw/s1600-h/f421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285091181190482978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqbXxojCI/AAAAAAAAADY/oxplxcIBxhw/s320/f421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqbPqeXSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/rmWAguC6lhE/s1600-h/f422+sakuro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285091179012971810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqbPqeXSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/rmWAguC6lhE/s320/f422+sakuro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqHbH-28I/AAAAAAAAACo/HUuom3ufC6I/s1600-h/f427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285090838492142530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqHbH-28I/AAAAAAAAACo/HUuom3ufC6I/s320/f427.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqHLLhISI/AAAAAAAAACg/WRNOCPplihA/s1600-h/f428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285090834212004130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqHLLhISI/AAAAAAAAACg/WRNOCPplihA/s320/f428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqIRiYeJI/AAAAAAAAADA/LlRrsDgO8qE/s1600-h/f424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285090853098387602" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqIRiYeJI/AAAAAAAAADA/LlRrsDgO8qE/s320/f424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqHwed-kI/AAAAAAAAAC4/O4oOy4sg0-k/s1600-h/f425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285090844223601218" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqHwed-kI/AAAAAAAAAC4/O4oOy4sg0-k/s320/f425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqHsU6orI/AAAAAAAAACw/cTr_ha7MvRs/s1600-h/f426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285090843109794482" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhqHsU6orI/AAAAAAAAACw/cTr_ha7MvRs/s320/f426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-9045811297735426513?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/9045811297735426513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=9045811297735426513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/9045811297735426513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/9045811297735426513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2008/12/102.html' title='#102'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aQcr8tXPw3g/SVhri5UgKVI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/PB_FG1I5eCw/s72-c/promo+pix+for+main+cast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-6150011714418037090</id><published>2008-12-25T16:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T17:02:47.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#101</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;TO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm weird, because, technically, i'm not catching the christmas fever yet.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm just weird, in a sense.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, i'm pretty psyched about returning to school. well, with the homework thing minused off. XD&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to start socialising again. man, i feel anti-social, cooped up at home. haha. i hope to make new friends soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me, i'll have to start revamping my goal-chart and wishlist soon. and becoming studious is one of them! who knows, i'll probably overtake rachel roch? &lt;i&gt;i wish!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img267.imageshack.us/img267/7307/taylor11cm6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, ok. apparently, the person above is taylor lautner, acting as jacob black in twilight film. &lt;i&gt;doesn't he look cute here?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. gosh, i was pretty shocked to see him turn out like this. &lt;img src="http://img211.imageshack.us/img211/8777/ifn3ohxn8.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looked really scary in the movie. gosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-6150011714418037090?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-6922595848540486904</id><published>2008-12-23T20:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T16:36:09.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#100</title><content type='html'>ok, i got tagged to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rules:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. put your itunes, windows media player, mp3 player etc on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. for each question, press the next button for the answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. you must write down the song name no matter how silly it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;4. put any comments, if you like, after the song name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;are you male or female?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nirgilis - snow kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;erm, i guess i'm a girl?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;describe yourself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bayje - impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hell, yeah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what do people feel when they're around you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayden panettiere - still believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;wow, people believe me, or in me?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;describe your current relationship.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kim young hoon - only you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;erm, how weird.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where would you like to be now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hsm 3 ost - now or never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;interesting situation.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how do you feel about love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madonna - four minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;yeesh, does that mean love is worth four minutes?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what's your life like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twilight ost - la traviata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;like i know what that means.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what would you ask for if you only had one wish?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;linkin park - leave out all the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;urgh, what kind of answer is this?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;say something wise.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robert pattinson - let me sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;great, you want me to autograph?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if someone says 'is this okay', you say... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;linkin park - bleed it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hell, yeah!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;justin timberlake - sexyback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;wow. i didn't know backs were sexy...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how do you feel today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paramore - crush crush crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;stay away from me, folks, you never know when you're getting my knuckle sandwich.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is your life's purpose?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flo-rida - low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i ain't gonna smack no big booty.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is your motto?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anastacia ost - at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;wow, inspirational.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what do you think of your parents?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;linkin park - given up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;yes, with the nagging and scolding.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what do you think about very often?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmnt - juliet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;gee, i don't want to die miserably like romeo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is 2+2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;katy perry - i kissed a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;does that remind you of scarlett johanson?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what do you think of your best friend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rihanna - disturbia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;gosh, she's gotta big some hot shot, taking up such a big space in my thoughts.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what do you think of the person you like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flow - colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;racial harmony!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is your life story?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple plan - your love is a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;pathetic me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what do you want to be when you grow up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five for fighting - superman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but i ain't no want red undies!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jang se yong - a sad memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;did i enter a funeral parlour by mistake?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what will they play at your funeral?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t-pain - church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;surely i be spared from the vulgarities at death?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is your hobby/interest?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;avril lavigne - girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'm not a lesbian.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is your biggest fear?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pussycat dolls - when i grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;gosh, i'm peter pan!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is your biggest secret?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all american rejects - dirty lil' secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;if i told you, it wouldn't be a secret already, would it?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what do you think of your friends?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;britney spears - womaniser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;oh god. could i have gotten any much worse answer?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what will you post this as?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taylor swift - teardrops on my guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;gladly.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-6922595848540486904?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/6922595848540486904/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-1957555730811511159</id><published>2008-12-23T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T20:00:12.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#99</title><content type='html'>twilight date with clique was &lt;u&gt;great&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;gosh. it was simply hilarious, we kept laughing throughout the movie, even though we weren't supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;man, even though it wasn't identical to the book, but it was still similar, and yet, nice to watch :D&lt;br /&gt;gosh. i really can't stand emmett. he was &lt;u&gt;damn&lt;/u&gt; freaking show-off in the movie. like when he leapt out of the jeep when it stopped and parked, and instead of sitting down, he was like standing throughout the ride. gosh!!! haha. however, close-up of edward revealed a not-so-hot side of him, but nevertheless, he is still hot, &lt;i&gt;overall&lt;/i&gt;. however, nobody went all gross and squealed during the kissing scenes, so it was great :D gosh, i really want to watch the sequel!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-1957555730811511159?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/1957555730811511159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=1957555730811511159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/1957555730811511159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/1957555730811511159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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world aids day. well, the people at iloveaids hospital would love it if you would take some cash out of those bill-loaded prada wallets and donated them as christmas presents, for every dollar accumulated would go straight to their medical bills. in this season of festive joy, we must all take some time out to think of those less fortunate, and how we should help them to the best of our abilities. thank you maties :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. thank you all those who wished me happy birthday, and gave me presents, i really appreciate it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-9098635319741528838?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/9098635319741528838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>#95</title><content type='html'>back from phil trip alr. going to blog about the trip when i upload my pictures. :)&lt;br /&gt;ok. was pretty bored online, and found some interesting stuff.&lt;br /&gt;there's this american guy, ashrita ferman, does all sorts of crazy stuff and even got guiness records for them: apparently, he holds a total of about 94 official records, including climbing mount fuji in japan on a bouncy pogo stick. he also made it in the record for pushing an orange one mile in 24 minutes and 36 seconds - using his nose. &lt;i&gt;lol&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;oh. and there's this funny joke i found online. here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: which electronics store should change its name so it doesn't contradict the war against dengue?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: best denki, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;haha&lt;/i&gt;. i know there're like pretty lame, but still they're funny. :D&lt;br /&gt;oh. anyways, i'm going to like, um, turn 1_ in about &lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; hours and &lt;strong&gt;23&lt;/strong&gt; minutes. pretty exciting, but growing older by a year really made me think hard about the future. yeesh, i'm going all mature now. anyways, shall go irritate people on facebook now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-135229848459840459?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/135229848459840459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=135229848459840459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/135229848459840459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/135229848459840459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2008/11/95.html' title='#95'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-5688836747715292972</id><published>2008-11-14T20:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T13:11:20.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#94</title><content type='html'>found this cool book while i was browsing the books in the library today. shall load some trivia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;colorstrology based on birthdates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;shall post a few&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;january 10th,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; bombay brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; realistic, self-sufficient and creative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have an ambitious spirit and can accomplish a great deal with a positive point of view. people born on this day know that it takes discipline, hard work, and enormous intention to achieve the high goals that they have set for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personal color helps you integrate love into your everyday activites. wearing, meditating, or surrounding yourself in bombay brown stimulates optimism and reminds you to stay flexible and lighthearted as you move towards your goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; april 26, june 20, december 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;january 30th,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; pale mauve&lt;br /&gt;can be described to be: hardworking, caring, prepared&lt;br /&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;br /&gt;you are diligent and can be found workiing when everyone else has stopped. you are a natural born advocate for human rights, and people can count on youn once you have made a commitment. you have very strong convictions, so it is important that you remain open to new ideas. allow yourself to laugh as often as possible and learn to be kinder to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personal color helps you find a balance between work and play. wearing, meditating or surrounding with pale mauve helps you integrate trust and flexibility with tenacity and commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; oct 3, nov 11, dec 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;february 4th,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; celadon green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; tenacious, unusual and hardworking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although you have a good sense of humor, there can be an unusually serious side to your nature. you tend to carry more than your share of reponsibility. youb are determined and are not afraid to work hard. you have an original way of seeing things and are never short on ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personal color helps you stay lighthearted as you manifest your dreams. wearing, meditating, or surrounding yourself with celadon green infuses your life with trust and enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; august 4, october 2, november 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;february 6th,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; violet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; trendsetter, seductive and magnetic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is something about you that makes others sit up and take notice. people seem to gravitate to you. you have a sensual nature and know how to live life fully. going all out is one of your gifts and also one of your challenges. it is important that you learn restraint and moderation as early as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personal color inspires love and joy. wearing, meditating, or surrounding yourself with violet allows you to enjoy all the pleasures the world has to offer, while savouring each morsel with total presence and satisfacion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; january 23, may 1, june 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;march 13th,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; pastel green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; earnest, compassionate and magical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your nature is one of honesty and truth. you are a compassionate and fair person who fights for the rights of others. you have a great imagination and are willing to work hard to manifest your inspirational ideas. take some times for yourself to replenish your energy. dancing, having a creative business, praying and meditating are all activities that can feed your spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personal color helps you feel alive and energised. wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with pastel green reminds you to live your life in a magical and wondrous way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; january 15, april 15, july 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;march 15th,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; cashmere blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; sweet, sensual and smart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most people find you magical and lovable. you have a gentle manner that makes you a favourite to be around. you have an ease that makes others feel calm. you are quick-witted but keep much of what you know to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highly sensual, your personal color helps you guard against going to extremes. wearing, meditating, or surrounding yourself with cashmere blue rekindles your spirit and reminds you to take some time for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; february 16, april 12, september 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;april 14th,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; hibiscus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; determined, persuasive and sparkly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have a sparkly personality, and the room lights up when you are in it. it is important for you to express your ideas with flair and gusto. staying within the status quo and being average-age are not for you. remain detached in regard to material ambitions, and you will find that money and financial gain will come more readily to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personal color gives you the staying power to follow things through to completion. weaing, meditating or surrounding yourself with hibiscus helps you listen better while improving your timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; july 9, september 5, october 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;april 15th, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; cerise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; seductive, sensitive and organised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have an array of talents, and few people can resist your charm and beauty. you are sensual and charismatic and can influence people. being creative and organised helps you feel grounded. there can be a tendency to go to the extremes, and you may swing from going overboard to becoming overly disciplined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personal color encourages you to express your abilities fully. wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with cerise helps you balance your provocative nature and attain your rightful place in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; jan 3, march 19, july 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;april 16th,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; virtual pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; explorer, restless and spiritual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have passion and sensitivity coupled with a strong spiritual side. time spent by the ocean can help quiet your mind so that you can hear your inner calling. you have a natural healing ability and can recover fom ailments more quickly than most. you have a tendency to try many things in relation to career goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personal colorhelps blend your courage with intelligence. wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with virtual pink reminds you that the journey is an essential part of the outcome and that each endeavour has its rewards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; january 22, october 4, december 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;april 30th,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; aster purple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; perceptive, unusual and intelligent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are instinctive yet rational and want to be surrounded by people who appreciate your perception and enthusiasm. there is much that you can accomplish with your creativity and ability to communicate easily. time alone near the ocean can calm your nervous system and help integrate your intuitive spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personal color elps you balance your creative aspirations while attracting material benefits. wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with aster purple supports you during challenging times and reminds you of the joy you feel when you share your wealth and sense of adventure with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; june 3, july 13, november 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may 3rd,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; juniper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; attractive, kind and intriguing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are talented in so many areas that it can be a challenge deciding just what area to pursue. there is a lot that goes underneath the social persona that you present to the world. you have an active imagination and carry many thoughts and ideas that you are trying to understand and assimilate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personal color helps you feel steady and safe as you make important decisions. wearing, mediating or surrounding yourself with juniper helps you dissolve any judgmental attitudes that may inhibit your growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays&lt;/strong&gt;: february 24, july 21, november 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may 11th,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; green tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; unusual, artistic and spiritual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have come into this life to do something important and meaningful. you have a vivid imaginatio and can see new ideas and concepts more readily than others. incorporate the spiritual side of life into your daily activities. you have desire for independence coupled with a need to partner with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personal color encourages ease while finding financial security and spiritual fulfillment. wearing, mediating or surrounding yourself with green tea promotes faith and trust in your communications with others and your pursuits in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; march 31, november 24, december 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may 22nd,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; peridot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; dramatic, poised, knowledgeable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are extremely intelligent and love to learn. being productive is important to you. you need to move physically toward your dreams and not get stuck in fear or confusion. your answers come to you through faith and action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personal color helps ease any worry that you may be carrying. wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with peridot helps ease financial pressures and connects you to the spiritual side of your nature and your true calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; march 27, october 11, november 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may 24th,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; seedling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; mentally agile, analytical and sensitive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you carry a wealth of information and love to learn. your thirst for knowledge is ravenous, and your mind usually works overtime. you have a sensitive and emotional side to your nature that is hidden under an array of facts and figures. it is important that you find a balance between the analytical side of yourself and the side that nurtures spiritual awareness. wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with seedling promotes ease as you develop a strong sense of responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;br /&gt;your personal color encourages trust and self-confidence. wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with the color seedling promotes ease as you develop a strong sense of responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; feb 14, april 14, sept 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may 28th,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; butterscotch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; feisty, leader and energetic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have strong convictions and are able to lead others. you can be feisty and are not afraid to speak your mind, goal-oriented, you like to set your sights on something and work steadily toward them. there is a sensitive side to your nature that not everyone can see. it is important to channel this sensitivity to avoid becoming irritable or defensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personal color helps you listen to others with empathy while moving toward your own goals. wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with butterscotch keeps you calm and focused and able to include others on your journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; aug 6, sept 19, oct 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;june 18th,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; brandied melon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; interesting, durable and effective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have style and class. no matter what you do, you are recognised as being special or unique in some way. you have a rare combination of strength, depth and compassion. you have a royal quality that can make you feel a little sepearate at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personal color connects you to your inner strength. wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with brandied melon enhances your intuitive nature and allows you to pull in people who are on a similar life path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; april 8, may 27, oct 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;june 24th,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; tigerlily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; communicator, insightful and mystical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your ability to affect people is powerful. highly intelligent, you enjoy learning and sharing information aand concepts. you are discriminating and can cut to the truth and convey ideas with insight and assurance. you are highly magnetic and can chane the world with your intention, pois and charisma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personal color resonates with love. wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with tigerlily uplifts your spirit and helps you stay connected to the truth and your special mission in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; jan 10, march 4, july 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;july 7th,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; persian jewel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; intelligent, seductive and sensitive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have a great sense of humor and know how to read people and situations with profound accuracy. you are highly emotional and sensitive, therefore, may have developed a strong protective layer. it is not easy for other to permeate that shield, even though connecting on a deep level is your heart's desire. you are sensual, and people find you extremely seductive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personal color helps release emotional wounds and protective patterns that no longer serve you. wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with persian jewel helps you stay in the moment where new life continually unfolds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; march 14, july 16, aug 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;july 15th,&lt;br /&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; moonlite mauve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; curious, intelligent, impressive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;many people born on this day are great coordinators. you have an ability to gather information and relay it to others. you take your work seriously, and therefore, people find you impressive. you are able to attract good fortune, especially in regards to finances. connecting with the spiritual side of life and doing something that contributes to society bring you peace and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;your personal color inspires trust in the universal plan. wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with moonlite mauve balances the playful with the serious side of your nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; jan 8, sept 13, nov 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;july 18th,&lt;br /&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; terra cotta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; committed, explorer and analytical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;you have a strong and dynamic personality. youhave a great ability to think and analyse problems and situations. although you can be highly emotional, it is your mind that works overtime. once you commit to something, you tend to be in it for the long haul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;your personal color inspires the soulful and spiritual side of your nature. wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with terra cotta heightens your belief in love and miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; jan 19, aug 28, dec 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;july 21st,&lt;br /&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; amberglow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; magnificent, different, daring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your mind is quick and alert. everything about you tends to move more quickly than the rest of the world. you are highly dynamic and are not afraid to go where no man or woman has gone before. you can be entertaining and generous, especially with your energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personal color helps calm your nervous system. it brings you back to your centre. wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with amberglow helps move you through boredom and restlessness into the deeper and more profound aspects of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; jan 21, may 22, may 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;august 6th,&lt;br /&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; camellia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; funny, unusual, loving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;you are one of a kind, and there is no particular mold you fit into. you are smart yet silly, loving yet restless, and an interesting combination of contradictions. highly individual, you need a balanace of love, security and adventure. &lt;i&gt;omg, wanying, you're really like this!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personal color resonates with joy. wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with camellia gives you the inner confidence you need to move up and out into the world of possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; jan 22, sept 18, oct 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;august 7th,&lt;br /&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; ash rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; spiritual, magnanimous, exceptional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high-minded and generous, you are an angel of society. you care about the world and the people in it. the drive to contribute something to humanity and to follow your soul's purpose is an important part of your makeup. many people born on this day have the ability to create financial wealth and prosperity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personal color supports good judgment and compassion. wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with ash rose helps to balance the physical, emotional and spiritual aspects of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; jan 30, march 6, july 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;august 11th,&lt;br /&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; gold earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; perceptive, self-motivated, enlightening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have a knack for shining a light that inspires others. you illuminate the way through the insights and ideas that you share with those around you. striking balances between action and receptivity and between independence and partnerships is a common theme for this particular birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personal color blends the gentle with the aggressive side of your nature. wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with gold earth enhances intuition and highlights your mission in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; march 10, april 10, oct 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;august 14th,&lt;br /&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; teal blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; popular, funny and persistent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;you have an easygoing manner that belies your strong will. you are your own person and like to do things your own way. funny and entertaining, you have a wide range of talents. you are a practical and critical thinker. whether you persevere quietly or are more vocal in your desires, you are rarely thwarted by obstacles or detours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with teal blue honors your individuality yet enhances your interaction with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; may 31, aug 17, sept 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;august 18th,&lt;br /&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; rust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; charismatic, persevering and successful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;many people born on this day apire to great heights and often achieve enormous amount of wealth and prosperity. although you value your privacy, being in the limelight may come naturally to you. creativity is vital to your well-being. discipline and trust need to be constantly aligned to ensure self-confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;your personal color encourages strength and foresight. wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with rust eliminates suspicion and promotes trust so that you can see with clarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; feb 17, sept 17, nov 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;september 4th&lt;br /&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; aqua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; hardworking, writer, analytical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;you are extremely perceptive and are able to grasp complex subjects. you love to learn and explore new ideas. try not to separate yourself from others in your attempt to stay centered and in control. creating a proper balance between giving too much of yourself and becoming isolated can be a challenge. you have a strong spiritual calling, and when connected to your mission in life, you can be a great healer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personal color invokes peace and ease. wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with aqua inspires trust and breadth of vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; june 22, oct 21, nov 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;september 24th,&lt;br /&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; cornflower blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; romantic, emotional and musical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;love is very important to you, as is the need to connect with others. you are highly romantic and function best when you are in a healthy relationship. although you can be emotional, you have a keen mind and a sharp wit. harmony and a happy home and family hold great comfort for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;your personal color resonates with clarity. wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with cornflower blue lends discrimination to your ability when choosing partners and close associates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; jan 28, june 15, june 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;october 14th,&lt;br /&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; starlight blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; persuasive, dignified and entertainer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;you have a keen eye for beauty, decoration, and style. it is good for you to communicate your ideas to the public. you can be very eloquent when speaking to an audience. people are attracted to your visions and will support you in many ways. take time out for relaxation, and try not to scatter yourself in too many directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with starlight blue helps unite your mental acumen with spiritual awareness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; feb 6, april 24, sept 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;october 20th,&lt;br /&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; cosmic sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; artistic, intuitive, resilient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have an uncanny ability to predict trends in fashion, music and art. you have a refined nature and therefore dislike anything that is too crude or coarse. there is often a conscious or subconscious longing for your other half, a special mate of life partner. you want people in your life whom you can share your heart, soul and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with cosmic sky promotes faith in finding your significant other and decreases any inclination to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; march 3, april 21, july 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;october 25th,&lt;br /&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; red violet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; reflective, spiritual, individualistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many people born on this day have a quiet strength that lies just below the surface. your ability to focus and commit to a dream can make you a winner. athletics is an area in which you may excel. although you need to love and relate to others, you require a certain amount of time when you can be alone to find your own unique path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;your personal color can help you embody strength and sensitivity. wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with red violet encourages alance and poise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays: &lt;/strong&gt;aug 8, dec 8, dec 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;november 7th,&lt;br /&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; chili pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; spiritual, healerm knowledgeable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;you can help many people if you keep true to the spiritual part of your nature. it is important for you to stay connected to generous and loving people, as partnerships are are an intricate part of your life and your happiness. writing, the study of medicine and sharing your thoughts with others are all activities that resonate with your inner gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;your personal color helps balance your intellect with your own emtions. wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with chili pepper reminds you to stay centred as you connect with others and to share your point of view with an open heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; feb 25, oct 8, dec 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;november 19th,&lt;br /&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; red ochre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; independent, alluring, fesity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is very hard for anyone to tell you what to do. you tend to dance to your inner song. although your independence is a wonderful quality, it is important that you don't shut other people out. compassion for yourself should be cultivated. goals and career ambitions will be easy for you to achieve. it is the emotional area of life that needs to be honored and maintained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with red ochre helps you feel safe, centred and secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; april 29, may 2, dec 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;november 24th,&lt;br /&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; dry rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; profound, exotic, committed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;you have a giving nature, and at times may feel that you are not appreciated. try to remember that you are loved, and not everyone knows how to or has the capacity to go the distance the way you do. you are highly creative and understanding. many people will come to you for support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your personal color protects your energy., wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with dry rose supports your compassionate side while allowing you to handle responsibilities with ease.&lt;br /&gt;compatible birthdays: june 2, oct 10, dec 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;december 1st,&lt;br /&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; bayou&lt;br /&gt;can be described to be: outgoing, optimistic, grounded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;fiery and spontaneous, you are a blast to be arounded. you were born to perform, communicate and explore. it is important for you to travel and make yourself available to new people and unusual ideas. no matter how far you travel, however, it is important for you to have a home to which you can return to. roots and a loving environment give you the necessary foundation to go out into the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;wearing, meditating or surrounding yourself with bayou supports your need for adventure while reminding you to maintain a sense of security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; may 28, july 24, oct 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;december 15th,&lt;br /&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; blue heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; musical, promoter, sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;you are sexy and congenial, and people are drawn to you. you have a natural zest for life, and the room is livelier when you are in it. you have many creative talents that you can channel into music, business or theatre. try not to let the sensual side of life pull you too far off your purpose. your desire for expasion and expression needs to be channeled and supported, so as not to lose your sense of balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wearing, meditating, or surrounding yourself with blue heaven reminds you to live life fully without losing your way back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; jan 28, june 18, oct 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;december 20th,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; parisian blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can be described to be:&lt;/strong&gt; sensitive, strong, spiritual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have great hunches and are a kind and loving person. you are far stronger than most people know. loving and fair, you were born with a giving nature. resist the urge to doubt yourself when you interact wth people who are stingier and more fearful than you are. move around their energy as you would an iceberg in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how this color benefits you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wearing, meditating, or surrounding yourself with parisian blue reminds you of your destination and your true nature. it is remembering these two things that enable you to find you way into the heart of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compatible birthdays:&lt;/strong&gt; jan 29, may 11, july 31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know how true this thing can be, so judge for yourself. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-5688836747715292972?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/5688836747715292972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=5688836747715292972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/5688836747715292972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/5688836747715292972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2008/11/94.html' title='#94'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-68658578680589770</id><published>2008-11-12T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:39:13.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#93</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#FDFF6C;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELL'S NOT SO BAD IF YOU GET TO KEEP AN ANGEL WITH YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napped plenty the whole day. went karaoke-ing, till midnight, yesterday with family and relatives because it was my mom's birthay. i never knew jy kor sang so well. haha. i was sabo-ed into singing, even though everyone ended up singing along, and because i sang really softly, everyone couldn't hear me. :D janice taught me how to play billiards, but i still suck badly at it, compared to jy and janice. &lt;br /&gt;oh, and i found this randomly on someone's blog. credits &lt;a href="http://eclair-x.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;colorstrology&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;date:&lt;/strong&gt; 1 december&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;color:&lt;/strong&gt; bayou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;traits:&lt;/strong&gt; outgoing, optimistic, grounded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you were born on this day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiery and spontaneous, you are a blast to be around. you were born to perform, communicate and explore. it is important for you to travel and make yourself available to new people and unusual ideas. no matter how far you travel, however, it is important for you to have a home to which you can return. roots and having a loving environment gives you the necessary foundation to go out into the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-68658578680589770?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/68658578680589770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=68658578680589770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/68658578680589770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/68658578680589770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2008/11/93.html' title='#93'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-2696463344811533028</id><published>2008-11-06T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:32:28.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#92</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF WE'RE MEANT TO BE, OUR PATHS WILL CROSS AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. placement of class really &lt;u&gt;shocked&lt;/u&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;for me, i got into the class i wanted, which is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;the bad thing is, pamela's not here. haha. i know i'm being really absurd, but yeah, i'm just not prepared to like, separate or anything. and so, i filled up buckets with tears, and made a huge fuss about it.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;i really can't stand the school. i mean, didn't mrs tan tell us that the top 40 students are able to get into their first choice of class. but no, people had to move up to 3/1 to provide more space for the lower classes, and yeah. gosh. i feel really pissed.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;anyway, something to be happy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OBAMA WON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-2696463344811533028?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/2696463344811533028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>#91</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00afdb;"&gt;YOU KNOW I CAN'T EVER SAY NO TO YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loads of things happened recently, and i shall blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;pam had her special birthday bash recently, and it was a huge success. thanks to everyone who participated and hatched up the whole plot. haha. pam's initial reaction was &lt;u&gt;priceless&lt;/u&gt;, and definitely worth all the trouble we all went through. the games were great, i mean, i caught plenty of faces and scenes on film, and soon, i'll post them up. haha. &lt;i&gt;i shall blackmail them!&lt;/i&gt; :) kaili brought her camera and took loads of pictures, and videos, including the one with chienwen writing &lt;strong&gt;happy birthday pamela&lt;/strong&gt; with her &lt;b&gt;butt&lt;/b&gt;. haha. it was all part of the &lt;em&gt;get pointed and you die&lt;/em&gt; game. haha. we made up rachael's face, and she looked funny, haha. pam even got to kiss her beloved floor, going to post pictures of this of course. :) we played plenty more games, and in conclusion, it was a great day, and it'd ache my fingers to type a recount on it. :D all i say is that, getting &lt;i&gt;drunk&lt;/i&gt; and going high was great, even though i owed a total of $2000++ in monopoly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;picture time&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img height="214" src="http://img401.imageshack.us/img401/8594/dsc02828editedhd6.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toh-toh group with their kaye-lookalike dog in the make-a-dog-that-resembles-most-like-kaye challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 242px; HEIGHT: 214px" height="214" src="http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/6607/dsc02829editedkn8.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeh-yeh group with their kaye-lookalike dog in the make-a-dog-that-resembles-most-like-kaye challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img height="214" src="http://img222.imageshack.us/img222/7579/dsc02832ewd0.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone sitting on val as a form of punishment in the 'get pointed and you die' game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img height="214" src="http://img510.imageshack.us/img510/6149/dsc02834evz9.jpg" width="248" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pam kissing her beloved floor as a form of punishment in the 'get pointed and you die' game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img height="214" src="http://img134.imageshack.us/img134/3167/dsc02835eqi2.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at her face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img height="214" src="http://img112.imageshack.us/img112/5216/dsc02838eka6.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah licking her toe as a form of punishment in the 'get pointed and you die' game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img height="214" src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/8613/dsc02840ejl1.jpg" width="251" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unglam shot of pam. rachael's face all made-up, pretty and lovely!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img height="214" src="http://img230.imageshack.us/img230/1952/dsc02843erd8.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah turning round on an umbrella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 255px; HEIGHT: 214px" height="214" src="http://img135.imageshack.us/img135/1354/dsc02844ejy2.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chienwen got dizzy really soon, and didn't even turn straight on the umbrella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img height="214" src="http://img519.imageshack.us/img519/522/dsc02845eky7.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the watermelon eating challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing to another, it's like &lt;u&gt;1&lt;/u&gt; more day till the highly-anticipated U.S. elections. haha. i simply &lt;strong&gt;can't&lt;/strong&gt; wait. even though i can't vote, i'm still &lt;b&gt;OBAMA's&lt;/b&gt; number one fan. haha. hope he wins :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-4175682762928723925?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/4175682762928723925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=4175682762928723925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/4175682762928723925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/4175682762928723925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2008/11/91.html' title='#91'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-7903726517562964112</id><published>2008-10-31T23:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:17:45.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#91</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#e55461;"&gt;YOU MAY THINK I'M BLIND, BUT IN REALITY, YOU'RE JUST DEAF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna post a fast one, because i gotta catch up on my &lt;i&gt;beauty&lt;/i&gt; sleep. haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had a really &lt;u&gt;productive&lt;/u&gt; drama meeting today, and i was really happy, and enthu. haha. thank god my evil soul didn't come back. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;annoyed &lt;b&gt;sexTONG&lt;/b&gt; for a while, and stoned in class, before going off to the interchange with valerie. talked pretty much, and yeah, i crapped alot. XD&lt;br /&gt;i was pretty relieved because the carriage i took was really empty, as in, plenty of empty seats. but i couldn't sit, because i had my guitar strapped tight, and it'd really be troublesome to have to take it off and put it on after about three stations.&lt;br /&gt;met the rest at the station, and waited for everyone to be present before setting off to marian's house. at first, i had some trouble with the notes and timing, and yeah, everything was screwed, but haha. everyone's really patient, so thankyou! haha. was able to get the gist of the song, and we slacked a bit before returning to practice. and i just gotta say, practice &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; makes perfect. i mean, i was able to play the song, although my timing was still pretty off, but yeah, at least it sounded able-to-listen-to-type.&lt;br /&gt;haha. and when bao, choon, and rui went off to the bathroom, they created a commotion, and you could hear them talking really loudly, and laughing. they were gone for a period of time, before choon and bao ran back, and said that they locked rui in the toilet. haha. that was freaking funny. &lt;i&gt;not meaning to be sadistic or anything&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;had lunch after plenty of practices, and yeah, we talked alot again. choon was blue-toothing around the family pictures we took together earlier, when we digressed, and they were all really funny. had to return after lunch, and practice again as rui had to leave early, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;haha. when she left, sadly, we had this huge digress session, and then, we all went high and siao, and started playing different guitar parts for random songs. everyone had different parts when someone throws colored pens and you pick a color with your eyes closed. i had this strumming part for pasko, and it hurt my fingers badly, haha. i couldn't even change my chords, because i'd screw up my timing. so, yeah. we also started humming to the songs, and yeah, even the tremblo parts, it sounded like we're trying to be sopranos. haha. those that train to break glasses with their voices. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-7903726517562964112?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/7903726517562964112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=7903726517562964112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7903726517562964112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/7903726517562964112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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rehearsal for the drama showcase. and i can't believe i was such a freaking asshole jerkass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my dearest pamela, kaili and valerie:&lt;br /&gt;i'm really sorry for being such an asshole on oct 29th, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;you can hit me, bash me, kill me, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I AM SO FREAKING SORRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;gosh, just shoot me, will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously need councilling. &lt;u&gt;now&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-7330117089058648280?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/7330117089058648280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2801234467377639756.post-6023813166059239696</id><published>2008-10-26T11:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T14:32:03.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#89</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff00;"&gt;WHEN EVERYTHING AROUND YOU FAILS, JUST HOLD OUT YOUR HAND AND I'LL COME RUNNING. THAT'S WHAT FRIENDS ARE FOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. the academic year is over, for quite some time already, and yes, we've all moved on from secondary two. ok, i shall start posting some dedications, even though i suck at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grace a.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wonderful chairperson of sec 2/1! even though we've been rather uncooperative at times, you were always patient with us, and yes, somehow bringing us together! thank you very much for being an awesome chairperson! and hi, &lt;i&gt;mango&lt;/i&gt;! remember the jokes we crapped during checking of scripts? it was super duper fun, and i'll miss them. thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amanda &lt;i&gt;papaya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi papaya! haha. i like the whole idea of you getting confirmed/christened as papaya! how exotic. it's like, you're some hawaiian baby. anyway, thank you for being a great hikki-fan friend, and a friend to talk to about japanese stuff. i enjoyed myself during checking of scripts because we kept talking crap, and crap and more crap. haha. thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hillary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. you're a really funny person, and always saying jokes and making everyone at the back, and near you laugh. your laugh and jokes are really infectious, so stay funny and laughter-infectious! even though i don't really know you much, but i like you because you can really make people laugh! thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kelly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though we haven't talked much, but i know that you joke alot, and make everyone laugh. haha. and you pose well, with beatrice, when kaili or me take photos of you, intended to put in the video. thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pearlene&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, it's cool that we have the same guitar teacher. was pretty freaked out that mr shi taught guitar outside, but yeah. XP haha. anyway, you're another soul who lights up the lives of 2/1-ers, because you can make people laugh too! especially all your jokes and creative stuff. :D thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beatrice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, even though we haven't talked much throughout the year, i think you're really funny, because you always brighten up the mood of the class with your funny antics, and even the teachers laugh too. oh, and i remember how ms teo talked to you about your chipmunks water bottle and how we laughed about it because of what she said. :D thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;angela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. you're the person whom people always laugh about, because you're really really funny. i can't explain it, but the stuff you do, you can really make someone laugh about it. even me! haha, even though we haven't talked really much, but i think you're a really nice person, and someone who makes ruiying jealous. :D thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;choonkhee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi daughter-in-law! haha. ok. thank you for being a &lt;u&gt;fantastic&lt;/u&gt; cca pal, and a great wife to my dear son. you're really funny and you might people go high instantaneously. haha, and still remember on nov 24th, 2008, you guys scared yourselves on the 4th floor corridor, when marian and i plotted to scare you? we didn't have to do anything, and you guys screamed and bolted for the staircase. it was great being friends with you, and you rock! remember our superband dream ok? looking forward to spending more time with you during the philippines trip, and yeah, rock on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and yes, you're one of the passers-by whom i don't want to let go.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lisa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. even if you're not in ij alr, we all still remember you as a 2/1-er! anyway, i just want to thank you for being such a great contributor to the inter-class games, all the banner ideas, and the class tee designs, not forgetting the class blog design and creation! you rock at all your contributions, and thank you for being so enthu in such stuff! even though we didn't talk much, but i still think you rock! :D thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. you were always someone really funny, and infect everyone with your jokes! especially the people at the back! even though we haven't talked much, but i still think you're a great person. also, you were really hilarious in your OM performance! :D thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nicole&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. howdy to my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NUMBER ONE OBAMA-FAN&lt;/span&gt; friend! i enjoyed talking to you about the us presidential candidate, and gossiping about sarah pallin and john mccain and of course, discussing about obama! good luck with mun, and all the best in being a writer/ or a UN delegate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ashley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i still remember about being in the science investigative project group together, and it was great. you were a great leader, and because of your guidance and the hard work we all put in, we were all able to score well in the project and thus, i was able to score a distinction in science, and pull my SA2's B into an A. thank you so much! you rock! thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chienwen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. i definitely got alot to talk about you, but i'll try to keep it short and sweet. since the late second half of year, i believe we became friends through kai and pam. you were really hilarious, and easy to talk too, and someone great to tease with. you've been idiotic, retarded, and yet, loveable and thus, many people, including me, love you. our friendship contained plenty ups-and-downs and we were all able to overcome them as a clique, and thus, i thank you for making my life in 1/1 and 2/1 enjoyable and memorable. despite our individual differences, we were all able to clique together, and this must be the doing of fate. even if we do not end up in the same class together, i hope we'll remain friends throughout our lives. thank you for being a great treasurer! and thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vanessa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though we haven't talked to each other pretty much, i think you're a great person who contributes to the glory and success of 2/1's achievements. especially the class noticeboard and the costume design which shipei wore and paraded. although you're leaving ij and 2/1 for ip, i'll still remember you as a great 2/1-er and you must always visit us ok? all the best in your studies, and good luck in everything you do. thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. my wonderful science lab partner in my fav chem lab. thank you for guiding me throughout my experiments, and being someone fun to talk to. we always joke together, and our experiments turned out ok, so yeah, thanks to you! thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;p.s. you still owe me my letter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amanda &lt;i&gt;jackfruit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. my manga-anime-jap-stuff-and-shun-oguri-fan friend! haha. it's been great talking to you about the stuff i mentioned earlier, and supporting SHUN OGURI and KANAME-SENPAI. i know they're hot! haha. you're really easy to talk to, and joke with, and yeah, i'll miss you. i think you're choosing the same class as me, so yeah, see you in 3/2 next year! thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;marian &lt;i&gt;mihanna&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my beloved grand grand-daughter. haha. i enjoyed spending time with you, bonding together, during promenade. even though we couldn't perform, it's still great to hang out together doing the lights! &lt;i&gt;great responsibility, anyway&lt;/i&gt;. you've been a great friend, easy to talk to, and someone really hilarious and able to make people laugh. remember our schemes to scare bao, choon, rui, and angela during nov 24th, 2008? i won't forget that day, and yeah, i'll laugh about it 50 years later. looking forward to spending more time with you during the philippines trip, and yeah, rock on! oh, when we're there, we'll print posters of tang vin al and stick them around ruiying's area to make her crazy! thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wanying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi, my crazy beloved granddaughter-cum-buddy. it was great talking and crapping to you. it's great that we were friends since P4, and you really changed. haha. you've been this crazy lunatical maniac, always laughing and yeah, driving people nuts, and yet, we all love you for it. you're really responsible, and always stay focused even as we digress alot. thank you for being a wonderful leader in our ep group, even as i lose my temper really frequently. stay happy, crazy and siao-y, ok? hope we'll be able to play runescape together, maybe after 10 years or so? haha, when we get our own laptops that can actually open the website and run the program, of course. even though we're not going to the same class, you must still remember me, as i will do the same, and yeah, hopefully, laugh together once more. and thank you for being a great dancer in our disco act! thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh haha. anyways, even though we haven't talked really much, which we would occasionally do during assembly, i still think you're really funny. you always joke about the teachers, with nisha, sometimes, and make me laugh. haha. thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nisha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. ok. you're leaving for your college, the &lt;u&gt;NISHA JOSEPH&lt;/u&gt; college, and i'm pretty sad and angry! sigh. anyway, thank you for being such a wonderful friend! i do remember i really don't know you when we first started project work, and yes, i was kinda intimidated by you. haha. &lt;i&gt;betcha never knew&lt;/i&gt;. but as we spend time together more often, due to the many projects we had, and drama, i was able to get to know you more, and crap and talk to you more. you were this really funny girl, and could talk really well, and make me laugh. even as you are leaving, i'll remember you well, and you must to! maybe not my face, but my johnny and texas song ok? haha. if i miss you too much, i'll probably steal njc uniform and sneak in and kidnap you, so be vigilant! thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rachel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. ok. haha. rachel, the blur one at times. hahas. thank you for helping me with my little problems, like math, where i always turn back and ask you questions and answers. and, thank you for the great research materials you always provide as we do our project! haha. going to miss you. but i think we're going to the same class, yet taking different subjects, so yeah, talk to me, ok? haha. thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rochelle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh. haha. even as we aren't a clique or anything, you're still my really good friend. haha. we've been in the same drama-exam group for two years, and the same project-work group for a year, and yeah. haha. it was great spending time with you, especially during promenade and drama! i still remember the stares we got from people as we carried cardboard to and fro valerie's house! it was really fun, and pigging out at kaili's house was great! i love the stuff you bake, and you owe me my present, ok? haha. even though we might not be in the same class next year, i'll miss you pretty much, and you must do the same too, and yeah, must talk together as we pass by each other ok? haha. thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;natasha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. even though we don't talk really much, i still you're a really nice person. haha. i still remember the times we spent during drama meetings in sec one, where we love to digress and yeah, talk. you're really funny, and always make us laugh. thank you for helping out with the mass-dances! oh, i really love your drama performance! haha. thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kaili&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. ok, got alot to type about you, but i'll keep it short and sweet. we've been friends since p3, and we've been in the same class since p3. wow. if you think about it, it must be fate to have brought us so close. even though we only started to have a much closer friendship since sec 1, you were this really nice girl that i like really much, and loved as a great friend, and yeah, someone talkable too. people might say you're quiet and mature, but i disagree. you're crazy, siao and hilarious, and yet loveable and unpredictable. who knew you'd cry on the last day of school? haha. you're really hardworking and responsible, and a true-blue analyser. haha. i'd look up to you as a role model. :D even if we don't go to the same class, we'll still stay friends forever, and yeah, i'm sure there's a reason why we've been friends for 6 years right? haha. thank you for putting up with my nonsence. i'll be sure to come up with more and annoy you! thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ping en&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. even though we don't talk much, but i think you're a really nice person. haha. i enjoyed annoying you and the rest of the class com and councillors with my songs during the meeting to do the video! haha. you're really funny, with great ideas, and yeah, someone really nice! thank you for being a great vice-chairperson! thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;baoyi &lt;i&gt;er-zi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cute and loveable son! haha. ok, i know i've said this over and over again, but it's true anyways. you're like the first &lt;i&gt;alien&lt;/i&gt; i've met since my first day in ij. meaning, you're the &lt;b&gt;first&lt;/b&gt; friend i've met who was from a different primary school. you were really funny, and easy to talk to, and also, you introduced me to tsubasa and ouran, which i became addicted to! you're really hilarious, and funny, and can make loads of people laugh. you're a real loveable friend, and someone spontaneous, and yeah. i enjoyed talking to you during guitar, and haha, still remember our superband dream, even though i'm not qualified for it? ahhaha. anyways, looking forward to spending more time with you during the philippines trip! haha. will bask together in the hotel, i hope? haha. thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cynthia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. even though i haven't talked much with you, i think you're a really nice person. thank you for helping our group with the technical stuff during our drama performance. your advice and comments were really constructive and helped us improve our performance, and yeah. :D thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jasmine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. even though we haven't talked much this year, you're still a really nice and helpful person! i fell sick, once, when i sat with you last year, and you helped me take down plenty of notes and homework, for which i was really thankful for. haha. you're really funny sometimes, with your reaction and stuff, but yeah, thank you for everything you've done in sec one! thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ruiying &lt;i&gt;mrs tang&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. my beloved granddaughter, the person i've been in the same class with for 5 years! haha. you're really funny, with your reactions and words, especially during the night walk on nov 24th, 2008. haha. oh, and especially with your infatuation with mr. tang, it was really hilarious to joke about, and yeah, hahha. thank you for your present, and yes, for every nice thing you've done for me. haha. it's great to be in the same cca with you, because you really funny and easy to talk with. :D will help you get closer to mr. tang, by sticking his posters around you, so that you'll dream of him when you sleep. haha. looking forward to spending more time with you during the philippines trip! :D thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;odelia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. still remember in sec one, we were sort-of lovers? haha. you might not remember, but i was raphael. ahhaha. anyway, you're really funny at times, and can make me laugh alot. also, thank you for lending me the twilight series books! haha. you rock! anyway, it's great to have a friend who read vamp-knight too. even if we all support different characters. ahaha. thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yunlu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. hello, fellow class-com member. and also, my J-STUFF FAN friend. haha. it was great being friends with you since the start of the year, where we were in the same OM group. haha. you're really funny, with your ideas and stuff, and always made me laugh. it's great to have a friend who loves HITSUGAYA TOSHIRO! haha. anyway, even if we might not be in the same class, i hope to be able to talk to you in the corridor, as we pass by each other! haha. thanks for talking to me about the J-POP stuff! thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;julvian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. anyway, thank you very much for helping me in everything i don't know, or am not sure of, like math! you can be really hilarious at times, like during chinese, and yeah. you make the class more lively with your bubbly character, and yeah. thank you for helping out with the mass dances, and enabling us to win something. haha. it's great talking to you, and even if we might not be in the same class, i hope to be able to talk to you in the corridor as we pass by each other. oh, and it's a pity that you dropped drama, because you'd make a drama student! haha. thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shipei&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. one really responsible person in our class. you always seem to take the initiative to do things before others would do, and yeah, i admire that kind of spirit. :D it's great having you to guide our class, especially in the video, the haunted house, and the inter-class games. haha. you're really helpful, kind, funny, and easily-likeable person, and always seem to attract others to you. haha. oh, and thank you for being such a great model! for the costume thingy. haha. even if we might not be in the same class next year, i hope to be able to talk to you in the corridor as we pass by each other! thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chinyen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. my beloved cute seating partner. haha. you've been a great person to talk to, during class, and yeah. it's fun, eating the home econs dishes sneakily during mrs mah's period. haha. you'd make a good coook, anyway. and yes, it's due to fate that we're able to sit with each other after we were engaged in OM, and yes, i was able to make a new friend like you. you're really funny, hilarious, loveable, intelligent, funny and witty. gosh. haha. and of course, really artistic! i like the pictures that you drew, and the story that you wrote. when you publish your book, hopefully soon, i'll definitely be the first to hit the bookstore and buy it. haha. even though we might not be in the same class next year, i hope to be able to talk to you in the corridor as we pass by each other. cannot ignore me, hor! haha. thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sarah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. my great group partner whenever we need to turn around and form grouups of four. haha. anyway, it's been great to have you in our class, because you've been really responsible, nice and funny. you always seem to attract people, and yeah, people naturally listen to you, so yeah, you've been a great help to the class-com during ij fiesta and the haunted house. :D also, thank you for doing the video, while some of us were away doing the dance. haha. you're really funny, and never fail to make people laugh! thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;natalie &lt;i&gt;gerald tan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. hey tomato. haha. anyway, thanks for being such a hilarious friend, who never fails to make me laugh, yeah. especially with your weird jokes. and of course, your drama performance as gerald tan! haha. i still remember how grossly you burp. gosh. you should really become an old man! haha. it's a pity you didn't audition for drama! gosh. anyway, even though we might not be in the same class next year, we must talk to each other as we pass by in the corridor, ok? no ignoring me, hor! haha. thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;valerie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. my funny drama-exam group member. it was fun working with you in this drama exam. haha. you were really hilarious, and contributed really well with all the ideas! haha. we wouldn't have succeeded in making the audience laugh, if not for your character, and thus, thank you very much. also, you're really funny, and always makes me laugh. it was fun pigging out together in kai's house, munching away her stash of chips. haha. even though we might not be in the same class next year, we must still talk to each other as we pass by in the corridor, ok? haha. thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pamela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. my beloved sister. haha. people may think you're quiet and mature, but i beg to differ. haha. although we were in the same class for 5 years, i haven't been talking to you since sec 1, and that's due to french. haha. i would have been a loner, if not for your presence in the class. haha. it was fun, talking to you on our way to french, and how we'd do our homework together, and share our answers together. i wasn't really good with languages, so you had to help me pretty much. haha. slowly, we became to bond together, and yeah, then came chien, and thus, we became a clique. you've been a great friend to me, and i'd never forget the bitter-sweet memories we had together. you're a real nice pal, that everyone can do without, and yeah. i think we're going to the same class next year, hopefully, we'll sit near each other. :D thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laura e.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. even though you join 2/1 pretty late, it was still a good thing to have you around. you're a nice friend, and really friendly, so yeah, you're pretty much talkable to. :D thank you for being a great 2/1-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. and that's the end to my dedications. gosh. i know i sucked, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;TWO ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SECOND TO NONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2801234467377639756-6023813166059239696?l=mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/feeds/6023813166059239696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2801234467377639756&amp;postID=6023813166059239696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/6023813166059239696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2801234467377639756/posts/default/6023813166059239696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mort-et-disparu.blogspot.com/2008/10/89.html' title='#89'/><author><name>kj.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09501412987725888551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
